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This one I didn't finish in time for post it for the Porn Battle, plus it's not very porny.
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There were some men who just looked better with a gun in their hands and John Crichton, she decided, was one of those men.
So she took him to the shooting range. Watched his concentration focus and narrow as the shots through the paper target did the same. When their time was up, he took off his earmuffs and shooting glasses and looked at her.
Laura licked her lips and looked back.
His hands were big and they felt good, skimming over her hips and stomach and breasts in the silence of her quarters, a single candle flickering. “Where’d you learn to shoot like that?” she asked, breathing heavily.
“You don’t want to know,” John replied and pulled her down to capture her mouth with his own, and stop her from asking any more questions.
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There were some men who just looked better with a gun in their hands and John Crichton, she decided, was one of those men.
So she took him to the shooting range. Watched his concentration focus and narrow as the shots through the paper target did the same. When their time was up, he took off his earmuffs and shooting glasses and looked at her.
Laura licked her lips and looked back.
His hands were big and they felt good, skimming over her hips and stomach and breasts in the silence of her quarters, a single candle flickering. “Where’d you learn to shoot like that?” she asked, breathing heavily.
“You don’t want to know,” John replied and pulled her down to capture her mouth with his own, and stop her from asking any more questions.