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Author: latteaddict
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst/Romance - K. Thrace (Starbuck) & L. Adama (Apollo) - Reviews: 7 - Published: 07-17-07 - Updated: 07-17-07 - Complete - id:3662483

Title: The Past (five minutes in heaven)

Warnings: angst, adult themes, naughty pilottouching

Spoilers: none

Pairing/s: Lee/Kara, others

Time period: pre-mini: Academy

Disclaimers: I don't own them wish I did

Summary: Lee sets his sights on a beautiful blonde

The Past (five minutes in heaven)

“I think we need to be more drunk,” Lee slurred slightly before draining his glass.

“No way,” Simms nudged his shoulder and lowered his voice, “If I get her, I want to remember.”

Lee glanced towards the other side of the circle at the cadet he was referring to. Simms had common taste, obviously didn’t know how to pick the special ones. The girl Simms wanted was the most unfeminine woman he’d ever seen. Not only were her manners coarse, but so were her features. Everything was too wide; hips, mouth, eyes. And her loud obnoxious voice was starting to grate on his nerves. The only thing she had going for her was the fact she was a blonde. But she wasn’t the only blonde in the room.

No, Lee had his eye on the delicate creature to his left. She was stunning and quiet and each time he caught her eyes she blushed very prettily. Yeah, he definitely wanted a piece of that.

“Too bad we won’t get to pick.” Lee said to Simms while giving the pretty girl a quick wink.

The loudmouth girl caught his action and snorted. “Aww, isn’t that sweet. I think it’s true love.”

Lee briefly glared before pointedly ignoring her.

Crackerjack came back into the room and dropped a pile of scarves on the floor. “Okay boys and girls, put these on.”

Everyone reached for one and the teasing and giggling started to rise.

“Does it have to be boy-girl?” Her voice leered.

The catcalls increased and Simms leaned back to Lee, “I’ve changed my mind. I want to watch her with another girl.”

Lee rolled his eyes and shoved him away.

Crackerjack wobbled a little on her feet, the alcohol finally hitting her. She giggled and landed on her butt. “It’s my party, Starbuck. My rules,”

Lee raised his eyebrow in interest at her call sign. But soon got distracted by the whole scarf situation. He tried to tie it behind his head but hated the feeling of not being in control. This definitely wasn’t his idea of fun. It slipped off and he was about to toss it back into the middle of the floor and forget this stupid game when soft blue-grey eyes sparkled at him and then disappeared behind a scarf.

He shifted his hips and swallowed. This could be his lucky day. Fixing the scarf in place, he gave it a tight pull and secured it properly.

A few minutes later, he was finally being led to a closet.

Crackerjack announced loudly to everyone, “Remember the rules, no talking, no hands and five minutes only.”

The light filtering through his scarf disappeared as he was shoved forward, and a door clicked shut. He went to open his mouth to speak before remembering and snapping it shut. The few moments of silence stretched before he heard an impatient sigh. No talking and no hands made this more difficult than he realised.

Slowly, he inched forward, not sure how much space was between them. He kept his hands in his pockets to keep them out of temptation’s way. He was close now; he could feel her breath hit his chin.

The urge to say something pinched at him again, but suddenly a nose bumped softly into his cheek. Her breathing changed and so did his. The four minute call was made and Lee kicked himself for wasting an entire minute.

The kiss started out soft. Exactly like he’d imaged. It was more erotic for its chasteness and tentative exploration. Her lips were angelic, soft and full. He imagined the pink bow of her mouth as he purposely kissed her top lip and then the bottom. Perfect.

With an impatient gasp she made the first move to deepen the kiss. Her lips parted and she licked at the corner of his mouth. Involuntarily, his hands came out of his pockets as he pressed forward to pay her in kind. The heat of her mouth rushed through him as he slid his tongue along hers.

Things heated up quickly from there. He loved the way she didn’t stand there and let herself be kissed, but gave as good as she got, kissing him back with equal force. Normally he would prefer not to lose the upper hand, but with her it seemed to feel right. It didn’t feel like he was giving up anything and only wanted to kiss her deeper.

She broke the rules first. Her hands wrapped around his back and she immediately started to pull his shirt up. Her long fingers glided over the skin of his lower back and scraped low causing him to jolt and grow hard. Well, harder.

He kind of lost his mind after that. He shoved her forward until she was trapped between him and the wall or a bookshelf or whatever and reached down to wrap his hand behind her knee, dragging it up. She didn’t resist, only slipped a hand down into the back of his jeans and kissed him harder.

Her denim skirt restricted her leg from going too high, so Lee roughly pushed the material up her thigh until he skimmed the elastic of her panties. Her skin was on fire and incredibly soft, the strength of her muscles like pure power beneath his fingertips. He gripped under her knee again and lifted her leg higher so his front was pressed against hers. She curled her leg around him leaving him free to explore the offered thigh. Which he did with urgent sweeps and occasional squeezes.

She bit down on his lip and his jolt made their teeth clack slightly, he grunted and slid his hand up under her thigh until his fingers reached beneath the fabric of her underwear. She squirmed and whimpered and scraped her nails against his ass.

Lee couldn’t take it anymore; he dropped her leg and spun her around, bunching up her skirt. The way she breathed ‘yes’ and bent forward slightly made him insane with need. He started on his fly and cursed his fumbling fingers...

“Times up!” A loud knock pounded against the door.

They both froze.

As the door handle rattled, they both straightened up. He could hear her smoothing down her skirt while he was quickly tucking his shirt back in his jeans.

The light switched on, but he still couldn’t make out anything clearly with the scarf still covering his eyes.

Crackerjack snickered as she led them back to the main room.

Once everyone was seated, she announced they could all take off their blindfolds.

Everyone looked around blinking and smiling, though there were a few who were scowling and wiping their mouths.

Lee couldn’t stop the grin on his face as he looked over to the hottest woman he’d ever kissed. Her face was a thundercloud and she turned up her nose and looked away. Confused, his eyes dropped to those killer thighs and his grin disappeared.

She was wearing jeans.

Lee glanced at the other girls and couldn’t hide his burst of disappointment when he saw who was wearing the denim skirt. Starbuck was bright eyed and smirking as she searched the faces of the guys. When their eyes met, hers widened with recognition, but then her face fell as she registered his expression. Her eyes darted to the pretty young thing he’d been hoping to score and back to him again. She blinked and cleared her throat and Lee realised too late how it looked to her. He saw the heat rush up her cheeks before she turned her face away.

She didn’t make eye contact with him again for the rest of the evening. Later, as they grabbed coats and jackets to leave, they accidentally came face to face. He opened his mouth to possibly apologise but she spoke first.

“Better luck next time, maybe then you’ll get the girl you want.”

Starbuck sauntered away before he realised his mouth still worked. But as he went after her, a pair of blue-grey eyes blocked his path. She smiled sweetly and tilted her head.

Lee cleared his throat and forgot about what he was doing; this girl was too beautiful to pass up.

“Can I walk you back to your barracks?” He offered.

She looped her arm in his. “I’m training to be a nurse, so I’m on the other side of the campus.”

Lee leaned down and whispered to her, “It’s a nice night for a walk. My name’s Lee, by the way.”

She took his hand and smiled, “Mine’s Gianne.”

fin



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