Title: Pie
      Author: Betty

      Date: Nov 2000
      Rating: NC-17
      Category: Slash
      Pairing: Starbuck/Apollo
      Disclaimer: I don't own them.
      Distribution: Please let me know where.
      Feedback: er.br@sympatico.ca

      Summary: Starbuck and Apollo have fun with pie.

      Starbuck slunk through the corridors of the Battlestar. Hiding into 
      alcoves, and around corners if anyone came from the other direction.

      In his arms he carried a box. In the box was the most delectable, 
      delicious pumpkin pie that was ever made. He was also carrying a bag, and 
      the bag contained six cans of whipped cream. Starbuck had a plan, a very 
      evil, wicked plan, for the pie.

      When he reached Apollo's quarters, he punched in the code and entered.

      The room was dark. Tip toeing to the bedroom and peeking in, he saw that 
      Apollo had fallen asleep on top of the covers, waiting for Starbuck to 
      arrive. Starbuck stood above Apollo, taking in the sight of that naked 
      body. The smooth back, the round firm buttocks. Grinning evilly, Starbuck 
      removed the pie from the box and started spreading the still warm, but not 
      to warm, custard over Apollo's butt cheeks.

      Apollo moaned softly ,but did not waken. Starbuck continued to spread the 
      warm custard until Apollo's buttocks were completely covered and the pie 
      shell was empty. Then he reached for the whipped cream. Shaking the can, 
      Starbuck then covered the custard with whipped cream. He heard Apollo 
      mumble "cold" once, but continued his work.

      Then, after removing his clothes, Starbuck lay down between Apollo's long 
      slim legs, and started licking.

      Apollo woke, moaning. He could feel Starbuck's hot tongue licking his ass, 
      plus something else. Starbuck was licking something off his ass.

      "Oh Starbuck, what did you do? Oh that feels so good," Apollo moaned.

      Starbuck didn't answer, Apollo could hear him slurping, and lapping at his 
      butt. Enjoying his little snack. He could feel Starbuck's tongue lapping 
      between the crack of his buttocks, it felt so good. Then he heard a can 
      being shaken, and knew what it was.

      "Why are you putting whipped cream on me?" Apollo moaned

      "Mmmmmmm good, taste so good."

      "Me, or the whipped cream?" more moans.

      "Mmmmmmm both."

      Grabbing Apollo by the hips, Starbuck pulled his love up so he was on his 
      hands and knees. Shaking the whipped cream can once more, he inserted it 
      into Apollo's puckered opening.

      "AAAAAAAAAA THAT`S COLD!" Apollo screamed as he woke from his dream, only 
      to see Starbuck standing beside the bed.

      Holding a pumpkin pie, and a can of whipped cream.

      The End?