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Better Than Chocolate

Title: Better than Chocolate
Rating: PG-13
Words: ~1200
Pairing/Characters: Kara/Lee
Setting: S1, after "You Can't Go Home Again."
Summary:  She can either spend her time picking fuzz off her blanket, worrying about whether she’d ever get in the cockpit again, or reading the bodice ripper Kat left with her as a joke
A/N: Happy birthday to somewhereapart who prompted me with "romance novels" and "dark chocolate". Thank you to callmeonetrack for her lovely beta work. 


His blue eyes were ice as they wandered over her lithe form. She could feel the coldness of his gaze freezing her nipples into tight buds. Her heart pounded like the rain beneath her chest as it rose and fell with heaving breaths full of anticipation. She could feel her portal of femininity growing slicker by the moment.

What a load of crap! 
Kara snorts a laugh as she turns the page.

Reading romance novels has always been at the bottom of the list of things she’s wanted to do in her life. However, sitting around sickbay is boring as hell and she can either spend her time picking fuzz off her blanket, worrying about whether she’d ever get in the cockpit again, or reading the bodice ripper Kat left with her as a joke. She was just high enough off the pain medication to pick the last one.

She’s in the middle of a passage about his manhood stirring awake as though blessed with a life of its own when she hears a set of footsteps stopping short at the end of her bed. She glances up over the top of the book to see Lee shutting the curtain behind him, before turning towards her. He glances at the book before she snaps it closed and sets it aside, face—or heaving bosoms, rather—down.

“Doc Cottle has you on some pretty good drugs, huh?” he asks with a light smile.

She should snap at him, ask him why the hell it took him so long to show up. She’s been lying around here for three days and it wasn’t as though she needed him to visit her, but she’s been getting more and more pissed that he apparently couldn’t be bothered to even come and check on her. Not like he had any real reason to; she’s just an injured pilot, and the CAG would have his hands full dealing with the ones that could actually still fly, not to mention the nuggets.  (The Lords only knew what they were getting up to without her around to keep them in line.)

Still, he could’ve taken five frakking minutes to see how she was. He would have gotten an earful had he popped in an hour ago. But of course he shows up now, when her brain’s fuzzy from the meds. Plus, he’s looking slightly pathetic as he tries to keep his gaze away from her knee, so she decides to take pity on him and settles herself back against her pillows. “Yeah. Real good.”

He lets out a deep breath, sitting down at the edge of the bed. “I have something for you,” he says, undoing the button on his breast pocket of his uniform and drawing out a small square wrapped in blue foil. He presses it into her palm. “It’s not much but—”

She’s already not listening, eyes wide as she stares at the gift. “Holy shit; Lee, where did you get this?”

“I have my ways.”

She turns the piece of chocolate over in her hands. It’s barely bigger than a cubit, but her mouth is already salivating because she can’t remember the last time she tasted something sweet. Kara doesn’t make a move to unwrap it though—she’s well aware that it has to be one of the most valuable things in Lee’s possession right now. “I can’t take this.”

“Oh no,” he shakes his head when she tries to give it back to him. A teasing smirk crosses his lips. “It has your girl germs on it now. I don’t want it back.”

“Are you five?” Her left eyebrow quirks upward and she forces it into his hand. “It’s worth too much; you could trade it for socks or razors or…” she trailed off as he peeled back the wrapper.

“Open.”

“You’re kidding me.”

“I’m not leaving until you eat this,” he pauses, and his eyelids lower. “You’re already in sickbay. Are you gonna make me smack you in the mouth, lieutenant?” She raises an eyebrow but she can’t hide the smile that crosses her face.

“Alright. Half,” she concedes, but pointedly adds, “you have the rest.”

He gives a slow nod as he breaks the chocolate in two. “Deal. Now open up.”

She gives a huff and rolls her eyes but she knows he’s just going to pull rank on her again, so she opens her mouth and lets him feed it to her.

And wow, it’s good. Kara closes her eyes, focusing on the chocolate because she’s probably never going to get another piece of it in her life. She never really cared too much about “quality” but she knows the expensive shit when she tastes it—strong flavor, creamy texture, and just the right amount of sweetness without being nauseating.

On the list of things she’s going to miss about the way life used to be, she’s pretty sure that chocolate makes up the entire list.

She opens her eyes again when she feels Lee’s fingers on her cheek. He’s close, too close, and she wants to ask him what the hell he’s doing, but before she can get her mouth open, he’s breathing, “I don’t know what I would’ve done if you didn’t come back,” and then his lips seal over hers. It has to be the drugs, because she’s threading her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer and basking in the sweetness of it.

It’s better than the chocolate.

There are a million reasons she should just push him away, because he’s Lee and she’s Kara and what he deserves and what she can give him will never be the same thing. But…this feeling is overwhelming. And she almost thinks she can lie to herself, because the gods know she has enough practice, but just as she’s about to lose herself, give herself over completely, she feels a white hot pain shoot through her leg. She bites back her groan as Lee pulls himself back. “Oh shit, Kara. I’m sorry, are you—”

“I’m fine. Look, I’m…” She has to duck her head, because she can’t look in those eyes (blue, but definitely not icy) and lie right now when her heart is still pounding and she feels so damn scared it might all choke her. “I’m tired so—”

“Yeah.” Pause. “Alright. You get some rest.”

When he’s gone, she falls back against her pillow, her eyes squeezed tightly shut. That, she thinks, is exactly why she can never have him. They could have that—those little moments. But anything more and…well, in the end, one of them would get hurt. She shifts, trying to get as comfortable as she can and lets sleep take over.

When she wakes up, it’s a few hours later and her knee is starting to throb once more. She reaches for the book to pass the time until Cottle comes around with another hit of the magic meds. Sitting on the cover, which she notes with chagrin is now turned face up, is a skinny little rectangle. It’s wrapped in crinkled blue foil, and she fights back the smile as hard as she can because she frakking told him she wasn’t going to have the whole thing. She sets it back down, wondering when she’ll see him next so she can make him take it back.

The book isn’t quite as amusing when she isn’t stoned out of her mind. She can’t really bring herself to laugh at the kiss that began as a skirmish, but it grew in intensity until their tongues were doing battle with one another—not when the feel of Lee’s lips on hers is one of the few things she can pick out of her earlier drug-induced haze.

As she shoves the book aside again, she catches sight of the blue foil. Fine, she thinks as she turns the chocolate over in her hands. She snaps the rectangle in two and pops one half into her mouth, letting it melt against her tongue.

Gods, it’s good—too good—but if that’s the way he wants it…
 
She wraps up the last piece and sticks it under her pillow to save for later.

--End--



Comments

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somewhereapart
Aug. 31st, 2009 04:10 am (UTC)
*bounces and twirls* Yayyyyyy, I love it! Vintage pilots and trashybad romance novels and chocolate and awkward sexiness and *sigh* It's perfect. I'm just sad I don't have an appropriate season 1 pilot icon for it. Home hugs will have to do.
rayruz
Aug. 31st, 2009 04:14 am (UTC)
Home hugs work just fine! Happy birthday hon! :)
somewhereapart
Aug. 31st, 2009 04:22 am (UTC)
Thanks!
workerbee73
Aug. 31st, 2009 05:14 am (UTC)
Oh this is great! You had me at girl germs! : D
rayruz
Aug. 31st, 2009 12:29 pm (UTC)
Hehe.. I'm glad the girl germs thing wasn't too silly.
mintenergy
Aug. 31st, 2009 06:25 am (UTC)
Aw, man. I know what I want from you for my birthday :D This was an amazing one shot, I love it. So poignant and hilarious all at once. What a lovely b-day gift!
rayruz
Aug. 31st, 2009 12:28 pm (UTC)
I'm glad you enjoyed it! :D
callmeonetrack
Aug. 31st, 2009 02:27 pm (UTC)
YAY! **claps hands** I didn't think you'd post it so early!

You know I love it. Better than chocolate indeed. ;) Lee's little pathetic not-look at her knee, Kara trying to hide her romance novel. THEY'RE SO CUTE!!
rayruz
Aug. 31st, 2009 02:30 pm (UTC)
:D I'm a sucker for posting things at midnight. What can I say? *squishes the tiny pilots* Oh them.

Thank you for your help! And glad you liked it!
ecstaticdance
Aug. 31st, 2009 02:48 pm (UTC)
Haha! I can totally see Kara going all pouty and "FINE!" about the chocolate he left behind. And then taking another little piece and thinking about him the whole time. So fun.
rayruz
Aug. 31st, 2009 02:50 pm (UTC)
She was totally thinking about him while eating the chocolate. :) Mmmm. Glad you enjoyed!
rdave1
Aug. 31st, 2009 04:10 pm (UTC)
This was so sweet! I love old bantery pilots and when chocolate is involved you know it is going to be fun.

I love the "girl germs" part, that had me falling off my chair. I expect something like that from Kara but when Lee says it, it is hysterical.

Great work!
rayruz
Aug. 31st, 2009 04:12 pm (UTC)
I could see Lee resorting to that level when he really wants something... like to make her take the chocolate... I'm glad you liked this.
rdave1
Aug. 31st, 2009 08:51 pm (UTC)
That Lee is one smart cookie, don't let those good looks fool ya.:)
ds888
Aug. 31st, 2009 04:54 pm (UTC)
"It’s better than the chocolate."

Damn right it is :)
rayruz
Aug. 31st, 2009 05:36 pm (UTC)
New meaning to om nom nom, eh?
eugis
Aug. 31st, 2009 05:31 pm (UTC)
Aw, this is so sweet. Their banter is so cute and bad romance novels and chocolate are a perfect combination. So lovely. :)
rayruz
Aug. 31st, 2009 05:34 pm (UTC)
:) Thank you!
isla_verdad
Sep. 30th, 2009 11:13 pm (UTC)
Love the sweetness. Especially of the chocolatey-kissing kind. And the call back line from 33 - perfect! Cute piloooooots!
rayruz
Oct. 2nd, 2009 01:19 pm (UTC)
Thank you so much. :)
nazkey
Jan. 27th, 2011 09:58 am (UTC)
her portal of femininity LOL. It's even better than "most secret places!"

what he deserves and what she can give him will never be the same thing. THIS right here, is the problem! Oh Kara, Kara, Kara. Don't you understand that what he WANTS trumps everything and what he wants is you? Gah.

Great snippet bb. I love these "moments in time" type of fics because they're almost like background glimpses ... things that they didn't show us, but could've (should've?) happened. Love it.
rayruz
Jan. 28th, 2011 03:24 pm (UTC)
I swear, I did my research! I looked for quotes from bad romance novels and stole them!!

This is one of my favorite things I wrote.
Deenohh Vo
Feb. 10th, 2014 11:28 pm (UTC)
Just another little story about Kara being dishonest with herself - about a whole bunch of things. For a girl who fancies herself as "tough" she sure is a coward!! Its ok to be with Sam but not Lee? OK to frak Baltar but not Lee? OK to be with Zak but not Lee? She's hurt a lot of people trying to push Lee away then try and pull him back in, Lee (& herself) most of all. Like Romo said "if you need all that strength" to try and stay away whats the point?
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