• Published:April 21st, 2008
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• Category:Fan Fiction

Ambrosia Drunk

“I’m sorry.” He turned quickly for the door but stopped when he felt her hand on his wrist.

Lee shut his eyes for a second. It wasn’t intentional, but it definitely made the tension build between them. He looked back at her ruefully and saw that she was standing now, centimeters away from him. He twisted around to face her. He wasn’t certain who made the next move, whether he took a step toward her or she toward him, but their mouths met.

It had crossed Maggie’s mind before what it’d be like to frak the CAG, but she rarely entertained the idea. It was preposterous. But here she was really considering frakkin’ the CAG. It’d been far too long since she had a good frak. The kiss was hot, almost feverish, and it intensified as he pushed her against the wall.

Lee had never been the type to have one-night stands – was that what this was? - Or at least he never thought he would be. It might’ve been the ambrosia impairing his judgment, but he needed this, to feel something other than rejection and anguish. Lee pressed up against Maggie, grinding his hips against hers, and sliding his tongue against hers.

Puppy Love Let No Traitor Put Asunder

In the end he hadn’t had to say a word. She came to his quarters, she sat there and told him how he felt, then proceeded to tell him she felt the same, had done for quite sometime and that life could not wait around for the day William Adama finally ‘got his ass in gear’ To which his shell shocked first response was that she had to stop hanging around the marines as her language was getting a little colourful.

Thus it had begun. She had come into his life, gotten hold of his heart, then taken him to his bed and dispelled any thoughts he ever had of her being a naïve little school teacher.

He worshiped her with his body, and when his body was spent he worshipped her all over again with his hands and lips, her impassioned cries spurring him on, his name torn from her throat as her juices ran over his tongue.

He adored her breasts. After the groundbreaking ceremony on New Caprica, when she had caught him ogling her cleavage, to the feel of her breasts squashed against his chest as they lay beneath the stars. When she did her lazy strip tease for him that first night on the way to his rack, he had stood there and gawked. It was only when she asked him if he was going to stare all night or actually ‘do’ something he finally came out of his rosy nipple induced coma.

Battlestar GalactiRENT

And Lee Adama will attempt to write an angsty poem about his very messed up life…
Lee: Once I loved a girl
Now, when I see her, I just want to hurl
Cause she married Anders, and I married Dee
I guess there’s nothing left in the world for me.
Helo: That…doesn’t make us want to commit suicide too.
Chief: And Felix Gaeta will model the latest fall fashions from Aerilon while visions of Gaius dance in her head.
Gaeta: And Tyrol will grow a beard, amazingly, in just one episode, and while he attempts to fix every Viper in the hangar deck so when they launch they spell out the words–!
All: DIE CYLON LOVERS DIE