Oh this little shit. Kara Thrace is the second biggest pain in the ass he knows, right alongside Vash the Stampede. Her trouble is less about getting him killed and more about humiliated and on his knees, but maybe he's rather take that.

....He can think about a thing or two he'd rather take, dammit. Tongue swiping along his lips, long fingers curl around his cock and begin to stroke slowly, teasingly working himself back up. He doesn't seem to be in much of a rush, is he? Honeyed eyes watch her, scale along her body as she works herself open with the toy and as he works in time.

"Mmmm...Baltar? Pretty sure you'd get pissed cause he'll cry the entire time. I think you'll miss me more...more than I'll miss your smell...your grip on my hips..." His cock starts to swell to life in his hand.