DPP: K/L/?, K&L&? ficlet day
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Today's post is for ficlets about threesomes. Not necessarily the sexual kind (although you can write those if you want) but three-way dynamics, Kara and Lee and one other person of your choice. It can be a conversation between the three of them, the third person's perspective on the Kara/Lee relationship, Kara and Lee rescuing someone, whatever. Or a kinky threesome, if that's what you're in to.
Please leave in comments a third person and a prompt, then respond to prompts with ficlets.
Today's post is for ficlets about threesomes. Not necessarily the sexual kind (although you can write those if you want) but three-way dynamics, Kara and Lee and one other person of your choice. It can be a conversation between the three of them, the third person's perspective on the Kara/Lee relationship, Kara and Lee rescuing someone, whatever. Or a kinky threesome, if that's what you're in to.
Please leave in comments a third person and a prompt, then respond to prompts with ficlets.
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Date: 2012-04-27 02:44 pm (UTC)Demons, R, Kara/Lee/Kendra
Date: 2012-04-27 05:09 pm (UTC)Kara raises an eyebrow as she opens the door. She’s half drunk already, and her lips are bruised from kissing. She stares down at Kendra and the other woman stares back, her eyes haunted beneath the blurring of drugs. If Kendra’s surprised to see Kara there, she doesn’t say so. All she says is, “Can I come in?”
Kara opens the hatch wider to let her pass and turns to see Kendra taking in Lee, shirtless and mussed and watching them both with a little less than his usual tight control. Kendra glances back to Kara, nodding her understanding. Kara takes a step closer and rests one hand against Kendra’s cheek, a moment of tenderness while she waits for consent. When she sees it in Kendra’s eyes, she kisses her hard.
It’s different than with Lee, and it’s the same. The same desperation to feel alive, to escape for however long it lasts. Kendra presses back against Kara, competing for control of the kiss.
Kara’s not aware of Lee moving until she feels him behind her, his hands tugging her hips back against his as he kisses the side of her throat. She gasps, rocking between them, surrounded on all sides by pleasure. It’s enough to let her forget and she gives in to it, pulls at their clothes until they’re falling down onto Lee’s Commander-sized bed, groping and tasting and then finally, deliciously, frakking.
They come to rest hours later, Kendra resting in the loose circle of Kara’s arms, head on her chest. Beside Kara, Lee leans on an elbow, stroking his fingers carelessly over both of them, maintaining the thread of their connection.
Kara closes her eyes, wanting to fall asleep before either of them leaves. They’ve gotten through another night without facing the death that dogs them all day. Kendra yawns and nuzzles closer. Kara almost feels happy.
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Date: 2012-04-27 05:25 pm (UTC)Thank you for writing it! :)
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Date: 2012-04-28 06:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-04-27 03:22 pm (UTC)Prompt:
After Kara’s disappearance in the field, Lee finds himself struggling to move on, wandering Earth alone. Partway through the first year, he runs across a small valley, inexplicably verdant with life. The last Leoben model in the universe is living there alone… or is he?
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Date: 2012-04-27 04:50 pm (UTC)(Sorry for edits, *technology, sigh* but on a gen' note, I'll try and write something for one of the prompts later on if I get time.)
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Date: 2012-04-27 04:48 pm (UTC)The Art of War, PG, Part 1
Date: 2012-04-27 08:10 pm (UTC)Kara stood locked at attention, rigid and uncomfortable as Cain eyed her critically.
“At ease, Captain.” She spoke finally, the slightest smirk tugging at her lips. “Drink?”
Kara relaxed just slightly and watched as the older women poured herself three fingers from a bottle of Scorpion Marsh Genuine ambrosia. An expensive brand, even for a Admiral. Her throat constricted hungrily at the offer, she hadn’t had real ambrosia in months, but she respectfully declined, deciding instead to retain a clear head.
Cain turned to gesture at her with her glass. She seems aggravated with me, Kara noticed.
“Do you know why I chose you for the new Pegasus CAG, Captain Thrace?”
She hesitated, shifting her stance. She had her suspicions, but she wasn’t sure voicing them to this woman were wise. The Admiral picked up on that uncertainty, her eyes flickered dangerously daring her.
Although her tongue burned to speak, Kara restrained herself. Skipping that drink was paying off. Gods, she thought ruefully, this new responsibility is turning me soft already.
Clearing her throat, Kara began. “Because I’m highly qualified, naturally talented, a born leader and the best pilot in the fleet, sir?”
Helena’s eyebrow lifted in surprise, before scoffing audibly. “Besides that, I mean.”
“My colorful file? My impeccable record of discipline and self-restrai…”
The Admiral slammed her glass onto the table, stopping her words. “Enough. I want a straight answer, Captain.”
Kara straightened, staring the superior officer down. “I really can’t say, sir.”
“Guess,” The Admiral prodded, her eyes narrowing.
Kara stood still and silent, calculating the risk of disclosing her 'guess'. She was actually trying very hard to stay out of hack lately. She knew that the Pegasus hack was in no way similar to the Galactica’s. Sharon’s treatment showed that much. She may not be a cylon, but she was an outsider and so far, that seemed to be just as bad here. Then again, she thought, the woman was asking her opinion. She couldn’t send her to hack for providing it, could she?
The Art of War, PG, Part 2
Date: 2012-04-27 08:14 pm (UTC)In a mock salute, she held it in the Admiral’s direction with a smile. “I assume that demoting the Old Man’s son was a power play aimed at demonstrating to him his new subordinate role in the fleet. Then, aside from separating Apollo and I from our ship and friends, you promoted me over him in an effort to further separate us also from each other leaving us both alone in a clearly hostile environment. My ‘promotion’ was your olive-branch to that alienation, a bogus attempt to win my gratitude and therefore eventually, my obedience. Something you need. I’m the best and a valuable ally and we both know it. On top of that, Lee and I both make good bargaining chips should Adama revolt against you. It’s a classic ‘divide and conquer’ strategy. With a nice ‘keep your enemies close’ twist. Very Machiavellian.” She slammed back the liquor in a single gulp. The burn felt nice in the throat. After swallowing she added a slightly mocking, “But that’s just a guess, sir.”
Cain stood quietly, equal parts impressed and enraged. Few people in her world read the truth of things so easily. Even fewer would have the guts to speak so honestly.
“Yes.” She nodded eventually. “But that all goes out the airlock when the object of the plan is in love with the victim of it, doesn’t it?”
Kara just glared back, fighting to let nothing show.
“I don’t need you to acknowledge it." Cain conceded eventually. "I know it’s true. I just wish I’d figured it out before I went through all this trouble. It’s much harder to drive a wedge between that kind of connection. I didn’t calculate for it. It changes things.”
For moments, both woman just stood, unspeaking. Kara thought she saw pity in the older woman’s gaze. She suddenly seemed far away.
“May I go, sir?” She asked softly.
Cain snapped back into the present, her lip curled in distaste. “You will remain Pegasus CAG. I think we are beginning to understand one another, you and I. Perhaps we have no more need for these schemes and subterfuge." She stopped and leaned forward. Her voice changed, becoming as sincere as Kara had yet heard. "I want only for this fleet to survive, Kara. Can you understand that?”
She nodded just slightly and felt a sudden stab of guilt to both the Commander and Lee. “Yes, sir.”
“It won’t end well, Kara. You can’t love in a war. It makes you soft. It makes you stupid and blind. We’re all expendable. Even him.”
Kara opened her mouth to respond, to deny, but she was cut off. “That will be all, Captain. You’re dismissed.”
Setting her jaw tightly, she saluted, walked briskly until she escaped the office and then, unable to stop herself, she ran.
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Date: 2012-04-27 04:59 pm (UTC)More than a Ghost (Lee & Tigh, PG)
Date: 2012-04-27 05:29 pm (UTC)He blinks in surprise at the sight of Lee Adama. “What do you want?” His voice is hoarse with disuse.
Lee starts to step inside, then recoils at the smell and the mess. “I wanted to ask...” he starts. He looks away.
“About Kara?” Saul guesses.
Lee’s eyes meet his sharply, answering the question. “What happened to her?”
Saul flinches. “Come on in.” He pours two tumblers from the first open bottle he finds and passes one to Lee.
“Cylons took her,” he says roughly once Lee’s drunk his down. “The day they came, he showed up looking for her. Leoben. The one she interrogated.” Lee pales and Saul cuts himself off. Ellen’s present in the room, a reminder of what it means when the Cylons get too close to the woman you love.
“What did he do to her?” Lee asks tightly, his eyes begging Saul not to answer.
He shakes his head, answers honestly. “You’d have to ask Starbuck that.”
Lee snorts. “Thanks,” he mutters, and stands to go.
“Apollo,” Saul calls as he reaches the door. The younger man turns. He opens his mouth, but doesn’t know what he means to say. He remembers Kara on the beach that morning, her confusion, her joy. He remembers the pain in her eyes when she thought she could no longer count on Lee to have her back. He shakes his head at Lee, wishing Ellen were more than a ghost. “Don’t give up on her.”
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Date: 2012-04-28 08:31 pm (UTC)Love, K/L with Sam POV
Date: 2012-04-27 07:15 pm (UTC)Sam saw them trade looks across the bar. He saw the tears in Apollo’s eyes and the startled light in hers. He’d given them the chance. He’d released her and told her she should go, and yet it hadn’t happened. He belonged with Kara and she with him, he knew this deep in his heart. He also knew how she belonged with Lee, too. The three of them joined together in this labyrinth of veiled glances. Four, for Dee was caught up in it just as much; her looking so beautiful where she sat opposite her husband, their hands together. (Kara's eyes tightening every time Lee's head leaned forward to touch his wife's.)
This frakstorm hand’t passed yet. Sam doubted it ever would. Not until they admitted that they loved more than they feared. Loved more than the boundaries erected by rivalry.
He kissed Kara's cheek and nudged her drink at her. Sam then touched her arm, tracing ink. He wouldn't let her realise that he'd caught her staring. It wasn't worth the knife inside to think about it too much. He loved her. Just as she loved.
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Date: 2012-04-27 08:38 pm (UTC)He's a selfless guy that Sam. He just wants her happy. Good job!
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