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So, 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!!!

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His mouth tasted like beer and whiskey and his tongue was luscious as it flicked hers. They kissed in this awkward position for only a moment before Kara climbed over the sofa and sunk into the leather beside him, their kiss never broken.

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.