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*sleepy* two Random Kara/Sam ficlets filched from the thread earlier.
(to make up for the fact there will be no dogtags porn tonight)
This first one was because Chevy was talkin' 'bout Sam being all pressed up behind Kara on the bed, from the Katee Sackhoff TV Guide photoshoot...
His hands are sliding up the outside of her legs, catching the silk of her gown on the way up. Kara bites her lip, leaning back into Sam. It was a joke, putting the blue dress on and bouncing around their cabin while Sam was trying to do paperwork. Then he'd caught her, pulling her towards the bed while she laughed up at him.
"Kneel," he'd whispered as he nipped at her shoulder.
He'd followed her, pressing up against her back and laughing as his mouth ghosted and sucked her neck and shoulders, while his hands--
Sam had very talented, very large hands.
Not that Kara ever plans to let him know how easy she is, even when he's ordering her around, laughter in his voice.
-=-
And this, was just random:
*strands the stupidcuteotp on Earth and feels no remorse*
"Put the camera down, Kara."
"You finished tallying the supplies, Sammy?"
"Mostly. There isn't much," he sighed and set the computer aside, "We'll need to start conserving electricity until we figure out a way to rig the raptor batteries to collect solar."
Kara rolled her eyes, "I had no idea I was married to such a practical geek."
"You're not. I've been hangin' round the Chief too long."
"Ooh, he give you pointers on lubing engines?"
He snickered and reached out, snagging her by the belt, "C'mere and I'll show you."
"Mm. Romantic," she said, letting him tug her down between his legs and chuckling when he tried to duck in and kiss her while his free hand snagged the camera and pulled at it. "I ain't that easy, Sammy."
"That's what you said on Caprica. I still ended up frakking you against the wall, though."
"You smug little--" she broke off when his mouth covered hers.
This first one was because Chevy was talkin' 'bout Sam being all pressed up behind Kara on the bed, from the Katee Sackhoff TV Guide photoshoot...
His hands are sliding up the outside of her legs, catching the silk of her gown on the way up. Kara bites her lip, leaning back into Sam. It was a joke, putting the blue dress on and bouncing around their cabin while Sam was trying to do paperwork. Then he'd caught her, pulling her towards the bed while she laughed up at him.
"Kneel," he'd whispered as he nipped at her shoulder.
He'd followed her, pressing up against her back and laughing as his mouth ghosted and sucked her neck and shoulders, while his hands--
Sam had very talented, very large hands.
Not that Kara ever plans to let him know how easy she is, even when he's ordering her around, laughter in his voice.
-=-
And this, was just random:
*strands the stupidcuteotp on Earth and feels no remorse*
"Put the camera down, Kara."
"You finished tallying the supplies, Sammy?"
"Mostly. There isn't much," he sighed and set the computer aside, "We'll need to start conserving electricity until we figure out a way to rig the raptor batteries to collect solar."
Kara rolled her eyes, "I had no idea I was married to such a practical geek."
"You're not. I've been hangin' round the Chief too long."
"Ooh, he give you pointers on lubing engines?"
He snickered and reached out, snagging her by the belt, "C'mere and I'll show you."
"Mm. Romantic," she said, letting him tug her down between his legs and chuckling when he tried to duck in and kiss her while his free hand snagged the camera and pulled at it. "I ain't that easy, Sammy."
"That's what you said on Caprica. I still ended up frakking you against the wall, though."
"You smug little--" she broke off when his mouth covered hers.
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2. Hee! And aw. ;)
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