Starbuck followed Apollo to his quarters. He wasn't exactly sure why he
was doing this, but Apollo wasn't objecting. The two warriors needed to be
near each other right now. They'd just endured one of the worst battles
either of them could remember, and each had survived more than one close
call. It was like this whenever one of them was faced with losing the
other. 

This time, though, there was something different going on. Before they
knew it, they were on their way to the bedroom, tearing each others'
clothes off frantically, stopping briefly to kiss every so often,

Together, they fell to the bed, rolling over and over, kissing and sucking
and licking every micron of each others' bodies. Eventually Starbuck ended
up on top and stayed there. He kissed his way down Apollo's neck, leaving
his mark for anyone to see. He progressed down the other man's chest,
being sure to spend plenty of time on each nipple, licking around them
before taking each in his mouth in turn and sucking gently. As he did so,
he cherished the gasps and moans Apollo made. 

He made his way down to Apollo's stomach, then his groin. When he reached
it, he stopped and looked up, a question in his eyes. 

"Yes," Apollo moaned. "Do it."

Starbuck didn't need to be told twice. He began to lick his way from the
tip of Apollo's penis down the shaft, fondling his lover's balls as he did
so. Then he went back up, still running his tongue all around the hard
cock. Finally, he took its entire length into his mouth. Apollo gasped and
bucked at the sensation. 

Starbuck raised his head. "Careful," he admonished. "Don't knock my teeth
out." 

"Please," Apollo begged. "Don't stop."

Starbuck bent his head and went back to lavishing attention on Apollo's
cock. He alternated sucking and licking, using one hand to play with the
sac below. It wasn't long before Apollo cried out, "Sta-a-a-r-buck!" as he
came. 

The blond man swallowed his lover's cum before reaching for a tissue on
the table next to the bed and wiping his mouth. Then he moved back up the
bed and took Apollo into his arms, raining gentle kisses on his face. 

Apollo reached down between his wingmate's legs and took hold of the
hardness he found there.  "What about you?" he asked. 

"What about me?" Starbuck murmured as he kissed Apollo's neck.

"What can I do for you?"

The Lieutenant shrugged. "Whatever you feel like," he answered.

Apollo rolled onto his stomach. "Make love to me," he said.

"What do you think we just did?"

"I want you inside me. I want that togetherness. Nothing between us,"
Apollo clarified. 

"Apollo, are you sure?"

Apollo rolled on to his side and wrapped his arms around Starbuck. He
kissed his lover firmly.  "I'm sure. I want you." Then he thought for a
centon. "But I don't think I have anything for us to use." 

Starbuck reached down beside the bed where he'd discarded his flight
jacket. "I'm always prepared," he said, removing a tube from his pocket. 

"I don't think I want to know why you have that," Apollo muttered.

"Apollo, you know I'm not a virgin, and I'm not celibate either."

Apollo knew, but he didn't want to think about it. He hadn't thought about
making love with Starbuck before - well, okay, he'd thought about it, but
he hadn't expected it to happen. Now that it was happening, he tried not
to think about what would happen when this night was over.  He told
himself that they were just comforting each other after a particularly bad
fight with the Cylons, proving to themselves that they were still alive.
No promises, no expectations.

All thoughts fled from his brain when he felt Starbuck using his fingers
to prepare him. The lube was wet and slippery and a bit cold. The fingers
probed and stretched him, and then he felt the most incredible sensation,
something he'd never felt before. "What was that?" he gasped when he was
able to talk. 

"That, my friend, was your prostate, the focus point for all the wonderful
feelings that I'm going to give you," Starbuck replied. "This is only the
beginning." 

"If this is the beginning, I don't know if I'll still be alive at the
end," Apollo moaned. 

He heard Starbuck chuckle as the other man moved over him. "Are you
ready?" the Lieutenant asked. 

"Yes," Apollo gasped, and he felt Starbuck's cock at his entrance. Then he
felt it pushing slowly inside him. He grunted at the sudden pain.

Starbuck stopped. "Am I hurting you?" he asked worriedly.

"A bit," Apollo admitted. "Just keep going. I'll get used to it."

"You sure?"

"I'm sure. Please, please keep going. I want you inside."

"All right. But if it hurts too much, tell me. I'll stop."

The pain eased and Apollo's cock, which had been spent only a few centons
ago, sprang back to life. He felt full, and it was a bit strange, but when
Starbuck began to move all strangeness fled and he thrust back against
him. He felt a hand slip around and take hold of his cock. 

Apollo groaned at the onslaught coming at him from both ends. Starbuck was
definitely a skilled lover.  Part of him wondered if Starbuck was
experienced at having sex with men; answering his own question, he figured
he had to be, to be this good. 

As he felt his second climax of the evening approach, Apollo clenched his
muscles as tightly as he could around Starbuck's cock, not wanting this to
end.

"Lords, Apollo, if you keep doing that - " Starbuck gasped.

"If I keep doing this, you'll what?" Apollo asked, continuing to grip the
other man as hard as he could. Then, before Starbuck could answer, Apollo
came, spurting into Starbuck's hand and all over the bed. The contractions
of his ass muscles milked a climax from Starbuck at the same time.

"Apollo!" Starbuck cried out he came. "Oh God, Apollo, I love you!" Then
he collapsed against his lover. 

Eventually Apollo gently pushed Starbuck off him and back on to the bed,
trying to avoid the wet spot. He gathered his lover into his arms and
kissed his forehead. "I love you too," he said. 

The two men dozed for a few centons, then Starbuck opened his eyes.
"Apollo?" 

"Mm?" Apollo murmured.

'Did you say that you love me?"

"Yes."

"Oh. Good. Just checking. I love you, you know."

"I know."

"Do you think we could ... could do this again sometime?"

"Any time you like," Apollo answered. "I feel kind of selfish. I came
twice, you only came once." He reached down to Starbuck's crotch. "In
fact, if you wanted to, we could do something about that." 

Starbuck groaned. "Are you insatiable? Thanks for the offer, but I'm too
tired for any more playing right now." Then he added, "Apollo? I don't
want to be with anyone but you from now on." 

"That's good," Apollo answered, "because I don't want to be with anyone
but you." 

"Then I guess we're stuck with each other."

Apollo laughed softly and tightened his arms around his lover. "Go to
sleep," he told him. "We have plenty of time to play, as you put it,
tomorrow." 

"And the day after that and the day after that, I hope," Starbuck
responded. 

"For the rest of our lives."

END