Who Says Revenge Must Be Served Cold? - A Birthday Fic For Rita
By: Betty
Rating: NC-17
Category: light BDSM-Birthday fic
Pairing: Apollo/Starbuck
Summary: Apollo is a little too rough on Starbuck, so he gets paid
back in the end.
Warnings: Bondage and some people might take this as a rape.
Thanks to Karo for the beta and suggestions for improvement.

Happy birthday Rita, hope you have a happy one. And I hope you like
this little snippet.

Starbuck was face down on Apollo's large bed, struggling against the
bonds on his wrists and ankles that kept him spread-eagled on the bed.
His cock felt overly engorged because of the tight cock ring Apollo
had placed on it earlier, just before they had gone to the OC for
dinner.  Now it rubbed against the bed sheets, the pressure making him
desperate, making him yearn for a much-needed orgasm.

"Apollo, you tied them too tight this time - my circulation is being
cut off," he told his lover, fear showing in his voice.

"The bonds are fine. Now be quiet or I'll be forced to gag you as
well," Apollo replied sternly as he tied a blindfold around his
captive's eyes.

"No, don't blindfold me!" Starbuck pleaded.

"You know you love it when I'm forceful with you, and your pleading
just turns me on all the more." Apollo chuckled as he climbed on top
of Starbuck and gave each round, firm cheek a hard slap.

"Ow, that hurt!" Starbuck cried out. He wasn't in the mood to play
rough, tonight he wanted it slow and gentle.

Knowing that his lover loved to be dominated this way, and loving to
dominate, Apollo covered his hard cock with lube - he didn't want to
be *too* rough - and plunged himself inside.

"Ahhhhhhhh, you didn't stretch me - ow, that hurts!" Starbuck screamed
as Apollo started thrusting before allowing him to get used to the
fullness inside him.

The cries urged Apollo on, and he thrust faster, pounding into
Starbuck so hard the bed bounced against the floor. The more Starbuck
screamed and begged Apollo to stop, the harder he would thrust. This
was part of the game, and Apollo completely believed that it was what
Starbuck wanted.

Suddenly Apollo stiffened and growled as his orgasm spurted out of
him,  his hot sperm shooting deep into Starbuck's ass. He collapsed
onto Starbuck's back, panting for a few moments to catch his breath.

Sitting up and slapping Starbuck's butt again, he untied the bonds to
his lovers wrist and ankles, then said "I'm going to take a
turbo-wash. You come and join me and maybe I'll let you come." With
that Apollo jumped off the bed and headed into the washroom.

Starbuck waited another few moments, then slowly sat up. His butt hurt
like Hades and his cock begged for release. Vowing revenge, he ripped
off the cock strap, biting his lips to keep from crying out as he
came. When he heard the water in the shower start he knew exactly what
he would do, sure Apollo might - no would - get mad, but he didn't
care.

Dressing quickly he tip-toed to the washroom door and peeked inside.
As always, Apollo's back was facing the shower stall door, so he
didn't see Starbuck enter the room. Chuckling softly, Starbuck crept
to the turbo-flush and placed his hand on the plunger knob.

With a wicked grin he said, "Get ready for a big surprise, Apollo!"
and flushed the toilet.

Apollo let out a loud yelp.

Laughing hysterically, and satisfied with his revenge, Starbuck left
Apollo's quarters, heading for the OC and a well-deserved drink.