Fic: That One Time, On the Flight Deck, Kara/Cally, R, season three, no warnings 2/2

[lanalucy]

“Kara, no offense, but I don’t want to hear about your love life with Sam Anders. I want you to get to work.”

“Yes, sir,” she said cheekily. “Right away, boss.”

Cally growled, and Kara sat up to pull off her shirt.

“Bra, too.”

“Cally, you sneaky bitch, you’re a closet domme.”

Cally blushed. Kara pulled off her shirt, then wriggled out of her bra and laid down, her hands finishing unbuttoning Cally’s shirt. She trailed her fingers over Cally’s belly, feather-light, and on the sensitive skin under her breasts. She reached down to pull Cally’s leg over her hip, and Cally groaned.

“What?”

“Just feels good. There is nothing really comfortable at this point, but having something solid between my legs helps ease the ache in my hips.”

“Having something between your legs makes you feel better? Mmm. Makes me feel better, too. Lots.” She looked at Cally and they both burst into giggles.

Cally sobered up. “Can you…?” She looked down.

“What?

“Can you um…” She stroked her fingers over Kara’s mouth and looked down again.

Oh. “There’s not going to be milk, is there?” Kara made a face.

“No milk until after the baby’s born.”

“You’ll have to tell me if I hurt you. With any of this, not just this.”

“I will. I promise.”

Kara sat up so she could work Cally’s sports bra over her breasts, and laid back down. She scooted lower in the bed, using her left hand to squeeze Cally gently. Cally groaned. “Good?” Cally nodded. Kara bent forward, rubbing her nose and cheeks over Cally’s skin. She watched at Cally’s nipples contracted, then flicked out her tongue to touch it. “You’re supposed to be bossing me, sir.”

“Harder. I want you to suck on it.”

Kara swept her thumb back and forth over Cally’s right nipple and took her left in her mouth, sucking gently, waiting for directions.

“Hard. Harder, I mean.”

She sucked harder, and Cally shivered. Her hand found Kara’s hip.

“Good. Now the other one.”

“You’re getting into this.”

“Shut up, Kara.” She put her hand over her mouth. “Oops. Sorry.”

Kara shook her head. “Nope. For now, we’re going to pretend I was never an officer, and you were never enlisted. We’re just two friends helping each other out. Okay? So whatever you need to say or do to make this work, do it. The whole point is to make you come, right?”

Cally nodded.

“Okay, so make that happen. Tell me what’s working and what’s not. You’re the boss, right up until you walk out of the tent, hopefully in labor.”

“Stop talking, then, and start sucking again.” Cally blushed, but she said it. In other circumstances, Kara would probably have been proud of her.

“Yes, sir.”

Cally groaned softly, and Kara smirked at her. “Right. Sucking, sir.” She sucked the left nipple again, feeling the way Cally’s hand flexed on her hip, using that as her guide for how it was working. She pulled off, licking around the nipple to keep it a little wet, then moved to the other side. She didn’t work up to it on this side, just sucked Cally in, using her hand on the breast to massage the soft tissue.

Cally’s fingers dug into Kara’s hip. “Mmm. Gods, it’s been a long time. It feels so good. Keep going.”

Something nudged her forearm and she froze. “What the frak was that?”

Cally giggled. “That was the baby. Kicking you. He likes it, too.”

“Okay, no. We’re not talking about the baby and what he likes while I’m doing this. No. That’s just too…”

Cally drew her fingers across her lips in the symbol for zipping her lips. “Noted. Cally likes it. Get back to work.”

“Better.” Cally raised a brow. “ Yes, sir.” Kara smiled at her, reached up to kiss Cally again and bent to her breasts again. When she thought Cally should be at least a little bit hot, she moved her hand in little circles over Cally’s belly and into her panties. Well, don’t have to wonder if she’s getting anything out of it. She smiled a little around Cally’s nipple and sucked harder.

Cally’s leg over her hip jerked when Kara dipped her fingers into her. “Yes. Oh gods.”

Kara didn’t work her hard. Even with Cally’s reassurances, she was afraid to hurt her, but her gentle thrusts seemed to be working. Cally was still talking, but it was mostly nonsense now. She grazed her thumb over Cally’s clit and Cally moaned.

“More. Harder, Kara. Please.”

Kara let her thumb rest on Cally’s clit, moving only because her fingers were going harder inside her. When she felt Cally’s orgasm start, she felt for the spot on the inside, and pressed harder on her clit, working her fingers and thumb together until she felt the first contractions start.

“Gods. Yes. Frak! Oh, keep going.”

Kara slowed everything back down and started sucking on Cally’s nipple again, keeping everything at the same pace, and within a minute, Cally’s leg was shaking, and her hand was over her mouth holding back her moans. Kara kept going until Cally tugged at her wrist to lay it on her belly.

Cally’s chest was heaving, and her belly hardened under Kara’s palm.

“What the frak?”

“It’s a contraction, Kara. I think it worked.”

She kept her hand on Cally’s belly, and after a few minutes, it happened again. Cally pulled her bra back down over her breasts, and started to button her shirt. There was another hardening under Kara's hand. “Okay. That’s three.”

“You should help me up now.”

Kara backed off the cot, yanked her shirt on without the bra and bent to help Cally up. She straightened Cally’s clothes and pulled her coat off the chair she’d put it on earlier. “Let’s go find Cottle.”

“I think that might be a good idea. But first…”

Kara turned back to her, and Cally pulled her close. She put her arms around Kara and hugged her awkwardly. “Thank you. I was getting desperate.”

“I’d say anytime, but maybe you should make your husband do it next time.”

Cally sighed. “Can you imagine Galen Tyrol letting me boss him around?”

“Maybe, maybe not, but there’s no end to what some guys will do to get laid. You can make it happen.”

“You think so?” She sucked in a sharp breath.

“You tell him he’s not getting any until he plays a game with you, he’ll come around.”

They grinned at each other, and Cally said, “Take me to Cottle.”

“Yes, sir.”

“I really do love hearing that.”

Comments

[femme-slash-fan.livejournal.com]

Uhm.... GUH?

I'm probably drooling a whole lot right now :)

[lanalucy]

Drool. The ultimate in kudos for a porn writer. :D

Thanks! Glad you enjoyed it.

[femme-slash-fan.livejournal.com]

You are very welcome.

(also, first pregnancy porn I've read in forever)

[lanalucy]

As soon as I finished the other one, I knew when I could have this one happening, but it took me a couple of days too long to figure out the how - why Cally would come to Kara for that.

Been a long time since I was pregnant, but I remember hoping orgasms would make me go into labor. lol

[femme-slash-fan.livejournal.com]

Wow. I love the idea of Galen being a bit... timid.

Awwwh LOL. Never been there to be honest.

[lanalucy]

In this case, I think it's more that he's used to the rough and tumble Cally, who can hold her own on the flight deck, and he's just not convinced that pregnant Cally is still Cally. Men are weird.

But yeah, it's an interesting emotional context for him, not being the in-charge, assertive guy we usually see.

[femme-slash-fan.livejournal.com]

Men are very weird, I agree on that.

It's kinda cute (and fitting since he does have a canon freak out moment... I think)