Holding a Flame, Geebersjen
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het_reccersFandom Category: Battlestar Galactica
Pairing: William Adama/Laura Roslin
Fic Title: Holding a Flame
Author: geebersjen
Link: http://74.53.27.162/~mujaji/adamaroslin/viewstory.php?sid=683
Rating/Warning(s): T
Genre: Romance, drama.
WIP?: nope. all finished.
Why This Must Be Read: I have been systematically reading through everything over at Survival Instinct since i got into BSG not long ago. I stumbled across this gem and couldn't stop until i finished. Its a great take after the Season 3 final, and touches mostly on the dreams shared between Laura/Caprica 6/Athena, and offers a brilliant reveal about why they're all sharing them. Along the way, Laura and Bill's relationship changes and Laura stuggles to come to grips on her own past demons before she believes she can move forward with Bill. All up, a brilliant story, well thought out and written.
plus, bonus points for Bill and Zarek both fighting for Laura's affection. Bill's more possessive side never fails to amuse.
Then, as he continued gaining ground he felt Laura move the slightest bit toward him. She moved and he could feel her breath. He moved and he could smell his shampoo on her hair. They both continue to pull together, the space between there lips decreasing slowly. Bill leaned in as far as he was willing to go and waited to see if Laura would go the rest of the way. This was getting very close to the line but Bill couldn’t do anything to stop it.
She did not hesitate, not even for a second. He knew she was fully aware of what she was doing. He felt her soft lips touch his own. Her tender kiss was unlike anything he had ever experienced. Bill couldn’t remember the last time he had kissed a woman but he did remember no kiss had ever made him feel like this. There was barely enough to Laura’s kiss to make him think it was not a platonic gesture.
Laura’s kiss. Just the sound of those two words together was like standing at the base of an erupting volcano. This was playing with fire. This was holding a flame; this was daring to control it. Adama had to put it out but he was tantalized by the flickering light, the warmth, the passionate burn from getting too close. The restraint and the pull he felt both at once.
Pairing: William Adama/Laura Roslin
Fic Title: Holding a Flame
Author: geebersjen
Link: http://74.53.27.162/~mujaji/adamaroslin/viewstory.php?sid=683
Rating/Warning(s): T
Genre: Romance, drama.
WIP?: nope. all finished.
Why This Must Be Read: I have been systematically reading through everything over at Survival Instinct since i got into BSG not long ago. I stumbled across this gem and couldn't stop until i finished. Its a great take after the Season 3 final, and touches mostly on the dreams shared between Laura/Caprica 6/Athena, and offers a brilliant reveal about why they're all sharing them. Along the way, Laura and Bill's relationship changes and Laura stuggles to come to grips on her own past demons before she believes she can move forward with Bill. All up, a brilliant story, well thought out and written.
plus, bonus points for Bill and Zarek both fighting for Laura's affection. Bill's more possessive side never fails to amuse.
Then, as he continued gaining ground he felt Laura move the slightest bit toward him. She moved and he could feel her breath. He moved and he could smell his shampoo on her hair. They both continue to pull together, the space between there lips decreasing slowly. Bill leaned in as far as he was willing to go and waited to see if Laura would go the rest of the way. This was getting very close to the line but Bill couldn’t do anything to stop it.
She did not hesitate, not even for a second. He knew she was fully aware of what she was doing. He felt her soft lips touch his own. Her tender kiss was unlike anything he had ever experienced. Bill couldn’t remember the last time he had kissed a woman but he did remember no kiss had ever made him feel like this. There was barely enough to Laura’s kiss to make him think it was not a platonic gesture.
Laura’s kiss. Just the sound of those two words together was like standing at the base of an erupting volcano. This was playing with fire. This was holding a flame; this was daring to control it. Adama had to put it out but he was tantalized by the flickering light, the warmth, the passionate burn from getting too close. The restraint and the pull he felt both at once.
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