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More fic, anyone? This one...well, there's a ridiculous amount of phrase repetition, so ignore that if you can because it's annoying the frak out of me but I like it enough to leave it alone. That's...odd of me, I know.

Title: Four Ways Kara Hasn't Seen Laura Roslin and One She Has.
Rating: R. It's a PWP though, so if you don't like, don't read.
Pairing: Kara/Laura
Word Count: 589
Disclaimer: Characters not mine. Otherwise, this would have happened already!
Summary:...girl!sexings. With Kara. And Laura. Lots of repetition of one phrase.
A/N: This was written for [livejournal.com profile] missfoxie, who stated in no uncertain terms that I was to "get my ass writing [her] hot girlsexings now!!". And so I have. And this is it. I've not written one of these 'five things...' fics before, and I've not written as much prolonged sex as I did here, so, um, I hope it's okay for you all! Comments are much love.



i) Kara hasn't seen the way it would start. She doesn't know if Laura would cross the room slowly, not breaking eye contact and talking about nothing all the while, or if she would wait, lolling back in a chair and smiling with a glint in her eyes. She wants to know if Laura would kiss her first. She wants to know if Laura would push her back against the wall, the desk, into the chair. She wants to feel how she would ache and throb and want if Laura pulled away first. She wants to know what Laura would say then.

ii) Kara hasn't seen how they would be together. Would they be gentle, soft hands and feather-touches, or would they be rough, desperate and wanton and grabbing for sensations with mouths and fingers and skin? She wants to know if Laura would moan if Kara trailed one wet finger over each breast in turn, the presidential blouse gaping open. She wants to hear how Laura would sound if Kara curled her hand inside her underwear, brushing against everywhere wet and sensitive and not doing anything more. She wants to know if Laura would whimper or gasp if Kara slid one finger, then another, inside her while studying her face. She doesn't know how Laura would look.

iii) Kara hasn't seen Laura Roslin at the height of orgasm. She imagines her, eyes closed, half-panting amid a cloud of tangled hair and the overwhelming scent of sex and passion and Laura. Kara wants to know if Laura's legs would tremble, if Kara would have to hold her upright as she came, both of them crushed against a wall. She wants to know if Laura would cry out and buck helplessly into Kara's hand, so loud that Kara would have to kiss her quiet, lips on lips and lips over noise. She wants to know if Laura would drop, boneless, against Kara, her head on Kara's shoulder, her breath hot and quick on Kara's neck. Kara wonders if Laura would be smirking or smiling then.

iv) Kara hasn't seen Laura through glazed eyes of lust, as she herself gasped for oblivion. She doesn't know how Laura would seem, still glowing and quite breathless, grinding the palm of her hand hard against Kara's clit. Kara knows how she would have to lock her legs to stop her falling onto Laura. She doesn't know if Laura would support her or use her free hand to cup still uniformed breasts, heaving with each breath the still-uniformed Kara would take.

She wants to know the look on Laura's face as she watched Kara shudder and convulse and come before her. She wants to know the flush on Laura's breast, the bruise to her lips, the touch of her hand to Kara's cheek, soothing and gentle and perversely motherly. She wants to see Laura pulling down the sides of her skirt, fastening and smoothing out her blouse, raking her fingers through her hair. She wants to watch Laura make herself look unobtainable while Kara can still smell how undone she has been.

v) Kara has seen Laura as she smiles, a little this side of friendly, with the people that surround her. She has seen Laura touched and shaken and not-quite defenceless, staring at a ship that bears her name. She has seen Laura-the-President.

She wants to know how the President would melt.

...if you hated it, tell me. If you liked it, tell me that a lot because I'm needy and insecure because it will help my morale!

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