OMG, I wrote fic again. I just had to look back and satisy my curiosity as to the last time I posted fic, and it was June 06. And that was part one of a multiparter that I never even properly planned out and will never be finished. So, if this is crap, that's why--I am rusty. That doesn't mean go easy on the criticism, though--I could use some help oiling the joints, as it were.
End of a 2 year drought, whee!
Title: Truth or Dare
Author:
lotus79Rating: M, for some making out
Spoilers: Pre-series, so none at all, really.
Pairings: Kara/Zak, Kara/Lee
Summary: Zak dares his girlfriend to kiss his brother. Full on the lips, for at least sixty seconds.
Author's Note: Written for
wisteria_'s
porn battle Prompt is BSG, Kara/Lee/Zak, They always said Zak is the daring one
When Zak suggests they play for dares instead of money, Lee knows it’s a bad idea. He knows, after all, that Kara can never resist a dare, and he knows too that Zak suspects his feelings for her are a little more than platonic.
This is why it comes as no surprise when Zak finally wins a hand (he can’t bluff to save his life, but sometimes a bluff isn’t needed) and he dares his girlfriend to kiss his brother. Full on the lips, for at least sixty seconds.
Lee expects Kara to be offended-he’s positively fuming, himself-but she merely raises an eyebrow and regards him speculatively before leaning in.
He keeps his lips firmly pressed together, but she’s determined to make a show, eyes closed open mouth sliding over his in a passionate-seeming stage kiss. He wonders if she is trying to annoy his idiot brother but he’s sure she’d be able to put in a better effort if she was.
Zak’s laughing and counting down, and Lee’s wishing he would hurry up, and then at twenty-nine seconds something shifts. Kara opens her eyes and he just has time to see the spark of mischief before her tongue is teasing at his lips and extending a dare of her own.
Fine, Zak, he thinks. You want to see me kiss your girlfriend senseless?
Lee surrenders, mouth opened and sinking into hers, tongue tracing her teeth as she sucks his bottom lip. Kara shifts her body forward straddling his lap, and Lee tangles both hands in her hair, fingers splayed along the back of her neck to hold her head in place.
It feels as if she’s climbed right into his throat, and he’s choking on her but he can’t get enough. He needs more; needs more than he’ll ever have because teaching Zak a lesson is one thing, but there are lines that Lee won’t cross. Of course he can’t control his body’s response and she’s obviously aware of it because she’s sitting right on it and why not, he’s already been humiliated in every sense of the word tonight.
Dimly he hears his brother still counting, but the voice tone has changed, become uncertain and strained. Zak gets to zero and Kara draws back infinitesimally, but Lee’s decided to prove a point. He holds her in place for another ten seconds, carefully counting in his own head and when he finally lets her go catches her bottom lip and holds it for a moment, making an exaggerated sucking sound as they separate.
She licks her lips and looks him square in the eye, grinning approval. Dare accepted indeed.
“Zak,” she announces, face flushed. “Your brother is a really good kisser. I think I’m weak in the knees.” Her laugh is breathless, and just a wee bit too exaggerated. She was proving her own point then.
She climbs off his lap easily and onto Zak’s, kissing him with all the gusto she’s just bestowed on Lee.
Zak’s hands slide along her hips, but his eyes are fixed on his older brother, and he looks a little sick, and a little hurt. Lee finds he doesn’t care; feels his lip curl in response, just a little. You wanted that, little brother.
He swallows a mouthful of ambrosia to wash away the taste of her and deals another hand.