A Specialist's Seduction (NC-17) Ronon/Abby Chp. 2
Title: A Specialist’s Seduction
Author: Dee aka angelsdee
Chapters: 2
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Ronon/Abby
Disclaimer: I don’t own the lint in my navel so please do not sue. This is meant for entertainment purposes only. No copyright infringement intended.
Summary: NCIS Specialist Abby Sciuto comes to Atlantis when Rodney needs some new equipment for an experiment. During her short stay, she finds herself attracted to a certain Satedan that we know.
Author’s Note: This is an NCIS/Atlantis crossover that my dear friend, Fae, violetvision78 requested. I’m a novice to NCIS so I hope I pull this very difficult piece off to her satisfaction. Let me add that her prompt was to write the two of them together, she wanted Abby the way she is on NCIS but with violet eyes, a bit Mary Sue-ish, and the tattoo idea was all hers. The banner was made by her as well.
“Hey, Gibbs,” Abby smiled, waving happily at the screen.
“Abbs, where the hell are you?” Jethro snapped angrily on the monitor. “I’ve had to go through some major brass to get a hold of you!”
“I’m on leave, Gibbs, you shouldn’t be trying to get a hold of me in the first place,” she leveled a look at him, smiling when his eyes lowered in frustration.
“I was worried about you, Abbs,” he said in a lower tone. “Ziva said she went by your place and you were gone. Tony and McGee told me that you were going away for a week and I got concerned when you didn’t tell me.”
“I appreciate the concern, Gibbs, but I’ll be fine.”
“Where are you, Abbs? None of us should be alone on this day. God knows the others refuse to leave me alone no matter how much I tell them to,” he shifted his eyes to his right where Tony was trying to sneak into the camera screen. “Cut it out, Dinozzo,” he smacked him on the back of the head until he moved a safe distance off, out of striking range.
“I’ll be fine, Gibbs,” Abby stifled a giggle at the look on Tony’s face when he stood behind Jethro and stuck his tongue out.
“Where are you, Abbs?”
“I can’t tell you,” she frowned, knowing he wasn’t going to like hearing that. “I had to go through unbelievable security checks to get here, Gibbs, and I signed a non-disclosure. I’m forbidden from saying where I am, I’m sorry.”
“We have an unscheduled incoming wormhole,” Chuck called out in a hurry from his console.
“Gibbs, I have to go,” Abby’s eyes went wide when SOs poured into the Gate Room, weapons drawn and at the ready. “Something’s going on and I’ve got to go.”
“Abbs!”
“Gibbs, I’m sorry but I’ll call you back or see you in three days or so,” she rambled out quickly while personnel moved to their positions. “Talk to you later, okay?”
“Abbs!” he yelled out but the transmission had been cut.
“What’s going on?” she asked as she moved to stand behind Chuck.
“It’s Colonel Sheppard’s IDC,” he told her as he lowered the shield. “I think they ran into some trouble. They weren’t due back for another hour or so.”
Abby stood at the railing of the balcony, holding her breath until she yelped when a stunner blast struck the column above her head. Seconds later, Sheppard and his team ran through the gate firing behind them.
“Raise the shield and close the gate!” John yelled out until a moment later, the gate shut down. “That was close. You two okay?” he glanced over Rodney and Teyla who both nodded their heads, breathing heavily through their mouths. “Ronon, you okay?” he looked at the blood running from his bicep but knew the Satedan wouldn’t complain. “Go to the Infirmary and get that checked out, okay?”
“Yeah,” Ronon holstered his gun with a frown.
“Miss Sciuto, are you okay?”
Ronon and John both glanced up to the Control Room when they heard the worry in Chuck’s voice. It took seconds for Ronon to reach the top with John seconds behind him.
“What happened?” John asked Chuck while Ronon knelt before the shaking woman.
“She was here taking a call from her boss when you dialed in,” Chuck explained, standing beside John. “A Wraith stunner struck the beam just above her head. She ducked it in time but she hasn’t moved since then.”
“Abbs,” Ronon said as softly as he could while he lifted her shaking chin in his palm. “Are you okay?”
Her entire body trembled but she managed to nod her head.
“I need to go to the Infirmary. Why don’t you come with me, okay?” he held out his hand, wrapping her small one in his when she accepted it. “Hell of a job looking out for her, Danvers,” Ronon growled at the SO as they passed him.
~*~
Abby sat quietly nearby while a nurse tended to Ronon’s arm. She hadn’t said a word since her near miss in the Control Room and the big man kept an eye on her the whole time they were in the Infirmary. Her arms were wrapped around her midsection in a defensive posture and it bothered him to see her carefree attitude stained by this experience. When he was cleared to leave, he took her arm and led her towards her quarters.
“I think you should lie down for a while,” he told her when they got to her door. “Clearly, you weren’t prepared for what happened in there and it’s bothering you.”
“I thought we were going to have dinner,” she whispered when Ronon accessed her door. She glanced into the dark of her room and looked up at him with watery eyes. “Ronon, I don’t…I can’t be alone right now,” she touched his forearm with near desperation in her grip.
“Okay,” he nodded his head and led her into her quarters. He watched her turn on the lights, kicking off her shoes as she went and flopped down on the couch, pulling her knees to her chest with her arms wrapped around her shins. “Are you okay?” he sat beside her, placing a hand on her elbow.
“Not really,” she shook her head. “Today is the one year anniversary of the death of a good friend of mine,” she whispered, wiping a tear that threatened to fall down her cheek. “We worked together for two years and a double agent turned terrorist shot her in the head. I figured it would be a tough day to handle under normal circumstances but then I almost got my head blown off and it hit a little harder than I thought.”
“I’m sorry about your friend,” he wrapped his arm around her shoulders when the tears finally fell.
“It’s hard on the whole team and being away from them today is difficult too but what happened out there…” she cried softly, tucking her head into his side. “I thought I was gonna die and when I didn’t all I could think about was Kate. She was so vibrant and alive and then she was gone.”
Ronon held the young woman while she cried for the loss of her friend and the fear this day instilled within her. The last time he saw her, she was all smiles and bouncing on her feet and one run in with the Wraith changed all of that. He didn’t think it was possible to hate those monsters anymore than he did but holding her trembling body in his arms changed all of that too.
He held her for well over an hour before she went limp against him, her breathing had evened out. Ronon eased his arm out from beneath her, gathered her into his arms and carried her lax body into her bedroom. He placed a knee on the edge of her bed and lowered her down into the center but as he moved to pull away, a small hand on his forearm stopped him cold.
“Don’t go,” her eyes fixed on his in the darkness. He nodded his head once, pulled off his boots and socks, slipped in next to her, and accepted her into his warmth when she curled into his chest.
~*~
Ronon lay beside her for hours while she slept, cursing his body each time one of her little whimpers affected him just so. He was very aware of her lush curves when she squirmed into his side. ‘Think of something else,’ he grumbled to himself while a certain part of his anatomy strained against his leather pants. They had gotten to know each other well over the past two days. Abby had been very forthcoming with information about herself. Things she saw around the city prompted her to reveal her likes and dislikes. He could seriously say he had never met anyone that was comfortable enough with their life or in their skin to tell someone everything about themselves so easily.
Ronon found it refreshing yet at the same time, he was disturbed that she invoked the same thing in him. All this time he spent on Atlantis, he had never told anyone the things he had said to her. It was her calming effect that drew it out of him. His mind shut down when her hand slipped under his shirt and ran up his abdomen to his chest.
Her skin was cool against his heated flesh and Ronon had to suppress a low moan that rose from his chest. He liked this girl and she was a constant flirt, playing with him every chance she got. He liked that in a woman and on more than one occasion, he had to force himself not to pin her down beneath him and explore her body at his leisure.
“What does this mean?” she whispered against his shoulder, running a finger over the tattoo on his neck.
“It is my rank amongst the Satedan military,” his deep voice purred from this throat and he had to suppress a shudder from the soft caress of her fingertip. “I was a Specialist,” there it was again, one simple question from her and he told her what she wanted to know.
“Do tell?” she mused with a lazy smile before she rolled on top of him, her eyes darting between his and his mouth before she kissed him lightly. The playful grin returned to her face when she parted from his mouth before she quickly rolled off of the bed and stood beside it.
“Abbs?” Ronon swallowed with some difficulty when she turned her back, grabbed the hem of her t-shirt and pulled it off in one smooth movement. His mouth became as dry as a desert when he looked at the expanse of her tattoo-covered back. He was behind her in a second, pressing her to the wall while his hand traveled over the cross on her flesh. “Do you want this?” he pressed his erection against her ass while his tongue dragged over the tattoo on her neck.
“I want you,” she hissed when he bit down on the joint of her shoulder and neck. She gasped when he spun her around, her back against the wall once again. The hunger in his eyes was undeniable and made her wetter when she knew that desire was for her. She stood perfectly still while he plundered her neck and chest with bites and long swipes of his tongue until his hands deftly unbuttoned her short skirt. He let it fall down her hips to the floor before his fingers tugged her panties down and he knelt before her, lifting her feet one at a time until she was nude before his ravenous eyes.
Ronon breathed in the sweet fragrance of her arousal, his eyes rolling up in his head before he placed his hands on her ass and lifted her until her legs were draped over his shoulders. He grinned at the swift intake of air she took when she realized what he was about to do and she was completely at his mercy in this position.
His tongue darted out to lick along her slippery folds and the taste of her in his mouth broke the last of his restraint. He heard her moan loudly and let her head fall back against the wall while her hands gripped his locks to hold him in place. He lapped at her clit mercilessly, sucking it between his lips a few times before he resumed his assault on the sensitive nub. She was dripping wet from his ministrations and Ronon longed to drive himself into this incredible heat but wanted to hear her scream first.
Abby could only hold on for the ride in this position but loved how dominant this man was in taking what he wanted. She could feel the heat coiling in her belly as he tickled her clit but when he slid two of his long fingers deep into her pussy and pumped them in rhythm with his tongue’s licks, she lost it completely, throwing her head back and crying out his name as she convulsed around his probing fingers. She was so lost in her orgasm; she failed to register him lifting her up until her back hit the mattress.
When she opened her eyes to look at him, Ronon licked his fingers clean of her juices with a predatory gleam in his eyes. ‘Whoa, that is pure seduction if I’ve ever seen it before,’ she grinned back with a fire burning in her eyes. She watched him strip his shirt over his head, his dreads falling back into place over his shoulders and back. “Wait a minute,” she held up a hand, moving to kneel at the edge of the bed. “I’ve had a thing for these leather pants since the moment I met you and I’ll be damned if I let you take them off,” her hands went to work on the fastenings and Ronon had to stifle a grin when her tongue poked out as she tried to get them free but a moment later, a look of triumph appeared on her face when she wrenched the material open.
She moved off the side of the bed, her hands slipping down into his leathers to grab his ass while her eyes went to his. One corner of her mouth went up in a smirk before she slowly went down to her knees before him, dragging his pants down as she went. Abby waited until he stepped out of them before she took his erect shaft into her mouth.
Ronon’s hands grabbed on to her pigtails when she pressed her tongue along the underside of his shaft as she took him deep into her throat and slowly pulled back. It didn’t take long before she lost control of this game and he began to thrust between her lips in earnest.
She kept her eyes on his face, twisted in painful pleasure while she let him fuck her mouth. His head was back, the tendons in his neck standing out in stark contrast as he tried to hold on to his control. Her small hand cupping his balls and rolling them in her palm snapped him back to the here and now.
“No,” he growled, stilling his hips and withdrawing from her lips. “I want you here,” he picked her up; tossing her on the bed before he quickly covered her with his body. He stared into those eyes that mystified him while his free hand gripped his length, positioned the head at her opening and pushed into her hot center. “And I want you like this,” he draped her legs over his forearms, opening her wide for his penetration before he thrust his hips forward, filling her completely. He forced himself to remain still within that gloriously hot pressure when her eyes squeezed shut and she bit her bottom lip. “Are you alright?” he asked in a strained voice.
“Just go slow for a minute so I can get used to your size,” she hissed from the feel of him stretching her.
Ronon nodded his head once before he moved experimentally within her in short strokes. His eyes drifted down to her firm breasts before he drew one taut nipple into his mouth. Abby arched her back, thrusting into his face as he sucked on the hard tip. He could feel her pussy relax around his cock and began to thrust into her in longer strokes.
“Ronon!” she cried out when his hips slapped against her thighs. “Yes,” she hissed in pleasure with each thrust into her body.
He was torn between heaven and hell. She felt so good wrapped around his shaft, taking everything he gave without complaint. Ronon was well-endowed and usually had to hold back with women but this one, tight as hell as she might be, still took pleasure in hand with the pain of his large cock pounding into her. She apparently had stamina too because she kept up with him for well over half an hour before her whole body began to tremble.
“Abbs,” he growled against her neck while his hips pistoned into her welcoming depths.
“Please…” was all she managed to get out of her gasping lungs.
He levered himself up on his forearms, picking up his pace until the sound of their slapping flesh overshadowed their breathy moans or cries. Abby’s eyes went wide a second before she convulsed around his shaft. The extra pressure she applied to his cock pulled him over the edge and he groaned as his hips bucked his release into her body.
“You are amazing,” she gasped when he collapsed onto his forearms, holding his full weight off of her.
“So are you,” he rasped into her ear.
They were both covered in sweat and trying to calm their racing heartbeats enough to take a decent breath. When Ronon recovered enough of his senses, he withdrew from her pussy; that seemed to not want to release him when she clenched her inner muscles around the head. He smirked when he saw the flush in her cheeks at getting caught.
“We need to shower, get something to eat and then we can resume this if you want to,” Ronon looked deep into her eyes while he settled beside her. “You do want to, don’t you?” he asked with a hint of worry in his eyes.
“I’d be a fool not to,” she flashed an eager smile at him before she rolled off the bed. “Race you to the shower,” she laughed before she disappeared into the next room.
A sly grin appeared on his face before he rose from the bed, the thought of taking her against the tile wall in the shower making him move faster.
~*~
The next two days were downtime for John’s team after their run in with the Wraith. Ronon spent all his time in Abby’s quarters, only leaving to get them food when he insisted they needed to keep their strength up. They ate, had sex, slept, showered, and started the routine all over again. Abby had Ronon laughing when she mentioned they christened almost every wall, piece of furniture and floor space in her quarters.
She left her quarters once to meet McKay in his lab and be on hand while Radek relayed their findings to him. The tired scientist listened intently, hardly uttering a word, which was a testament to his exhaustion. When Radek concluded his report, Rodney turned to them both, nodded his head and raised his tired eyes to them.
“Good job,” he said almost humbly. “This will go a long way helping my team find a cure. A lot of lives will be saved. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, McKay,” Abby said with a pat on the shoulder. “I’ll expect my gear to be packed and waiting in the Gate Room tomorrow.”
“Yes,” Rodney nodded his head while she walked towards the door. “It’s a shame that you’re leaving us,” he called out, stopping her in her tracks. “We could use someone like you here,” he said when she turned to face him.
“Thank you. I wish I could stay too and I’d jump at the chance to if I wasn’t needed back home. I have a team too and we need each other just as much as you need all these people,” she indicated his team with a tilt of her head. “But thank you for the compliment, McKay,” she turned to walk out the door, passing Radek as she went. “That was a compliment, right?” she whispered to him.
“The highest praise imaginable from Rodney,” Radek answered in a whisper.
~*~
“What do you want to do tonight?” Ronon asked after they finished dinner in the mess. “You’ve been wrapped up with McKay almost all day and we only have til tomorrow together,” he tried to hide his frown by staring down at his tray.
“You gonna miss me?” she mock pouted but grinned when he looked up at her.
“I’ll definitely miss our time together,” he reached out and took her hand in his, playing with her fingers.
“I’ve got a surprise for you,” she leaned forward, whispering to him over the table. “But you can only get it once we’re back in our room,” she lifted one delicate eyebrow suggestively.
“Hey guys,” John said in the lazy tone of his when he wandered up and placed his tray on their table. “What’re you up to tonight?” he sat down, looking up surprised when Ronon rose from his seat taking Abby’s hand in his and pulling her along. “Where are you going?” he asked when his friend hurried to the door with their guest in tow.
“Got someplace I’ve got to be,” Ronon called out over his shoulder before they vanished from the Mess Hall.
“Okay,” John’s eyebrows rose up when he found himself sitting at the empty table.
~*~
“Get undressed and get in bed,” Abby pushed him with her hands on his hard chest, staving off his kisses and groping hands. “It’s worth the wait,” she grinned when he furrowed his brows.
Ronon stepped into the bedroom, stripping off his shirt and tossing it to the ground before he began to work on his boots and pants. Once he was gloriously nude and sprawled out on her bed, Abby slowly stripped off her clothes, watching his eyes roam over every inch of skin she revealed. Kicking her clothes into a pile with his, she crawled up the bed and lay down beside him.
“Now I want you to lick my pussy again,” she rolled her head to the side to look into his inquisitive eyes. “Now,” she said in a stronger tone.
Ronon didn’t need to be told twice before he scooted down the bed to lie between her spread legs. Just as he was about to lower his mouth down to feast on her, he noticed a mark on her skin just below her hip on her pelvis. His eyes adjusted to the dark and the mark took shape. His mouth fell open when he saw a tattoo that matched his inked into her skin.
“Just a little something to remind me of my Specialist,” she grinned when he looked up her body to search her eyes for an explanation. She heard him growl low in his throat before his tongue delved into her pussy, lapping at her lips before zeroing in on her clit. “And what a Specialist you are,” she sighed, her head falling back on the pillow from his ravenous assault.
He was amazed beyond speech by the gesture of marking her body with his rank. His mark was forever on her skin in that most intimate spot and he grew impossibly hard from that knowledge. He ate her until she screamed out his name when she came. He’d let her come down from her release, lapping at her dripping folds like a cat licking up cream before he started the process all over again.
Ronon had her sobbing his name after she came for the third time before he finally crawled up her body, flipping her over on to her hands and knees and drove his painfully erect shaft into her searing hot center. She came for the fourth time the moment he was fully seated within her.
His large hands gripped her hips, pulling her back into his penetration, his hips slapping her ass with each frenzied thrust. He had an insane urge, drive to bathe her insides with his seed and he couldn’t hold back if his life depended on it.
Abby threw her head back, her loose hair falling around her shoulders as she pushed back to meet each of his thrusts. He had her in a frenzy of lust and desire that she couldn’t think beyond. The feel of his large cock hitting her in places that no one ever had before put her brain on overload. She was so far gone she didn’t even notice that he pulled free of her body until he turned her around to face him.
Ronon knelt on her bed, placed his hands under her ass, lifting her effortlessly onto his shaft. She wrapped her long legs around his waist and let him slide her up and down his length. Her hands grasped on to his shoulders while those desire-filled eyes settled on his and he was lost. He held her up with his hands under her ass and pistoned his cock up into her pussy. A few more deep strokes later, Abby splintered apart for the fifth time, her pussy quivering around his cock until he roared out with his climax.
No words were spoken just lungs gasping for air. Ronon lowered them on to the bed, their bodies still intimately joined together. They smiled in between gasps, kissing each other before they settled into each other’s warmth.
~*~
He was gone when she woke the next morning and it hurt more than she thought it would. They both knew this was a short-term thing going into it, that she had to go home at the end of the week, that it was just sex and companionship between two adults but it stung that he wasn’t here to see her off.
She packed her things with a frown marring her pretty features, tears threatening to build in her eyes but she held them at bay. She opened the door of her quarters to find Danvers waiting for her. “Hey,” she forced a smile as she moved out into the hall.
“Hey, Abby,” he nodded his head. “Let me take those for you,” he reached out to take her bags.
“Thanks, Danvers,” her smile reached her eyes for a moment before she walked beside him down the corridors to the Gate Room. Marty’s crates were packed and waiting for her along with Rodney, John, Teyla, and Radek. “Hey guys, I guess this is it,” her voice came out hoarse when she noticed that Ronon wasn’t there.
“I guess so,” John gave his patented heart-melting smile when he took her hand and squeezed it gently in his. “Thank you for all your help.”
“Yes,” Teyla added, coming forward. “If it were not for you and the help of your equipment, my people would still be ill. As it stands now, Rodney and his team came across a treatment last night that was administered and all the infected appear to be on the mend. I cannot thank you enough,” she hugged Abby, releasing her with a bow of her head.
“You’re very welcome,” she slid her eyes to the side. “I couldn’t have done it without Radek’s help, McKay’s database, and his team of super geniuses. I hope to see you again, Dr. Zelenka,” she leaned down and kissed the scientist on his cheek, grinning when he blushed furiously. “McKay,” she turned to him when he cleared his throat and held out her hand. “It was a pleasure, Doctor,” she shook his hand, pulling him into a quick hug to whisper, “Get some rest, McKay. You can’t save all these people every time a crisis comes up if you’re too exhausted to move, okay?”
“Okay,” he nodded his head curtly, patting her awkwardly on the back before she pulled away. “What?” he asked his friends when he saw the raised eyebrows and strange looks they gave him.
“Nothing, McKay,” John shook his head before he turned towards the Control Room. “Dial it up, Chuck,” he called out and noticed the apprehension on Abby’s face when the chevrons lit up. “I think you have one more person that wants to say goodbye,” he jutted his chin out.
Abby turned to see Ronon rushing into the Gate Room with long strides. He pushed through his friends, took her hand, and pulled her behind him a few feet away from the others.
“You were gone when I woke up,” she whispered when he took her shoulders in his large hands. “I thought you didn’t want to see me since I was leaving,” a stray tear fell down her cheek and Ronon caught it on his thumb.
“That wasn’t it,” he shook his head with a soft smile. “I had to get something done before you left,” he whispered before he pulled the material of his shirt off of his shoulder. There on that beautiful golden skin was a small spider web with a violet flower in the center. “Do you like it?” he asked when she remained silent for a moment.
“I love it,” a big smile lit her face before she jumped up into his arms and kissed the breath out of him.
His friends knew that they had grown close and spent a lot of time together but didn’t realize how close until now. Ronon had her wrapped in his big arms, her feet dangling off the floor while his tongue battled with hers.
“Uh,” John scratched the back of neck, uncomfortable watching their heated exchange before he cleared his throat. The couple broke their kiss on a gasp, staring into each other’s eyes with matching smiles. “Abby, your equipment has been sent through so whenever you’re ready,” he mumbled, fidgeting when Teyla laughed at him and Rodney.
“I gotta go but I’ll try to come back the next time you guys requisition some equipment,” she whispered against his lips.
“And I’ll try to come visit when they allow me to actually go to your planet,” he kissed her softly, walking them towards the gate with her still suspended off the floor. “You better get going before I drag you off to a room,” he set her down on her feet with a grin.
“I guess so cuz I might not complain,” she smiled back, pulling his head down for one more deep kiss. “I’ll see you around this galaxy or mine, Specialist Dex,” her eyes flashed at him before she grabbed her bags and backed into the wormhole, waving as she went.
“Specialist Dex?” John raised a brow at Ronon, smirk firmly in place.
“Let it go, Sheppard,” Ronon rolled his eyes, turning to leave the Gate Room but John was on his heels.
“What did you show her that had her all over you back there?” he teased him, pulling at Ronon’s collar to get a peek but had his hand slapped away.
“Mind your own business, Sheppard,” Ronon said in irritation as he kept on walking.
“Oh come on, buddy,” John kept up his prodding. “You know we’ll find out sooner or later,” he tried again for his collar and got a harder smack on his hand for his efforts.
Teyla, Rodney and Radek finally let loose with their laughter when they heard John yell “Ow!” from the corridor.
~End~
Author: Dee aka angelsdee
Chapters: 2
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Ronon/Abby
Disclaimer: I don’t own the lint in my navel so please do not sue. This is meant for entertainment purposes only. No copyright infringement intended.
Summary: NCIS Specialist Abby Sciuto comes to Atlantis when Rodney needs some new equipment for an experiment. During her short stay, she finds herself attracted to a certain Satedan that we know.
Author’s Note: This is an NCIS/Atlantis crossover that my dear friend, Fae, violetvision78 requested. I’m a novice to NCIS so I hope I pull this very difficult piece off to her satisfaction. Let me add that her prompt was to write the two of them together, she wanted Abby the way she is on NCIS but with violet eyes, a bit Mary Sue-ish, and the tattoo idea was all hers. The banner was made by her as well.
“Hey, Gibbs,” Abby smiled, waving happily at the screen.
“Abbs, where the hell are you?” Jethro snapped angrily on the monitor. “I’ve had to go through some major brass to get a hold of you!”
“I’m on leave, Gibbs, you shouldn’t be trying to get a hold of me in the first place,” she leveled a look at him, smiling when his eyes lowered in frustration.
“I was worried about you, Abbs,” he said in a lower tone. “Ziva said she went by your place and you were gone. Tony and McGee told me that you were going away for a week and I got concerned when you didn’t tell me.”
“I appreciate the concern, Gibbs, but I’ll be fine.”
“Where are you, Abbs? None of us should be alone on this day. God knows the others refuse to leave me alone no matter how much I tell them to,” he shifted his eyes to his right where Tony was trying to sneak into the camera screen. “Cut it out, Dinozzo,” he smacked him on the back of the head until he moved a safe distance off, out of striking range.
“I’ll be fine, Gibbs,” Abby stifled a giggle at the look on Tony’s face when he stood behind Jethro and stuck his tongue out.
“Where are you, Abbs?”
“I can’t tell you,” she frowned, knowing he wasn’t going to like hearing that. “I had to go through unbelievable security checks to get here, Gibbs, and I signed a non-disclosure. I’m forbidden from saying where I am, I’m sorry.”
“We have an unscheduled incoming wormhole,” Chuck called out in a hurry from his console.
“Gibbs, I have to go,” Abby’s eyes went wide when SOs poured into the Gate Room, weapons drawn and at the ready. “Something’s going on and I’ve got to go.”
“Abbs!”
“Gibbs, I’m sorry but I’ll call you back or see you in three days or so,” she rambled out quickly while personnel moved to their positions. “Talk to you later, okay?”
“Abbs!” he yelled out but the transmission had been cut.
“What’s going on?” she asked as she moved to stand behind Chuck.
“It’s Colonel Sheppard’s IDC,” he told her as he lowered the shield. “I think they ran into some trouble. They weren’t due back for another hour or so.”
Abby stood at the railing of the balcony, holding her breath until she yelped when a stunner blast struck the column above her head. Seconds later, Sheppard and his team ran through the gate firing behind them.
“Raise the shield and close the gate!” John yelled out until a moment later, the gate shut down. “That was close. You two okay?” he glanced over Rodney and Teyla who both nodded their heads, breathing heavily through their mouths. “Ronon, you okay?” he looked at the blood running from his bicep but knew the Satedan wouldn’t complain. “Go to the Infirmary and get that checked out, okay?”
“Yeah,” Ronon holstered his gun with a frown.
“Miss Sciuto, are you okay?”
Ronon and John both glanced up to the Control Room when they heard the worry in Chuck’s voice. It took seconds for Ronon to reach the top with John seconds behind him.
“What happened?” John asked Chuck while Ronon knelt before the shaking woman.
“She was here taking a call from her boss when you dialed in,” Chuck explained, standing beside John. “A Wraith stunner struck the beam just above her head. She ducked it in time but she hasn’t moved since then.”
“Abbs,” Ronon said as softly as he could while he lifted her shaking chin in his palm. “Are you okay?”
Her entire body trembled but she managed to nod her head.
“I need to go to the Infirmary. Why don’t you come with me, okay?” he held out his hand, wrapping her small one in his when she accepted it. “Hell of a job looking out for her, Danvers,” Ronon growled at the SO as they passed him.
~*~
Abby sat quietly nearby while a nurse tended to Ronon’s arm. She hadn’t said a word since her near miss in the Control Room and the big man kept an eye on her the whole time they were in the Infirmary. Her arms were wrapped around her midsection in a defensive posture and it bothered him to see her carefree attitude stained by this experience. When he was cleared to leave, he took her arm and led her towards her quarters.
“I think you should lie down for a while,” he told her when they got to her door. “Clearly, you weren’t prepared for what happened in there and it’s bothering you.”
“I thought we were going to have dinner,” she whispered when Ronon accessed her door. She glanced into the dark of her room and looked up at him with watery eyes. “Ronon, I don’t…I can’t be alone right now,” she touched his forearm with near desperation in her grip.
“Okay,” he nodded his head and led her into her quarters. He watched her turn on the lights, kicking off her shoes as she went and flopped down on the couch, pulling her knees to her chest with her arms wrapped around her shins. “Are you okay?” he sat beside her, placing a hand on her elbow.
“Not really,” she shook her head. “Today is the one year anniversary of the death of a good friend of mine,” she whispered, wiping a tear that threatened to fall down her cheek. “We worked together for two years and a double agent turned terrorist shot her in the head. I figured it would be a tough day to handle under normal circumstances but then I almost got my head blown off and it hit a little harder than I thought.”
“I’m sorry about your friend,” he wrapped his arm around her shoulders when the tears finally fell.
“It’s hard on the whole team and being away from them today is difficult too but what happened out there…” she cried softly, tucking her head into his side. “I thought I was gonna die and when I didn’t all I could think about was Kate. She was so vibrant and alive and then she was gone.”
Ronon held the young woman while she cried for the loss of her friend and the fear this day instilled within her. The last time he saw her, she was all smiles and bouncing on her feet and one run in with the Wraith changed all of that. He didn’t think it was possible to hate those monsters anymore than he did but holding her trembling body in his arms changed all of that too.
He held her for well over an hour before she went limp against him, her breathing had evened out. Ronon eased his arm out from beneath her, gathered her into his arms and carried her lax body into her bedroom. He placed a knee on the edge of her bed and lowered her down into the center but as he moved to pull away, a small hand on his forearm stopped him cold.
“Don’t go,” her eyes fixed on his in the darkness. He nodded his head once, pulled off his boots and socks, slipped in next to her, and accepted her into his warmth when she curled into his chest.
~*~
Ronon lay beside her for hours while she slept, cursing his body each time one of her little whimpers affected him just so. He was very aware of her lush curves when she squirmed into his side. ‘Think of something else,’ he grumbled to himself while a certain part of his anatomy strained against his leather pants. They had gotten to know each other well over the past two days. Abby had been very forthcoming with information about herself. Things she saw around the city prompted her to reveal her likes and dislikes. He could seriously say he had never met anyone that was comfortable enough with their life or in their skin to tell someone everything about themselves so easily.
Ronon found it refreshing yet at the same time, he was disturbed that she invoked the same thing in him. All this time he spent on Atlantis, he had never told anyone the things he had said to her. It was her calming effect that drew it out of him. His mind shut down when her hand slipped under his shirt and ran up his abdomen to his chest.
Her skin was cool against his heated flesh and Ronon had to suppress a low moan that rose from his chest. He liked this girl and she was a constant flirt, playing with him every chance she got. He liked that in a woman and on more than one occasion, he had to force himself not to pin her down beneath him and explore her body at his leisure.
“What does this mean?” she whispered against his shoulder, running a finger over the tattoo on his neck.
“It is my rank amongst the Satedan military,” his deep voice purred from this throat and he had to suppress a shudder from the soft caress of her fingertip. “I was a Specialist,” there it was again, one simple question from her and he told her what she wanted to know.
“Do tell?” she mused with a lazy smile before she rolled on top of him, her eyes darting between his and his mouth before she kissed him lightly. The playful grin returned to her face when she parted from his mouth before she quickly rolled off of the bed and stood beside it.
“Abbs?” Ronon swallowed with some difficulty when she turned her back, grabbed the hem of her t-shirt and pulled it off in one smooth movement. His mouth became as dry as a desert when he looked at the expanse of her tattoo-covered back. He was behind her in a second, pressing her to the wall while his hand traveled over the cross on her flesh. “Do you want this?” he pressed his erection against her ass while his tongue dragged over the tattoo on her neck.
“I want you,” she hissed when he bit down on the joint of her shoulder and neck. She gasped when he spun her around, her back against the wall once again. The hunger in his eyes was undeniable and made her wetter when she knew that desire was for her. She stood perfectly still while he plundered her neck and chest with bites and long swipes of his tongue until his hands deftly unbuttoned her short skirt. He let it fall down her hips to the floor before his fingers tugged her panties down and he knelt before her, lifting her feet one at a time until she was nude before his ravenous eyes.
Ronon breathed in the sweet fragrance of her arousal, his eyes rolling up in his head before he placed his hands on her ass and lifted her until her legs were draped over his shoulders. He grinned at the swift intake of air she took when she realized what he was about to do and she was completely at his mercy in this position.
His tongue darted out to lick along her slippery folds and the taste of her in his mouth broke the last of his restraint. He heard her moan loudly and let her head fall back against the wall while her hands gripped his locks to hold him in place. He lapped at her clit mercilessly, sucking it between his lips a few times before he resumed his assault on the sensitive nub. She was dripping wet from his ministrations and Ronon longed to drive himself into this incredible heat but wanted to hear her scream first.
Abby could only hold on for the ride in this position but loved how dominant this man was in taking what he wanted. She could feel the heat coiling in her belly as he tickled her clit but when he slid two of his long fingers deep into her pussy and pumped them in rhythm with his tongue’s licks, she lost it completely, throwing her head back and crying out his name as she convulsed around his probing fingers. She was so lost in her orgasm; she failed to register him lifting her up until her back hit the mattress.
When she opened her eyes to look at him, Ronon licked his fingers clean of her juices with a predatory gleam in his eyes. ‘Whoa, that is pure seduction if I’ve ever seen it before,’ she grinned back with a fire burning in her eyes. She watched him strip his shirt over his head, his dreads falling back into place over his shoulders and back. “Wait a minute,” she held up a hand, moving to kneel at the edge of the bed. “I’ve had a thing for these leather pants since the moment I met you and I’ll be damned if I let you take them off,” her hands went to work on the fastenings and Ronon had to stifle a grin when her tongue poked out as she tried to get them free but a moment later, a look of triumph appeared on her face when she wrenched the material open.
She moved off the side of the bed, her hands slipping down into his leathers to grab his ass while her eyes went to his. One corner of her mouth went up in a smirk before she slowly went down to her knees before him, dragging his pants down as she went. Abby waited until he stepped out of them before she took his erect shaft into her mouth.
Ronon’s hands grabbed on to her pigtails when she pressed her tongue along the underside of his shaft as she took him deep into her throat and slowly pulled back. It didn’t take long before she lost control of this game and he began to thrust between her lips in earnest.
She kept her eyes on his face, twisted in painful pleasure while she let him fuck her mouth. His head was back, the tendons in his neck standing out in stark contrast as he tried to hold on to his control. Her small hand cupping his balls and rolling them in her palm snapped him back to the here and now.
“No,” he growled, stilling his hips and withdrawing from her lips. “I want you here,” he picked her up; tossing her on the bed before he quickly covered her with his body. He stared into those eyes that mystified him while his free hand gripped his length, positioned the head at her opening and pushed into her hot center. “And I want you like this,” he draped her legs over his forearms, opening her wide for his penetration before he thrust his hips forward, filling her completely. He forced himself to remain still within that gloriously hot pressure when her eyes squeezed shut and she bit her bottom lip. “Are you alright?” he asked in a strained voice.
“Just go slow for a minute so I can get used to your size,” she hissed from the feel of him stretching her.
Ronon nodded his head once before he moved experimentally within her in short strokes. His eyes drifted down to her firm breasts before he drew one taut nipple into his mouth. Abby arched her back, thrusting into his face as he sucked on the hard tip. He could feel her pussy relax around his cock and began to thrust into her in longer strokes.
“Ronon!” she cried out when his hips slapped against her thighs. “Yes,” she hissed in pleasure with each thrust into her body.
He was torn between heaven and hell. She felt so good wrapped around his shaft, taking everything he gave without complaint. Ronon was well-endowed and usually had to hold back with women but this one, tight as hell as she might be, still took pleasure in hand with the pain of his large cock pounding into her. She apparently had stamina too because she kept up with him for well over half an hour before her whole body began to tremble.
“Abbs,” he growled against her neck while his hips pistoned into her welcoming depths.
“Please…” was all she managed to get out of her gasping lungs.
He levered himself up on his forearms, picking up his pace until the sound of their slapping flesh overshadowed their breathy moans or cries. Abby’s eyes went wide a second before she convulsed around his shaft. The extra pressure she applied to his cock pulled him over the edge and he groaned as his hips bucked his release into her body.
“You are amazing,” she gasped when he collapsed onto his forearms, holding his full weight off of her.
“So are you,” he rasped into her ear.
They were both covered in sweat and trying to calm their racing heartbeats enough to take a decent breath. When Ronon recovered enough of his senses, he withdrew from her pussy; that seemed to not want to release him when she clenched her inner muscles around the head. He smirked when he saw the flush in her cheeks at getting caught.
“We need to shower, get something to eat and then we can resume this if you want to,” Ronon looked deep into her eyes while he settled beside her. “You do want to, don’t you?” he asked with a hint of worry in his eyes.
“I’d be a fool not to,” she flashed an eager smile at him before she rolled off the bed. “Race you to the shower,” she laughed before she disappeared into the next room.
A sly grin appeared on his face before he rose from the bed, the thought of taking her against the tile wall in the shower making him move faster.
~*~
The next two days were downtime for John’s team after their run in with the Wraith. Ronon spent all his time in Abby’s quarters, only leaving to get them food when he insisted they needed to keep their strength up. They ate, had sex, slept, showered, and started the routine all over again. Abby had Ronon laughing when she mentioned they christened almost every wall, piece of furniture and floor space in her quarters.
She left her quarters once to meet McKay in his lab and be on hand while Radek relayed their findings to him. The tired scientist listened intently, hardly uttering a word, which was a testament to his exhaustion. When Radek concluded his report, Rodney turned to them both, nodded his head and raised his tired eyes to them.
“Good job,” he said almost humbly. “This will go a long way helping my team find a cure. A lot of lives will be saved. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, McKay,” Abby said with a pat on the shoulder. “I’ll expect my gear to be packed and waiting in the Gate Room tomorrow.”
“Yes,” Rodney nodded his head while she walked towards the door. “It’s a shame that you’re leaving us,” he called out, stopping her in her tracks. “We could use someone like you here,” he said when she turned to face him.
“Thank you. I wish I could stay too and I’d jump at the chance to if I wasn’t needed back home. I have a team too and we need each other just as much as you need all these people,” she indicated his team with a tilt of her head. “But thank you for the compliment, McKay,” she turned to walk out the door, passing Radek as she went. “That was a compliment, right?” she whispered to him.
“The highest praise imaginable from Rodney,” Radek answered in a whisper.
~*~
“What do you want to do tonight?” Ronon asked after they finished dinner in the mess. “You’ve been wrapped up with McKay almost all day and we only have til tomorrow together,” he tried to hide his frown by staring down at his tray.
“You gonna miss me?” she mock pouted but grinned when he looked up at her.
“I’ll definitely miss our time together,” he reached out and took her hand in his, playing with her fingers.
“I’ve got a surprise for you,” she leaned forward, whispering to him over the table. “But you can only get it once we’re back in our room,” she lifted one delicate eyebrow suggestively.
“Hey guys,” John said in the lazy tone of his when he wandered up and placed his tray on their table. “What’re you up to tonight?” he sat down, looking up surprised when Ronon rose from his seat taking Abby’s hand in his and pulling her along. “Where are you going?” he asked when his friend hurried to the door with their guest in tow.
“Got someplace I’ve got to be,” Ronon called out over his shoulder before they vanished from the Mess Hall.
“Okay,” John’s eyebrows rose up when he found himself sitting at the empty table.
~*~
“Get undressed and get in bed,” Abby pushed him with her hands on his hard chest, staving off his kisses and groping hands. “It’s worth the wait,” she grinned when he furrowed his brows.
Ronon stepped into the bedroom, stripping off his shirt and tossing it to the ground before he began to work on his boots and pants. Once he was gloriously nude and sprawled out on her bed, Abby slowly stripped off her clothes, watching his eyes roam over every inch of skin she revealed. Kicking her clothes into a pile with his, she crawled up the bed and lay down beside him.
“Now I want you to lick my pussy again,” she rolled her head to the side to look into his inquisitive eyes. “Now,” she said in a stronger tone.
Ronon didn’t need to be told twice before he scooted down the bed to lie between her spread legs. Just as he was about to lower his mouth down to feast on her, he noticed a mark on her skin just below her hip on her pelvis. His eyes adjusted to the dark and the mark took shape. His mouth fell open when he saw a tattoo that matched his inked into her skin.
“Just a little something to remind me of my Specialist,” she grinned when he looked up her body to search her eyes for an explanation. She heard him growl low in his throat before his tongue delved into her pussy, lapping at her lips before zeroing in on her clit. “And what a Specialist you are,” she sighed, her head falling back on the pillow from his ravenous assault.
He was amazed beyond speech by the gesture of marking her body with his rank. His mark was forever on her skin in that most intimate spot and he grew impossibly hard from that knowledge. He ate her until she screamed out his name when she came. He’d let her come down from her release, lapping at her dripping folds like a cat licking up cream before he started the process all over again.
Ronon had her sobbing his name after she came for the third time before he finally crawled up her body, flipping her over on to her hands and knees and drove his painfully erect shaft into her searing hot center. She came for the fourth time the moment he was fully seated within her.
His large hands gripped her hips, pulling her back into his penetration, his hips slapping her ass with each frenzied thrust. He had an insane urge, drive to bathe her insides with his seed and he couldn’t hold back if his life depended on it.
Abby threw her head back, her loose hair falling around her shoulders as she pushed back to meet each of his thrusts. He had her in a frenzy of lust and desire that she couldn’t think beyond. The feel of his large cock hitting her in places that no one ever had before put her brain on overload. She was so far gone she didn’t even notice that he pulled free of her body until he turned her around to face him.
Ronon knelt on her bed, placed his hands under her ass, lifting her effortlessly onto his shaft. She wrapped her long legs around his waist and let him slide her up and down his length. Her hands grasped on to his shoulders while those desire-filled eyes settled on his and he was lost. He held her up with his hands under her ass and pistoned his cock up into her pussy. A few more deep strokes later, Abby splintered apart for the fifth time, her pussy quivering around his cock until he roared out with his climax.
No words were spoken just lungs gasping for air. Ronon lowered them on to the bed, their bodies still intimately joined together. They smiled in between gasps, kissing each other before they settled into each other’s warmth.
~*~
He was gone when she woke the next morning and it hurt more than she thought it would. They both knew this was a short-term thing going into it, that she had to go home at the end of the week, that it was just sex and companionship between two adults but it stung that he wasn’t here to see her off.
She packed her things with a frown marring her pretty features, tears threatening to build in her eyes but she held them at bay. She opened the door of her quarters to find Danvers waiting for her. “Hey,” she forced a smile as she moved out into the hall.
“Hey, Abby,” he nodded his head. “Let me take those for you,” he reached out to take her bags.
“Thanks, Danvers,” her smile reached her eyes for a moment before she walked beside him down the corridors to the Gate Room. Marty’s crates were packed and waiting for her along with Rodney, John, Teyla, and Radek. “Hey guys, I guess this is it,” her voice came out hoarse when she noticed that Ronon wasn’t there.
“I guess so,” John gave his patented heart-melting smile when he took her hand and squeezed it gently in his. “Thank you for all your help.”
“Yes,” Teyla added, coming forward. “If it were not for you and the help of your equipment, my people would still be ill. As it stands now, Rodney and his team came across a treatment last night that was administered and all the infected appear to be on the mend. I cannot thank you enough,” she hugged Abby, releasing her with a bow of her head.
“You’re very welcome,” she slid her eyes to the side. “I couldn’t have done it without Radek’s help, McKay’s database, and his team of super geniuses. I hope to see you again, Dr. Zelenka,” she leaned down and kissed the scientist on his cheek, grinning when he blushed furiously. “McKay,” she turned to him when he cleared his throat and held out her hand. “It was a pleasure, Doctor,” she shook his hand, pulling him into a quick hug to whisper, “Get some rest, McKay. You can’t save all these people every time a crisis comes up if you’re too exhausted to move, okay?”
“Okay,” he nodded his head curtly, patting her awkwardly on the back before she pulled away. “What?” he asked his friends when he saw the raised eyebrows and strange looks they gave him.
“Nothing, McKay,” John shook his head before he turned towards the Control Room. “Dial it up, Chuck,” he called out and noticed the apprehension on Abby’s face when the chevrons lit up. “I think you have one more person that wants to say goodbye,” he jutted his chin out.
Abby turned to see Ronon rushing into the Gate Room with long strides. He pushed through his friends, took her hand, and pulled her behind him a few feet away from the others.
“You were gone when I woke up,” she whispered when he took her shoulders in his large hands. “I thought you didn’t want to see me since I was leaving,” a stray tear fell down her cheek and Ronon caught it on his thumb.
“That wasn’t it,” he shook his head with a soft smile. “I had to get something done before you left,” he whispered before he pulled the material of his shirt off of his shoulder. There on that beautiful golden skin was a small spider web with a violet flower in the center. “Do you like it?” he asked when she remained silent for a moment.
“I love it,” a big smile lit her face before she jumped up into his arms and kissed the breath out of him.
His friends knew that they had grown close and spent a lot of time together but didn’t realize how close until now. Ronon had her wrapped in his big arms, her feet dangling off the floor while his tongue battled with hers.
“Uh,” John scratched the back of neck, uncomfortable watching their heated exchange before he cleared his throat. The couple broke their kiss on a gasp, staring into each other’s eyes with matching smiles. “Abby, your equipment has been sent through so whenever you’re ready,” he mumbled, fidgeting when Teyla laughed at him and Rodney.
“I gotta go but I’ll try to come back the next time you guys requisition some equipment,” she whispered against his lips.
“And I’ll try to come visit when they allow me to actually go to your planet,” he kissed her softly, walking them towards the gate with her still suspended off the floor. “You better get going before I drag you off to a room,” he set her down on her feet with a grin.
“I guess so cuz I might not complain,” she smiled back, pulling his head down for one more deep kiss. “I’ll see you around this galaxy or mine, Specialist Dex,” her eyes flashed at him before she grabbed her bags and backed into the wormhole, waving as she went.
“Specialist Dex?” John raised a brow at Ronon, smirk firmly in place.
“Let it go, Sheppard,” Ronon rolled his eyes, turning to leave the Gate Room but John was on his heels.
“What did you show her that had her all over you back there?” he teased him, pulling at Ronon’s collar to get a peek but had his hand slapped away.
“Mind your own business, Sheppard,” Ronon said in irritation as he kept on walking.
“Oh come on, buddy,” John kept up his prodding. “You know we’ll find out sooner or later,” he tried again for his collar and got a harder smack on his hand for his efforts.
Teyla, Rodney and Radek finally let loose with their laughter when they heard John yell “Ow!” from the corridor.
~End~