SO, the
bsg_kink Drabble Contest is over, votes have been tallied, people have won things. Here are the drabbles I wrote. I had no idea I wrote so many. But really, this challenge was a chance to spread my wings on some A/R and some new pairings I hadn't tried before.
I also wrote some RPF that's posted over at my not-so-sekrit sockpuppet
so_frakked_up.
TITLE: The Fantastic Foursome
AUTHOR:
icedteainthebagPAIRING: Bill/Laura/Ellen/Saul
SUMMARY: Um, it's a foursome.
KINK: Foursomes, biting, hot women making out
A/N: Cutting this down to 100 words was hard as hell. First place for "Group Work" at the
bsg_kink Drabble Contest.
Laura and Ellen kiss, hands smoothing over skin. Laura reaches over her shoulder and pulls Bill's mouth to her neck.
Bill slides into Laura from behind, gently biting her skin. Laura moans softly against Ellen's lips as Bill fraks her slowly.
Bill's hand strokes Ellen's thigh, smooth, tantalizingly forbidden.
"Better not touch me, Old Man," Saul warns.
"Are you afraid it'll make you gay?" Ellen teases. She whimpers as Saul thrusts into her.
"Don't worry, Saul," Bill chuckles. "Your legs are too damned hairy."
"Boys," Laura breathes, "Less talking, more frakking."
"The president has spoken," Ellen says, kissing Laura again.
TITLE: Prove It
AUTHOR:
icedteainthebagPAIRING: Sam Anders/Lee Adama
SUMMARY: Guys get angry.
KINK: boy on boy love, hate!sex
A/N: I wrote this for
leiascully in an exchange. Second place in Best Boyslash Drabble at the
bsg_kink Drabble Contest.
Sam's neck tastes like salt and dirt, a tendon straining against Lee's tongue.
"Show me what she left me for," Lee hisses, his teeth grazing Sam's bare shoulder. "Prove it to me. That you're good enough for her."
He catches Sam's tank straps between his teeth. Sam responds by grabbing Lee's hips and reigning him in with a yank. A groan escapes Lee's throat as he feels Sam's fingers dig deep into his hipbones, his cock hard against Lee's abdomen.
"I don't have to prove shit to you," Sam growls, the split second before their kiss, teeth gnashing, tongues tangling.
Title: Bad Girl
Author:
icedteainthebagPairing: Laura/Bill
Kink: Spanking, against the wall, shower sex
A/N: I hope you like it.
Laura’s body is drenched, hot shower steam rising around her, her slick body pressed against Bill’s as they kiss, open mouthed, tongues teasing.
“Turn around,” he murmurs against her lips. “You’ve been a bad girl.”
Laura obeys him silently, casting a look over her shoulder. She whimpers the first time his hand hits her ass, moans the second time, and after the third time, whirls around and digs her fingernails into his back, leg hooking around his hip.
Bill slides into her, slick and hot, her back skidding against the shower wall.
“If I'm so bad, frak me,” she whispers.
Title: Champagne
Author:
icedteainthebagPairing: Laura/Bill
Kink: Food, bodily fluids
A/N: In response to a prompt from the effervescent
nnaylime.
Drip.
Laura giggled as the cold droplet of liquid bounced on her naked belly.
Drip.
The next one landed on Bill’s chest, slid down to his navel.
Drip.
This drop landed on Laura’s face. She wrinkled her nose.
“Waaaait for it...” Bill said slowly.
They both watched the ceiling.
Drip.
“Bingo,” Bill said. The droplet slid down Laura’s upper thigh.
“My mother taught me a lot of things,” Laura mused with a smile.
“I don’t think she taught you what we just did,” Bill teased.
Drip.
“She also never taught me how to get champagne and cum off the ceiling.”
TITLE: Admiral Stars
AUTHOR:
icedteainthebagPAIRING: Laura/Bill
KINK: Spanking, of course
A/N:
kastari dared me to write the reverse of her drabble
School Ties, so I did. Because I'm a hoar.
“Did you forget to wear your Admiral stars today?”
Her voice was sharp and demanding.
“Yes, Miss Roslin.”
Bill felt her hover over his naked body, felt the heat of her chest against his back.
“This is an unacceptable breach of protocol,” Laura said, raking a fingernail down his spine. He shivered. “Who’s the Admiral on this ship?”
“Me,” he growled.
“Act like it!”
Her palm landed on his ass with a smack. He groaned, his cock hardening.
“Yes, Madam President.”
She giggled, stretching out her body on top of him.
“That was frakkin’ lame,” she wheezed through her laughter.
Title: Temporary Solace
Author:
icedteainthebagPairing: Laura/Ellen
Summary: Laura and Ellen find comfort in each other.
Kink: cheating, comfort sex
A/N: For
nnaylime. This drabble inspired me to do more. Yes, I'm cryptic.
For the first time, Ellen won't look into her eyes.
"I've had to do some things..."
Laura pulls her close, cradles her trembling body. She buries her face in Ellen's hair.
"I want him back so badly."
"I know."
She knows.
It's slow motion, their lips pressed together, mouths open, buttons undone. Bare skin exposed to air that never loses its chill. Ellen's body is light on her own, limbs lithe and pale. Their gaze never falters, even when they shudder and fall, one after another.
This night is a temporary solace, butterfly closures on the tears in their hearts.
TITLE: On Borrowed Time
AUTHOR:
icedteainthebagPAIRING: Laura/Ellen
KINK: Spanking
A/N: For
theastolat.
“Harder.”
Laura braces herself upon asking, on all fours, fingers twisted in sheets. She tries to forget whose rack this is, to forget who could walk in at any moment and see her being...
The sound of flesh hitting flesh. Ellen’s hand leaves a tingling spot on her ass and Laura cries out, unable to hold back. Ellen rubs the spot soothingly as Laura feels herself throb deeply.
“I had no idea you were so kinky, Laura,” she purrs. Laura feels Ellen’s fingers slide inside her. She lets out a pant, bearing down on Ellen’s hand.
He could walk in...
TITLE: You Asked For It
AUTHOR:
icedteainthebagPAIRING: Laura/Bill
KINK: a little bit of pain
Bill licked up Laura's spine and nibbled her shoulder. She growled and arched against his chest.
"You like that?" he teased.
"Mmm-hmmm." She rubbed her ass against his cock.
"Do you want me to do it?" he asked, licking her ear.
"Oh yeah." She turned her head and arched an eyebrow.
"You sure?" He rubbed her hip.
"Mmm, please."
Bill pulled away. "You asked for it."
The hard smack of his hand against her ass echoed through his quarters. Laura yelped, then glared at him.
"Frak! Oh my Gods, Bill, that frakkin' hurt!"
"I... you said..."
Laura burst into giggles.
TITLE: A Room Without Windows
AUTHOR:
icedteainthebagSUMMARY: What happens on New Caprica...
PAIRING: Sam Anders/Laura Roslin
KINKS: Cheating, New Caprica
A/N: This goes out to
i_am_davnee.
A room without windows--they're used to this darkness, to not knowing night from day. There are some nights he misses Kara so much he can't sleep, suffocated by canvas walls.
He finds Laura one of those nights--she finds him, too. She feels different, tastes different, sounds different, yet there's a familiar comfort in the rhythm of their bodies as his hips rock into her, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist.
Her eyes squeezed shut, she repeats his name like a mantra, reminding herself who is there and who is not.
When they come back, this will end.
Title: Reversal
Author:
icedteainthebagPairing: Bill/Ellen
Kink: facials, d/s
A/N: Thanks to
tjonesy... this is all her fault. Warning: it's a little graphic. Read her drabble
Bitch before you read this one. It's hot.
His hot come on her face means she’s owned him, again.
“I bet Laura never lets you do that,” Ellen chuckles, wiping off with his tank.
Something flashes in Bill’s eyes. She pushes him onto his back. She straddles his face and grabs his hair roughly. “My turn.”
She knows he can taste himself as he laps at her. She grinds herself against his face, so close.
Bill’s tongue twirls her clit. Her hips buck and she comes with a loud, satisfied groan.
She hears him gulping.
“Oh, Bill, I forgot to mention,” she says, pulling away. “I'm a squirter.”
TITLE: A Trip to Sickbay
AUTHOR:
icedteainthebagPAIRING: Laura Roslin/Adama toe
SUMMARY: Not a good idea.
KINK: Toe sex, unfortunate medical conditions
A/N: This became a bit of a round robin quartet.
bugsfic's
Hands Off was first, and I followed with this unsolicited sequel.
snoopy0917 continued the saga with
Safe Sex and
bugsfic wrapped it up (so to speak) with
Shoe's on the Other Foot. Excellent work, ladies.
Doc Cottle is angry.
“How the hell did you get athlete’s foot in your vagina?”
Bill looks away. Laura cringes at the words. She opens her mouth to speak.
“Wait, don’t tell me,” Cottle interjects. “Frakkin’ morons, the both of you. What’s the problem? The little Admiral having a hard time keeping up with its obligations?”
“No,” Bill says gruffly. He kicks his foot at nothing in particular.
Cottle smirks. “Watch your toes.”
“It wasn’t the best idea,” Laura admits, shifting uncomfortably on the examining table.
“What, toe sex?” Cottle chuckles. He rolls his eyes. “Next time, use a sock.”