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[una-harlequin.livejournal.com]

((Occurs sometime the week after Bad Fanon Day and the subsequent fallout. Closed to Una and Starbuck.))

Despite occasional temptations to do so, Una had still not cracked open the bottle of moonshine that John Crichton had sent to her back when she'd first arrived.

Given events of the last several days, the temptation was now overwhelming.

She hated drinking alone, though, and being in one of those moods where she wanted to blame the entire male gender for everything that was wrong with the universe, she had absolutely no desire to drink with any of the men or male beings of her acquaintance.

She'd done a fairly crap job of making female friends in this place. She liked Psyche, but there was something eerily not quite right about boozing up with a goddess, especially one who could see through a person with alarming accuracy. Which—

Of course. Starbuck. They'd scarcely seen each other at all since Una had arrived, more was the pity, and that needed to be remedied. And this was as good an excuse as any.

Starbuck,

So I'm not at all sure why I haven't written or visited sooner, as I did enjoy talking to you when I arrived here. Can I make that up to you by offering a drink? I'm afraid it's only the local moonshine, but it's better than nothing. Your place or mine?

-Una Persson

((ETA: Rated PG-13 to R for not especially moderately explicit, but and pretty unmistakable femmeslashiness.))

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[una-harlequin.livejournal.com]

Awkwardness was really the farthest thing from Una's mind at this point. She gasped. "That's—ah, a little more—there." A long, luxurious sigh, and she rolled her hips a little against Starbuck's hand.

[i-have-my-flaws.livejournal.com]

It certainly made her job easier. Starbuck fixed to that spot and rolled just the tip of one finger, leaving the others to apply steady pressure. "Here?"

[una-harlequin.livejournal.com]

"That ... yes." Her hand, which had settled on Starbuck's shoulder, tensed involuntarily, digging in slightly. She made a noise low in her throat that was almost animal, entirely undignified, and absolutely clear in how she felt about what Starbuck was doing.

[i-have-my-flaws.livejournal.com]

"Mmm yeah," Starbuck teased then, picking up her pace and breathing out warm air against Una's ear, her throat. "I think I'll call that a positive reaction." She rubbed a leg up closer, giving Una something to use to extra anchoring if she wanted.

[una-harlequin.livejournal.com]

Una started to respond in the affirmative as she shifted closer to Starbuck, twining their legs, but any coherent words were cut off by a shudder that started in her belly and soon overtook her whole body; she buried her face in the crook of Starbuck's neck and let out a low cry that cracked and went ragged as she let herself go.

[i-have-my-flaws.livejournal.com]

She hummed a little for encouragement and kissed Una's temple, making sure not to get to rough at the end, as she knew what a buzz killer that could be. Starbuck took a deep breath then, and to her own surprise, giggled.

[una-harlequin.livejournal.com]

Still a bit hazy from it all, Una took a few deep breaths as she came back to herself. A final slow exhale, which she found turning into a giggle as well.

"Quick study indeed," she breathed. "Top marks all around."