Elastic friction
Title: Elastic Friction
Pairing Lee Adama/Kara Thrace
Rating: NC-17 for the frakking
Spoilers: none kind of season 2 ish. Pre Sam.
Notes: some silly smutty Pr0n as prompted by
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There was always a mad rush before going on CAP. Lee had overslept and hadn’t been fully functioning when he made it out of the shower. He’d grabbed his kit and dressed and headed towards the hangar.
It was only after he’d taken off that he realised something was not quite right. Everything he wore was close fitting but something was really uncomfortably tight around his nether regions. This wasn’t good, he was going to have to suffer hours of this discomfort.
He tried shifting in his seat, but being strapped into the cockpit of a Viper didn’t exactly give him any room for manoeuvre. He shifted one way and decided that really didn’t help and then had to try and get back to the original slightly more comfortable position.
He was terse on the radio barking out orders to Nuggets who weren’t doing so badly but he didn’t any patience at all.
Landing back on Galactica he was desperate to get out of the flight suit and try and work out what the frak was wrong. He stormed from the Hangar deck, there were some comments about the CAG having his knickers in a twist but he ignored them intent on finding out just what was going on in his trousers.
Kara appeared in front of him, a wry smirk about her lips and a small bulge in a pocket. He was in no mood for frivolity today.
“You got something to say Starbuck?” he asks tersely.
“I’m just wondering if the CAG has worked out why he was picking on the Nuggets today?” She asks almost innocently her eyes playful. “What could have got Apollo all steamed up?”
“I don’t have time for games Kara, I’ve got things to do.” He says angrily. Something has shifted in his pants and he feels like the circulation to his right leg has been cut off.
“You look uncomfortable, Sir. I’m just wondering if it’s anything to do with these?” She pulls out the regulation issue shorts that Lee usually wears.
Lee’s mouth falls open. He grabs her by the arm and steers her into the nearest empty locker. His eyes bulge slightly as Kara tries not to loose it.
“Ok,” he says voice low. “If those are mine, whose shorts am I wearing?”
Kara grins unabashedly. “You would be wearing mine, Apollo.”
Lee glares at her a moment dumbstruck and still very uncomfortable.
“But how?” he splutters.
Kara still grinning sits herself on one of the containers. She runs her hands along her thighs and pretends to think about what she wants to say. Lee tries not to think about that because there really isn’t the room in her underwear for any expansion.
“You were in quite the rush this morning Major. You grabbed my pair without realising it, until it was far far too late.” She leans back laughing.
Lee still isn’t able to see the funny side.
“You should have told me.” He retorts. “Have you any idea how frakking uncomfortable it’s been flying in these things.” He shuffles to highlight his discomfort.
“Aw Lee, you’re such a stickler. The thought of you in my panties…” she licks her lips.
Lee tries not to whimper but all his blood has just gone to his groin.
“Kara…” he starts unsuccessfully as she reaches forward and pulls him towards her.
She starts pushing his flightsuit down. “I want to see, how you look in them Apollo, want to know if it matches the image in my head.”
Lee tries to pull away but she won’t let him go. “Kara, I’m not doing this here.”
She pouts, “Don’t you trust me Lee? I won’t tell anyone. Promise.”
Kara gropes at his crotch and even through the flightsuit she can feel he’s turned on.
“And anyway,” she says triumphantly. “I think you’re protesting too much. Show me, Lee. I want to see.”
Lee glowers defiantly but peels his flight suit and fatigues off. He’s got a hard on and he’s embarrassed about it and he’s regretting being here right this second.
Kara slips off the crates she’s been sitting on and looks him up and down, she chews on her lip. Frak, he’s cute when he’s embarrassed.
“They suit you.” She quips but is quelled from pushing him any further with a glower.
She rests the palms of her hands against his torso and looks him in the eye. Then traces her hands down his torso towards the waistband of the panties he’s wearing. Lee tries to pull back but she stills him. “Stay, I’ll make it worth your while.”
Lee gulps but Kara smiles. “You know the thought of you wearing them hasn’t made my morning any easier.”
She grins wolfishly at him. “I’ve got forty minutes before I’ve got to go and fly CAP, want to make them worth my while?”
She traces her hands over his bulge in the panties and he gasps. “Come on Lee, take it out on me instead of the nuggets.” She takes his hand and pulls it towards her own crotch.
Lee leans in and kisses Kara fiercely before pulling back and growling in her ear. “Frak Kara.”
Starbuck grins, pleased with the reaction she inspired.
She undoes the fastenings of her fatigues and let’s them fall. “Come on Lee, just some fun.” Kara kisses him again her hand snaking into the panties he’s wearing and grasps his cock deepening the kiss when he hisses.
She pulls them towards the crate she sat on earlier and leans against it as she pulls the panties Lee’s been wearing down, he looks an odd mixture of lust filled and a little guilty. Kara locks gaze with him as she slides her own down and pulls him closer.
Lee is conflicted this is not how he pictured his day going. He does want her but he’s more than a little embarrassed about being so turned on. Kara perches on the crates again spreading herself and frak that’s such a sight.
“Haven’t got all day Major.” She quips pulling him closer and with a little bit of shuffling Lee enters her. Kara wraps her legs around his hips and it feels good. She gasps as he slide in, Lee pauses, concerned.
“Frak me Lee, come on.” She gasps.
Its one order he can follow. Pushing into her, she’s so wet and he starts thrusting slowly at first. He rests his hands on her hips fingers digging into her flesh.
Kara Leans back on her elbows to start with, the angle really good. She moans appreciatively before straightening up and wrapping her arms around his neck.
Lee’s thrusting quickens as he feels her respond. “Gods, so good.” He growls his fingers grasping harder.
Kara runs her tongue up his neck as whispers in his ear. “See I’ve been wondering all morning what effect wearing my shorts would have on you. I didn’t think it would be this intense.”
Lee quickens his pace again and the angle shifts slightly and it makes Kara gasp he can feel her start to shudder around him. It spurs him on and they both climax together. His legs shaking slightly Lee leans his forehead against Kara’s.
Starbuck laughs. “Pretty frakking hot sir.”
Lee groans but smiles but then Kara is pushing him upright and retrieving her clothes pulling on her shorts and fatigues. “I got CAP in ten minutes.”
Lee nods a little drunk on the orgasmic high, before starting to look for his own fatigues. He picks up the shorts that he’s been wearing all morning. He looks at them in his hand and Kara grins at him as she does up her fatigues.
“Keep em Sir. You might want to wear them again.” She says with a wicked glint in her eye as she heads for the door. “Let me know when you do.”
Pairing Lee Adama/Kara Thrace
Rating: NC-17 for the frakking
Spoilers: none kind of season 2 ish. Pre Sam.
Notes: some silly smutty Pr0n as prompted by
buckbeakbabieThere was always a mad rush before going on CAP. Lee had overslept and hadn’t been fully functioning when he made it out of the shower. He’d grabbed his kit and dressed and headed towards the hangar.
It was only after he’d taken off that he realised something was not quite right. Everything he wore was close fitting but something was really uncomfortably tight around his nether regions. This wasn’t good, he was going to have to suffer hours of this discomfort.
He tried shifting in his seat, but being strapped into the cockpit of a Viper didn’t exactly give him any room for manoeuvre. He shifted one way and decided that really didn’t help and then had to try and get back to the original slightly more comfortable position.
He was terse on the radio barking out orders to Nuggets who weren’t doing so badly but he didn’t any patience at all.
Landing back on Galactica he was desperate to get out of the flight suit and try and work out what the frak was wrong. He stormed from the Hangar deck, there were some comments about the CAG having his knickers in a twist but he ignored them intent on finding out just what was going on in his trousers.
Kara appeared in front of him, a wry smirk about her lips and a small bulge in a pocket. He was in no mood for frivolity today.
“You got something to say Starbuck?” he asks tersely.
“I’m just wondering if the CAG has worked out why he was picking on the Nuggets today?” She asks almost innocently her eyes playful. “What could have got Apollo all steamed up?”
“I don’t have time for games Kara, I’ve got things to do.” He says angrily. Something has shifted in his pants and he feels like the circulation to his right leg has been cut off.
“You look uncomfortable, Sir. I’m just wondering if it’s anything to do with these?” She pulls out the regulation issue shorts that Lee usually wears.
Lee’s mouth falls open. He grabs her by the arm and steers her into the nearest empty locker. His eyes bulge slightly as Kara tries not to loose it.
“Ok,” he says voice low. “If those are mine, whose shorts am I wearing?”
Kara grins unabashedly. “You would be wearing mine, Apollo.”
Lee glares at her a moment dumbstruck and still very uncomfortable.
“But how?” he splutters.
Kara still grinning sits herself on one of the containers. She runs her hands along her thighs and pretends to think about what she wants to say. Lee tries not to think about that because there really isn’t the room in her underwear for any expansion.
“You were in quite the rush this morning Major. You grabbed my pair without realising it, until it was far far too late.” She leans back laughing.
Lee still isn’t able to see the funny side.
“You should have told me.” He retorts. “Have you any idea how frakking uncomfortable it’s been flying in these things.” He shuffles to highlight his discomfort.
“Aw Lee, you’re such a stickler. The thought of you in my panties…” she licks her lips.
Lee tries not to whimper but all his blood has just gone to his groin.
“Kara…” he starts unsuccessfully as she reaches forward and pulls him towards her.
She starts pushing his flightsuit down. “I want to see, how you look in them Apollo, want to know if it matches the image in my head.”
Lee tries to pull away but she won’t let him go. “Kara, I’m not doing this here.”
She pouts, “Don’t you trust me Lee? I won’t tell anyone. Promise.”
Kara gropes at his crotch and even through the flightsuit she can feel he’s turned on.
“And anyway,” she says triumphantly. “I think you’re protesting too much. Show me, Lee. I want to see.”
Lee glowers defiantly but peels his flight suit and fatigues off. He’s got a hard on and he’s embarrassed about it and he’s regretting being here right this second.
Kara slips off the crates she’s been sitting on and looks him up and down, she chews on her lip. Frak, he’s cute when he’s embarrassed.
“They suit you.” She quips but is quelled from pushing him any further with a glower.
She rests the palms of her hands against his torso and looks him in the eye. Then traces her hands down his torso towards the waistband of the panties he’s wearing. Lee tries to pull back but she stills him. “Stay, I’ll make it worth your while.”
Lee gulps but Kara smiles. “You know the thought of you wearing them hasn’t made my morning any easier.”
She grins wolfishly at him. “I’ve got forty minutes before I’ve got to go and fly CAP, want to make them worth my while?”
She traces her hands over his bulge in the panties and he gasps. “Come on Lee, take it out on me instead of the nuggets.” She takes his hand and pulls it towards her own crotch.
Lee leans in and kisses Kara fiercely before pulling back and growling in her ear. “Frak Kara.”
Starbuck grins, pleased with the reaction she inspired.
She undoes the fastenings of her fatigues and let’s them fall. “Come on Lee, just some fun.” Kara kisses him again her hand snaking into the panties he’s wearing and grasps his cock deepening the kiss when he hisses.
She pulls them towards the crate she sat on earlier and leans against it as she pulls the panties Lee’s been wearing down, he looks an odd mixture of lust filled and a little guilty. Kara locks gaze with him as she slides her own down and pulls him closer.
Lee is conflicted this is not how he pictured his day going. He does want her but he’s more than a little embarrassed about being so turned on. Kara perches on the crates again spreading herself and frak that’s such a sight.
“Haven’t got all day Major.” She quips pulling him closer and with a little bit of shuffling Lee enters her. Kara wraps her legs around his hips and it feels good. She gasps as he slide in, Lee pauses, concerned.
“Frak me Lee, come on.” She gasps.
Its one order he can follow. Pushing into her, she’s so wet and he starts thrusting slowly at first. He rests his hands on her hips fingers digging into her flesh.
Kara Leans back on her elbows to start with, the angle really good. She moans appreciatively before straightening up and wrapping her arms around his neck.
Lee’s thrusting quickens as he feels her respond. “Gods, so good.” He growls his fingers grasping harder.
Kara runs her tongue up his neck as whispers in his ear. “See I’ve been wondering all morning what effect wearing my shorts would have on you. I didn’t think it would be this intense.”
Lee quickens his pace again and the angle shifts slightly and it makes Kara gasp he can feel her start to shudder around him. It spurs him on and they both climax together. His legs shaking slightly Lee leans his forehead against Kara’s.
Starbuck laughs. “Pretty frakking hot sir.”
Lee groans but smiles but then Kara is pushing him upright and retrieving her clothes pulling on her shorts and fatigues. “I got CAP in ten minutes.”
Lee nods a little drunk on the orgasmic high, before starting to look for his own fatigues. He picks up the shorts that he’s been wearing all morning. He looks at them in his hand and Kara grins at him as she does up her fatigues.
“Keep em Sir. You might want to wear them again.” She says with a wicked glint in her eye as she heads for the door. “Let me know when you do.”
