DPP: First Date Friday
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no_takebacksSo, it turns out that The Powers That Be lost an arm-wrestling contest to the Shipper Nation, and Kara and Lee are going on their very first date!
As you can see, they're pretty excited. And they should be! Because YOU get to plan this event! That's right. This is your show! You can put them wherever you like-- they can be in the BSG 'verse, our universe, heck, you can put them in Casablanca and give Lee an awesome hat. THE SKY IS THE LIMIT, FOLKS.
So... Where are they going? How did they get there? Where are they staying? What are they wearing? Did they go to a movie? Did they go the firing range? Did they go to a fancy restaurant? Did they eat cheap fast food in the park? Did they cook for each other? Was there even any time for dinner? ;)
BE SAPPY, BE SMUTTY, BE SHIPPERS. ♥ Can't wait to see what you guys come up with!!!
As you can see, they're pretty excited. And they should be! Because YOU get to plan this event! That's right. This is your show! You can put them wherever you like-- they can be in the BSG 'verse, our universe, heck, you can put them in Casablanca and give Lee an awesome hat. THE SKY IS THE LIMIT, FOLKS.
So... Where are they going? How did they get there? Where are they staying? What are they wearing? Did they go to a movie? Did they go the firing range? Did they go to a fancy restaurant? Did they eat cheap fast food in the park? Did they cook for each other? Was there even any time for dinner? ;)
BE SAPPY, BE SMUTTY, BE SHIPPERS. ♥ Can't wait to see what you guys come up with!!!
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Date: 2010-06-04 05:24 pm (UTC)"How, Apollo? You ruined my last box of cigars. There's nothing in the fleet that's gonna get you out of this one." She groaned at him, dropping the scattered remnants of her cigars into the garbage and wiping her hands on her pants.
"C'mon, Kara. I said I'm sorry." He looked at her sheepishly, like a little boy who was being scolded by his mother.
"How? How are you going to make it up to me? Gonna grow some tobacco in the gardens on Cloud Nine?" She drawled, doubtful.
"That's it! Cloud Nine. I will take you to dinner on Cloud Nine. We can go when we make our last security checks - there should be time." He smiled at her, excited about his idea.
She shot him a dubious look and pulled on her fatigues. "You're frakking kidding me, right, Apollo? I hate fancy dinners. Give me some pizza and beer - now that'd be a date." She swallowed at her slip of the tongue. It wasn't really going to be a date, was it? She pushed down unexpected twinge of excitement, and maintained her bland expression.
But Lee was deep in thought and didn't seem to notice her slip. "Okay then, why don't you let me surprise you. Neither of us are running CAPs tomorrow evening. Meet me in the observation deck at twenty-one hundred hours."
Kara rolled her eyes, feeling the slightest bit of remorse for yelling at him. He was such a earnest frakker sometimes and he was staring at her with those godsdamned gorgeous eyes. She relented. "Okay, Apollo, but you'd better make it good," she warned, slamming her locker door closed. "I'll be missing a good triad game for you."
In her arrogant Starbuck way, she sauntered out of his sight, leaving him standing there wondering how in the frak he was going to impress her without making a total fool of himself.
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Date: 2010-06-04 09:57 pm (UTC)Part II
Date: 2010-06-04 10:26 pm (UTC)- - -
Kara woke at an ungodsly early hour, splashed some water on her face and brushed her teeth before reporting to the hangar deck to do a morning CAP. When she spotted Lee, she remembered his promise of a surprise and smiled to herself, more pleased than she should be.
The day passed and Kara kept thinking about their date that was not a date. Just payback, she thought, for ruining her prized possession. He never said how it happened, the frakker, just presented her with a broken box and cigar remnants. She was going to have to win a lot of triad to trade up from socks to more cigars, they were prized possessions among the crew.
At 1900 hours, Kara slipped into the shower, telling herself she'd been sweating all day in her flight suit and should really clean up. He was going to some trouble, after all. An hour before their meeting time, she was ready. Earlier, she had chided herself for digging deep into her locker for non-regulation panties. It's not a date, Kara. It's just, well, something. But she put them on anyway.
Thirty minutes before their "meeting," she was pacing and drawing stares from the pilots in the rec room. Helo was watching her, grinning from ear-to-ear and she had no idea why. Her heart was fluttering a bit. Must be from too much algae coffee, she thought, ignoring the fact that algae coffee had no caffeine. She waited until 2200 hours exactly before she even considered going to the observation deck. Someone told her once that she should always be fashionably late. She thought it sounded stupid at the time, but she did it anyway.
When she arrived, there was a Marine stationed outside the door. She raised an eyebrow and opened her mouth to speak to him, but he just smiled and opened the door. What the frak was going on?
[TBC]
Re: Part II
Date: 2010-06-04 11:19 pm (UTC)Re: Part II
Date: 2010-06-06 06:03 pm (UTC)Part III
Date: 2010-06-04 11:33 pm (UTC)In the middle of the room was round table with a white and red checkered table cloth, two beers and, for frak's sake, a pizza. Kara let out a whoop. "Oh my gods, Lee. Where the frak did you come up with that?"
Lee beamed at her and handed her one of the beers. Raising it up, Lee offered a toast and they clinked the long necks together. She held up the bottle, gazing at the details of the label before she drank, suspecting that this might be the last real beer she ever had. She took a long drink of the smooth cold ale and gave a giant sigh, it had to be best thing she'd ever tasted.
Motioning Kara, Lee pulled out her chair and the pair sat down. She leaned over the pizza, examining it skeptically. "Can I eat it?" she asked, noting the odd color.
"Well, it's not really cheese, but it tastes pretty good." He gave her a slice and took one for himself. Her mouth watered, she took a huge bite and she stopped chewing abruptly - it really did not taste that good. But, she realized, there was enough of a resemblance that if she closed her eyes, she could imagine eating pizza at a divey hole in the wall back in Caprica City. And the beer was great. She could wash down sand as long as she had one of these beers.
Despite the off taste, the pair finished the pizza and lingered over their beers, exchanging glances, wondering what would come next. More than once, Lee's body grazed hers - reaching for another slice, feet accidentally bumping under the table, knees touching for the briefest of moments, until the tension between them was thick.
Lee surprised her with another beer, just for her and presented it as he cleared the table. "I could only get three," he said and her mouth moved in thanks. Lee poured himself some of the Chief's clear brew and he moved over to the long couch in front of the windows.
She waited, watching as he sat, leaning back into the soft leather and putting his legs on the table in front of them. As he stretched out his legs, she noticed his bare ankles, odd against the precision of his uniform. She walked behind the sofa and leaned over him. "Lee? Where are your socks?"
He laughed and re-crossed his ankles, tilting his head way back to look up at her. "Some of us are not as lucky at triad as you are, Kara." She should have laughed at that, but she was frozen, struck by the sight of his neck extending back and his open mouth. Without thought, she opened her mouth and kissed him.
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Date: 2010-06-04 11:59 pm (UTC)Is there a part IV? lol
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Date: 2010-06-06 06:06 pm (UTC)Part IV (NC-17)
Date: 2010-06-05 04:00 am (UTC)For months she'd felt the tension between them, the stolen glances, teasing, taunting, competing to get the other's attention. But she never guessed how kissing him would feel. She didn't imagine that his lips, whose tight line brooked no argument, could be so soft and pliable. Or that his tongue would move teasingly slow over her teeth, exploring and dipping into her, flicking away before she could meet him. Gods, he was an amazing kisser and she wanted more.
Kara pressed them together urgently, but he refused to be rushed, holding her against him, stilling her so he could explore her mouth and neck and shoulder, revealed by a gentle tug of her jacket. Sliding one leg over his lap, she pushed herself against him, and unbuttoned his jacket. He allowed her to push it off his shoulders, revealing hard muscled arms that flexed powerfully as he caressed her arms and back, skimming his hands up her side to graze her breast.
Kara tore of her own jacket and climbed fully into his lap. She understood his desire to go slowly, they might not have this time again, the time to explore and caress without urgency, but she couldn't wait.
He held her back, not allowing her to press herself against his groin, and pulled her tanks off, revealing the black sports bra which quickly followed. Staring hungrily, he devoured her breasts first with his eyes then his hands and finally his mouth, kneading, sucking, and nipping them with his teeth. With soft cries, Kara threw her head back and reveled in his worship.
When the heat between her legs became intolerable, she abruptly stood up, locking eyes with him as she stripped off her pants. She looped a finger beneath the waistband of her panties and began to pull them off until Lee stopped her, reaching out his hand to brush the lace with his finger. She'd forgotten about their fanciness, and blushed deeply, revealing her forethought about this evening.
But Lee didn't seem to mind, didn't smirk or prove his point, he just leaned forward and traced the lacy waistband with his tongue, drawing a wet line across her abdomen until her knees were dipping and she urged him to stand. She stripped of his pants until it he it was two small pieces of fabric, clinging to swollen skin between them.
Kara reached down to stroke him through his briefs, drawing her hand from base to tip, watching his eyes close at first touch. His fingers dipped into her panties, sliding down through the bramble of hair to reach the wetness there, stroking gently, exploring and pushing inside her, heat and wet soaking his hand.
Never patient, Kara pushed him toward the sofa and fell on top of him, rubbing herself against his hardness, needing him to be inside her. She shoved his and her own underwear off, tangling them around their feet until they dropped to the floor.
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Date: 2010-06-06 06:07 pm (UTC)Part V (NC-17)
Date: 2010-06-05 04:01 am (UTC)Slowly, with eyes locked together, Lee hovered over her, positioning himself, ready to enter, but waiting, watching as she grew impatient, pulling at his arms and wrinkling up her face. Kara slid one leg and then the other up his thighs to wrap them around his hips, ready to drive herself up onto him, and he relented, unable to wait, needing to feel himself surrounded by her heat.
Lee pushed as Kara pulled and he sank deeply inside her with a groan. The sensation was overwhelming as he began to move, feeling her body against his, her lips on his neck and shoulder, her hot breath in his ear. She rose to meet his every thrust, bucking her hips against his and digging her fingers into his back and ass. The sensations rose in them, as the moved together, each thrust pushing them together, higher into the white hot heat of pleasure, minds aware, just barely aware, that this was something incredible and special and important. Kara crested first, crying out and gripping the hard muscles in his arms, short nails drawing long lines of red into his flesh.
Her short pants and keening moans drove Lee’s passion into a tightly coiled spring, waiting for release. When it finally came, his body jerked inside her, hot and intense, spilling out and settling down against her. Kara released his hips from the muscled grasp of her thighs, and straightened her legs along his. They shared lazy kisses, now shyly stealing glances, flushed and stunned at their union.
Later, when they dressed, Kara caught Lee smiling to himself. “What’s so funny?”
He looked at her, assessing the risk. “Hold on a sec.”
Grabbing his duffel from a nearby chair, he poked his hand inside, coming out with a small package. He tried not to grin as he handed the package to her. She eyed him warily, “What is it?”
He just smiled and her curiosity took over as she ripped open the packaging. Her brow knitted in confusion, then she burst out laughing when she realized the meaning of the box in her hands. It was her cigars, undamaged, in a small wooden box. He had planned the whole frakking thing, completely fooled her to get her here and have his way with her. A shiver of delight swept through her and she grinned at him.
Lee grinned back and pointed at the box. “There are two missing. I ran out of socks. And chocolate.” He frowned then shrugged. “And soap.” Kara raised an eyebrow as Lee continued, “And that Marine out there is going to be smoking a fine Caprican cigar tonight.”
Kara stepped toward him, placed a hand on his chest, and kissed him, gently, with tenderness and affection. “Thank you, Lee.”
He blushed, overwhelmed by her expression and her tenderness, he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her hair. “You’re welcome, Kara.”
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Date: 2010-06-05 04:10 am (UTC)Great twist! And such a sweet ending. :)
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