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helsinkibabyMy second "well now" of the week...rumoured for the last couple of weeks, now confirmed, Tanith and Ben are heading to Linichuk. Which makes next season all kinds of interesting.
In other news, I have fic!
Title: Wanting
Author: helsinkibaby
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica
Pairing: Lee/Dee
Spoilers: Set season two, pre Sacrifice, but nothing in particular.
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 235
Notes: For the writers choice “want” challenge.
Somewhere in the dim recesses of her minds, it occurs to Dee that this is a very bad idea. She should absolutely not be in a dark and secluded corner of Galactica, wrapped in the (rather nice) arms of Lee Adama, and she certainly shouldn’t be kissing him, which means she certainly shouldn’t be doing more than kissing him.
For one thing, she’s supposed to be dating Billy. For another, everyone aboard the ship – hell, everyone in the entire frakkin’ Colonial Fleet – knows that Lee’s in love with Kara Thrace.
But when they’re in that dark secluded corner of Galactica, when his lips are on hers and his hands are making their way underneath their uniform, she doesn’t care.
Because when they’re there like that, her pulse and breathing quicken as shivers shoot up and down her spine. He pulls her closer to him, body to body, and she goes willingly, moans her approval and thrusts against him. She is aware of every movement of his body, every movement of hers, and she has never felt so alive.
When you spend every living day surrounded by death, that’s a pretty heady thing, and couldn’t give that up even if she wanted to.
But she doesn’t want to give it up, even if they shouldn’t be doing this.
She wants it, wants him.
So she’ll keep coming here, with him, for as long as she can.
In other news, I have fic!
Title: Wanting
Author: helsinkibaby
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica
Pairing: Lee/Dee
Spoilers: Set season two, pre Sacrifice, but nothing in particular.
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 235
Notes: For the writers choice “want” challenge.
Somewhere in the dim recesses of her minds, it occurs to Dee that this is a very bad idea. She should absolutely not be in a dark and secluded corner of Galactica, wrapped in the (rather nice) arms of Lee Adama, and she certainly shouldn’t be kissing him, which means she certainly shouldn’t be doing more than kissing him.
For one thing, she’s supposed to be dating Billy. For another, everyone aboard the ship – hell, everyone in the entire frakkin’ Colonial Fleet – knows that Lee’s in love with Kara Thrace.
But when they’re in that dark secluded corner of Galactica, when his lips are on hers and his hands are making their way underneath their uniform, she doesn’t care.
Because when they’re there like that, her pulse and breathing quicken as shivers shoot up and down her spine. He pulls her closer to him, body to body, and she goes willingly, moans her approval and thrusts against him. She is aware of every movement of his body, every movement of hers, and she has never felt so alive.
When you spend every living day surrounded by death, that’s a pretty heady thing, and couldn’t give that up even if she wanted to.
But she doesn’t want to give it up, even if they shouldn’t be doing this.
She wants it, wants him.
So she’ll keep coming here, with him, for as long as she can.
