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Poison

Chaos_eternus

Title: Poison
Author: chaos_eternus
Word Count: 581
Date: 08/11/04
Rating: T
Category: Baltar, Songfic
Warnings: none
Summary: Six is Poison on his soul
Spoilers/Disclaimers: Not much unless you havent seen the mini...

For the record: I do not own, nor do I claim ownership of characters or concepts from Battlestar Galactica or the song which is Poison, the name of the artist escapes me right now...


Your cruel deep eyes

Your blood, like ice
One look could kill
My pain, your thrill

Baltar cursed, disgusted by his body's reaction to Number Sixes ministrations, disgusted even worse by himself for enjoying it.

I want to love you but I better not touch (Don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison, I don't want to break these chains

Baltar groaned as the phantom Number 6 moved lower, her lips leaving his, he arched his body forwards, aching for more despite knowing it wasn't real, she wasn't here, it was all just in his mind.

Your mouth, so hot
Your web, I'm caught
Your skin, so wet
Black lace on sweat

His mind might know she was fake, Baltar admitted, but his body had yet to be convinced.

And Baltar was forced to admit to himself, he may be renowned for his mind, but it was his body he was a slave too.

I hear you calling and it's needles and pins (And pins)
I want to hurt you just to hear you screaming my name
Don't want to touch you but you're under my skin (Deep in)
I want to kiss you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison, I don't wanna break these chains
Poison

Baltar moaned, desperately trying to regain control over himself, desperately trying to maintain the illusion of sanity for the watching guards and their cameras.

If he was ever to get out of here, if he was ever to be safe he needed to persuade Adama that he was not a traitor that he had not conspired with the cylons in the destruction of the colonies.

One look could kill
My pain, your thrill
I want to love you but I better not touch (Don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison, I don't wanna break these chains
Poison

But it was useless, she was in him, in a far more personal and invasive way then he had ever been in her.

She was definitely under his skin, in more ways than one.

I want to love you but I better not touch (Don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison, yeah
I don't want to break these chains
Poison, oh no
Runnin' deep inside my veins,
Burnin' deep inside my veins
It's poison
I don't wanna break these chains
Poison

She was poison to his soul, and he was already dead.

Dead because of her, dead in spite of her.

They were seeing this, he knew.

They were seeing his response, but not 6.

If he wanted to convince them he wasn't mad, that he didn't need to be locked up, this wasn't it.

She kissed him again, and he realized that, for the moment, he didn't care.

She was poison, and she was under his skin.