Bard Challenge #24 Disclaimer: A Battlestar Galactica fanfic: I don't own any of the characters. Lesbian sex implied.
Beware Of What You Wish Forby Wildcat Winnie"Frak me. Where am I?" Starbuck groaned, her head pounding. "In your bed. And I did, several times." The naked form of Caprica Six was stretched out next to her, smiling. "Adama's party was a success, the Cylons didn't use the opportunity for a sneak attack and we had a great time" Six purred. "OK, you were right, there was no Cylon conspiracy and yes, the solstice party was a good idea. I guess even a homeless people fighting for survival need an occasional moment of joy." "Indeed. 'Tis the season to be jolly, after all" Six murmured between kisses. "But still" Starbuck pulled away for a moment. "I don't like the solstice. Never have." "Why-ever not?" "What's to like? Everyone eats too much, drinks too much and spends way too much money on unnecessary gifts." "Cynic" "Maybe. I blame my childhood." Starbuck laughed. "Do tell." Six began kissing Starbuck's neck. "A distant aunt. Every year as a kid she sent me a doll, then when I turned eighteen she started with presents 'appropriate for a future wife and home-maker'. Do I look like a home-maker to you?" Six's answer was a nip on her nipple. Starbuck moaned with pleasure but managed to continue: "So now, when friends ask me what I want for Solstice I tell them 'Something appropriate, like a frakking toaster!'" By your command thought Six as she distracted, enchanted, captivated Galactica's best Viper pilot.
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