~BSG: Undiscovered Country
He loved the soft play of candlelight over her skin.
Lying beside her, he traced the edge of her ear. His fingertip slid down her shoulder, along the length of her arm, over the curve of her hip. He wrapped his leg around hers. Softly he ran his toe across the arch of her foot.
He was fascinated by her physical geography.
There were no borders; no boundaries.
She was his final frontier.
He closed his eyes, the contours of her body burned into his memory.
He didn’t need a map to find his way home. He was already there.
~finis~