I heat up, I can't cool down
You got me spinnin'
'Round and 'round
'Round and 'round and 'round it goes
Where it stops nobody knows

Every time you call my name
I heat up like a burnin' flame
Burnin' flame full of desire
Kiss me baby, let the fire get higher

Abra-abra-cadabra
I want to reach out and grab ya
Abra-abra-cadabra
Abracadabra

You make me hot, you make me sigh
You make me laugh, you make me cry
Keep me burnin' for your love
With the touch of a velvet glove

Abra-abra-cadabra
I want to reach out and grab ya
Abra-abra-cadabra
Abracadabra

I feel the magic in your caress
I feel magic when I touch your dress
Silk and satin, leather and lace
Black panties with an angel's face

I see magic in your eyes
I hear the magic in your sighs
Just when I think I'm gonna get away
I hear those words that you always say

Abra-abra-cadabra
I want to reach out and grab ya
Abra-abra-cadabra
Abracadabra

Every time you call my name
I heat up like a burnin' flame
Burnin' flame full of desire
Kiss me baby, let the fire get higher

I heat up, I can't cool down
My situation goes 'round and 'round
I heat up, I can't cool down
My situation goes 'round and 'round
I heat up, I can't cool down
My situation goes 'round and 'round

~The Steve Miller Band

I looked up from my handheld vidgame at Apollo. He was still bent over his desk, hard at work. Did the man never relax and just have fun? Of course, I know damn good and well he does, but sometimes that's hard to remember. I love the way his hair shines- look at that, the light makes a stripe right down the side. Cool.

Hmmm... that song is in my head again. Abra, abracadabra... I hope my humming doesn't disturb him too much. That song had the right of it, not only do I want to reach out and grab him, but he makes me so hot...! Damn, I can still hardly believe how intense everything is with him, even after nearly a year. I should have taken a chance on him earlier. But oh well, at least everything worked out all right at last.

Oops, he's moving. Back to the vid... even though I'd rather watch him stretch. Yum.

He twisted around in his chair to face me. "Starbuck, what is it you're humming?"

"Oh, nothing. It's just a song I heard earlier- a catchy little tune, reminds me of you." I hit him with one of my more suggestive looks and was rewarded with a smile and a spark of interest.

"And how's it do that, hmm?"

I stood up and moved towards him in time with the music in my head. "Abra, abracadabra- I want to reach out and grab you." I ran a hand down his chest and went down to my knees in front of him.

He laughed.

"Every time you call my name I heat up like a burnin' flame. Burnin' flame, full of desire, kiss me baby, let the fire get higher..." I kissed him, already feeling quite a bit of fire in my veins. His hands drew me closer and I felt my blood heat up several more degrees. "I can't remember all of it," I apologized.

"Hmm, that's okay," he smiled. I stared into his eyes. Sometimes I just can't help myself, I have to stare at his eyes- they are so beautiful, so vivid. I wonder, would I have ever have even noticed him, if not for those lovely eyes? Yeah, probably- he and I were meant to be together. Even though we took a while to figure out sex is an even better way to be together than friendship... Hmm, speaking of sex-

"You make me hot," I sang softly, with an overdramatic leer, "you make me sigh," and I did. I stroked his face lightly, then worked my way down until I was under his tunic. "You make me laugh, you make me cry." I made a ridiculously sad face, and he laughed again. "Keep me burnin' for your love with the touch of a velvet glove." Velvet glove? No. This was velvet skin. It never failed to amaze me, how soft his skin was. My hands loved it.

"Velvet glove..." he said. I could tell he was distracted by what my hands were doing, even without looking down at the growing lump in his pants. "Sounds interesting. Might be nice sometime. Kinda kinky."

"Hmm..." I smiled and ran my lips lightly down the side of his neck, to reach the point just above his collar which always drove him nuts. "Can't remember the rest, but there was something about silk and satin, leather and lace." Mmm, he tastes salty. I want to lick him everywhere, but I'll settle for this exposed patch of neck- for now, anyways.

"Satin and leather... oh, my." His eyes closed and he tilted his head back to allow me easier access. "May have to try that, could be fun."

Apollo in black leather... or the feel of satin, sliding against my skin... oh, my. Suddenly, I'm way too hot for all these clothes. I peeled out of my shirt and undid his as well, taking time to kiss and caress his chest as it was exposed. I laughed a little under my breath and decided he needed a little torment to make up for working so late. I mean, really- tonight of all nights. Boxey's staying the night at a friend's house. We have the place entirely to ourselves until midafternoon tomorrow. Amazingly enough, neither of us is on duty until toworrow evening. So what's he do with the blessed privacy? He works.

I kissed lightly all around his chest, coming near each nipple, but definitely not touching. He got goosebumps.

"Want to take this in the bedroom?" he asked, his voice just the way I like to hear it- all rough with passion.

I nibbled along the bottom of his ribcage as I considered. "No... no, I don't think so."

"You don't?" He was nearly panting for breath now.

"No, I don't." I flicked my tongue quickly over just the tip of his nipple. He gasped and jumped. "I'd rather stay out here. I've an idea that the couch might be rather useful."

"Oh really?" His hand tangled in my hair, trying to guide my mouth towards a nipple. I smiled and continued to tease him. Not yet, my beautiful Apollo, not yet. First I want to see you squirming.

"Yes, really. Strip and I'll show you." I darted in and sucked at his nipple for a split second. I'm not sure what the noise he just made was, but it sounded good. I grinned and pulled away.

"Damn you, Bucko- what are you trying to do to me?" he growled. I got little shivers up and down my spine at the look in his eyes.

"Trying to get you as hot as I am," I replied, stroking his dick through his pants. He pressed against my hand.

"I already am- can't you tell?"

I grinned and jumped up and backwards. "Nope," I laughed. "If you were as hot as me-" I peeled out of my remaining clothing quickly- "you'd be bending over that couch, naked as a jaybird."

He was up and stripping in a flash. I watched with great appreciation, as always, for the body I loved so dearly. When he was totally naked, he stepped in close to me for a kiss which had both of us clutching desperately at each other in an attempt to stay upright. Wow. He was some kisser. I eventually pulled away and pushed him towards the couch. "On your knees, hands on the couch," I panted. Wow. Words couldn't begin to describe the effects of an Apollo kiss. I paused briefly to fish some lube out of my discarded jacket and smiled at the sight before me.

"Man, you have a cute ass," I said, licking my lips.

He wiggled it. "I know. You tell me often enough." I could hear the smug grin in his voice.

"Frack! That's cold." I rubbed the slippery gel on with a shiver.

"Seems like you should know enough by now to warm it up first," he said over his shoulder, with an insolent grin. I swatted his ass lightly with my slimy hand.

"Knock it off, you," I growled playfully. I knelt behind him, hands on his hips. I leaned forward and bit his neck, chewing lightly and licking, as my hand reached around to grab a handful of hot dick. An incoherent moan rose from him. "Do you want me?"

"Yes, oh yes..." He pushed back against me with that eager butt. I smiled. Funny how the mighty Captain actually liked being dominated a bit- by me, anyway. I slipped a finger inside to see if he was ready- yeah, I'll say. Nice and relaxed and hot... seems dear Apollo was right, he really is as hot as me. I pulled the finger out and guided myself in, just a little bit at a time. He tried to push back against me, but I was in a position of complete control and kept him from hurrying my pace.

"Oh no you don't.." I pulled back, almost all the way out.

"Starbuck!"

I put my hands on his hips and whispered in his ear, licking between words. "What do you want? Do you want me to fuck you?"

"Please..." It was a barely audible whimper.

"I can't hear you." I nipped his earlobe.

"Please!" Much louder. "Fuck me now." That was quiet again. I knew it kind of embarassed him to say things like that, so I gave him his reward.

"Okay, if you're sure you want it..."

"Yes!"

He cried out as I obliged and slid all the way in. I lost all coherent thoughts at the feel of him, hot and moist and writhing beneath me- if this wasn't heaven, it was as close as I ever wanted to get. I stroked his dick hard and fast, working into a rhythm. Our cries and moans mingled together until I felt him arch his back and shoot into the palm of my hand as it rubbed across the head of his dick. That set me off, and I came hard.

The world exploded into glory. I eventually came back to myself, to find I was draped across Apollo's back. He in turn had fallen forward and was draped across the couch. I pulled out reluctantly and kissed right between his shoulderblades.

"I love you, my Apollo."

 

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