Not to mention, this is Doctor Weir's first time away from the city, and as such, John is really trying not to get her killed.
EEEEEEE! S1 fic!
All in all, it's proving to John that he's going to have to watch out for her if he doesn't want to end up taking all her dishwashing shifts in the mess hall. Considering that she's already convinced him to join this expedition in the first place, choose a French film for movie night, and, two hours ago, take off his boots and put on straw sandals, he probably should have been watching out for her already.
Oh John, you are in so far over your head. *pats*
John winces on the inside, while trying to look as trustworthy as possible, at least until Doctor Weir pulls him aside and fires him.
I love how nervous he is about screwing up in this story, early on, which we didn't get much of on the show except really he must have been freaking out much of the time since he was never supposed to be in charge.
His dick twitches with misplaced hope, and suddenly he feels considerably more drunk.
*giggles*
She kisses like she already knows him, like she's been all over his skin before. He can feel her breath in the moments when they part, lazy and unrushed, even as blood pounds through him. He pushes her against the tree and he can feel her chest hitch in surprise against his before she pulls him closer.
God, how do you DO THAT?
what he means is yes, now, and I won't regret it.
*groans* I knew you weren't going to let that happen right then but I'm still frustrated now.
If they ever trade with a planet that requires him to get someone pregnant, he doesn't care how many ZPMs they have, he's putting his foot down.
That might depend on who the woman is, John. ;)
He finds Elizabeth's sometimes awkward sense of humor adorable on good days
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWw
but part of him knew their bond was unique long before he ever woke up with her curled into his chest, and that part of him wants to mean this.
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW x1000
John actually says aloud, "Are you fucking kidding me?"
Bwah.
because clearly, the happiest day of his life wouldn't be complete without a visit from the Genii.
OK now I agree with him. Poor guy.
he Karouk leader only agreed to anything because Ronon was about to shoot him
Heh.
A different smile spreads across her face, the one that makes his stomach tighten with anticipation, the one he spent two years waiting for before he took a deep, terrifying breath and propositioned her, and she said yes without even hesitating.
OK so you just filled in that two year gap between 2 of these parts in 1 sentence. Good Lord.
He curses, "Fuck," because her wet hand feels so ungodly good that he can't believe they had to wait this damned long, that they didn't throw duty aside and do this in a transporter on the way to the control tower with alarms ringing everywhere,
LOL. I'm a little surprised at that myself.
nd her free hand grabs his hair and she makes a choked moan that's clearly trying to be his name and please and now all at once.
OK I love the safety references here (shower sex is risky, especially when you're getting older!) but the grabbing his hair thing is a kink of mine too. *g*
Saturday really isn't that bad, all things considered. "Well," he points out, feeling a little sappy as he looks at her choker again, "We do have the rest of our lives."
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Not to mention, this is Doctor Weir's first time away from the city, and as such, John is really trying not to get her killed.
EEEEEEE! S1 fic!
All in all, it's proving to John that he's going to have to watch out for her if he doesn't want to end up taking all her dishwashing shifts in the mess hall. Considering that she's already convinced him to join this expedition in the first place, choose a French film for movie night, and, two hours ago, take off his boots and put on straw sandals, he probably should have been watching out for her already.
Oh John, you are in so far over your head. *pats*
John winces on the inside, while trying to look as trustworthy as possible, at least until Doctor Weir pulls him aside and fires him.
I love how nervous he is about screwing up in this story, early on, which we didn't get much of on the show except really he must have been freaking out much of the time since he was never supposed to be in charge.
His dick twitches with misplaced hope, and suddenly he feels considerably more drunk.
*giggles*
She kisses like she already knows him, like she's been all over his skin before. He can feel her breath in the moments when they part, lazy and unrushed, even as blood pounds through him. He pushes her against the tree and he can feel her chest hitch in surprise against his before she pulls him closer.
God, how do you DO THAT?
what he means is yes, now, and I won't regret it.
*groans* I knew you weren't going to let that happen right then but I'm still frustrated now.
If they ever trade with a planet that requires him to get someone pregnant, he doesn't care how many ZPMs they have, he's putting his foot down.
That might depend on who the woman is, John. ;)
He finds Elizabeth's sometimes awkward sense of humor adorable on good days
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWw
but part of him knew their bond was unique long before he ever woke up with her curled into his chest, and that part of him wants to mean this.
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW x1000
John actually says aloud, "Are you fucking kidding me?"
Bwah.
because clearly, the happiest day of his life wouldn't be complete without a visit from the Genii.
OK now I agree with him. Poor guy.
he Karouk leader only agreed to anything because Ronon was about to shoot him
Heh.
A different smile spreads across her face, the one that makes his stomach tighten with anticipation, the one he spent two years waiting for before he took a deep, terrifying breath and propositioned her, and she said yes without even hesitating.
OK so you just filled in that two year gap between 2 of these parts in 1 sentence. Good Lord.
He curses, "Fuck," because her wet hand feels so ungodly good that he can't believe they had to wait this damned long, that they didn't throw duty aside and do this in a transporter on the way to the control tower with alarms ringing everywhere,
LOL. I'm a little surprised at that myself.
nd her free hand grabs his hair and she makes a choked moan that's clearly trying to be his name and please and now all at once.
OK I love the safety references here (shower sex is risky, especially when you're getting older!) but the grabbing his hair thing is a kink of mine too. *g*
Saturday really isn't that bad, all things considered. "Well," he points out, feeling a little sappy as he looks at her choker again, "We do have the rest of our lives."
*SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE*
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