Date: 2008-04-29 10:21 pm (UTC)
No, Lee hated giving orders. He'd never asked to be in the Fleet, or a pilot, or be promoted to CAG and then XO and then CO on the Pegasus. First, it had been expectations and assumptions from everyone in the world who knew his father, and then after the attack, it had been responsibility. Lee could do these things, could take on these duties, so he did. But leading soldiers had never been his dream.

But to Sharon, he said, "Yes". Not because he wanted to give orders. Even as the pressure of his shaft pushing against her throat made him groan and pant, the understanding made itself known. He wanted control of something. This situation was going to be it. He could tell her what he wanted, and he had the power to give her what she wanted. Lee could be in charge of himself.

Sharon's mouth sped up and down his length. Lee felt tongue and lips and even teeth working on him, watched as Sharon's hair shook out loose and wild and fanned across his lap. He gasped as he felt her drawing him closer and closer to the end, faster and faster. "Gods, Sharon... I'm going to..."

Lee had only just the smallest bit more warning than he was able to give her before he exploded.
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