[for bill] climbed a mountain and turned around

[fallen_ancient]

She feared it would make no sense to anyone if she attempted to explain it. She had allowed herself to become involved with Cameron, to attempt to be human on the model that seemed, currently to be in vogue: partnered intimates living in communal harmony with like-minded friends and colleagues. And she had for a time succeeded in convincing both

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[red_ponytail]

Bill had been out practising his knife throwing, one of his daily rituals, something he'd gotten quite a bit better at since being on the island with time to practise it every day. The same was true for guitar - he could play things on his bass and on Roger's guitars he'd never been able to do back home.

He slipped his throwing knife back into its sheath on his arm as he walked, and as he went he caught sight of Morgan, heading in his direction. "Hey," he greeted, with a pleased but puzzled smile, wondering what she was doing out in the middle of the jungle.

[fallen_ancient]

As soon as he smiled, Morgan knew she had made the correct decision. He tied no strings to her, expected nothing of her, and his puzzlement at seeing her here held no expectation or entitlement to an answer.

She continued toward him until their paths crossed, not speaking until then. When she did, she smiled, intimate and clever. "I've been looking for you."

[red_ponytail]

The puzzled one turned to one of curiosity, and he cocked his head slightly to one side as he looked down at her. "Really? Any particular reason?"

[fallen_ancient]

"As a matter of fact," Morgan began, then reached for him, fingers coming to rest on his chest. "Yes."

[red_ponytail]

A slow grin spread across Bill's face, and he lifted her hands from his chest to wind her arms around his neck. "In that case, I'm glad you found me," he replied, low and amused. "What can I do for you?"

[fallen_ancient]

Stepping in closer, Morgan tilted her mouth up to be kissed. "It isn't so much what you can do for me, although there is that," she answered, voice dipping low and growing warm. "It's what I hope you'd like to do with me."

[red_ponytail]

Bill responded by kissing her as invited, slow and deep. "Then I'm at your service." With a mischievous smile, he slid his hands down and over her arse to cup her upper thighs and lift her up, silently prompting her to wrap her legs around his waist.

[fallen_ancient]

This was precisely what she had come for: intimacy without conflict, connection without commitment. Perhaps someday she would be ready to have a romantic relationship, but until then, this served.

Smiling against his mouth, she let him urge her legs up and wrapped them close around him, then lifted herself slowly against him in intimate invitation. "Are you certain?" Her fingers slipped through the back of his hair. "I could arrange to be wet and naked if you need an incentive."

[sgmitchell]

He'd lost track of time, and even where he was. He wasn't running away. If he ran, SG-1 would only seek him out. He was...simply wandering. Wandering as far and as much as he could. The more he wandered, the easier it was not to think about things, and the better chance he had to fight off sleep

[red_ponytail]

Cameron's presence went entirely unnoticed by Bill. He was too busy being preoccupied by the gorgeous woman he was currently holding and who was making him want to get them somewhere private as soon as bloody possible.

"Not that I'd object to you being wet and naked, but I think I've got all the incentive I need right here," he said, and kissed her again before she could reply.

[fallen_ancient]

Had Morgan known Cameron watched them, it would have changed nothing. She had asked Cameron not to try to find her, not to follow her. It was not cruelty, but rather an insistence on her independence and it would have proven to her finally that he could not ever give her the space she needed to grow in.

Wrapping his ponytail around her hand, she gave a short, sharp tug, then nipped at his mouth. "Not that I'm not enjoying this, but do you suppose we might work on the naked aspects at least?"

[red_ponytail]

"That can be arranged," Bill replied, voice deepened even further than usual by desire, and he hoisted her slightly higher in his arms. "I don't have a problem with right here, but is there somewhere a bit more private - and more, er, comfortable - you'd rather go?"

[fallen_ancient]

While she did wish to talk with him about her situation, now was not the time. They had more pressing matters to attend. "I have no objection to here." Because she might, she let her eyelashes dip low and and her voice take on an intimate purr. "Provided that you came properly prepared?"

[red_ponytail]

Bill grinned and slid one arm tighter around her so that he could take the other and reach into the back pocket of his jeans. "You mean with this?" he asked, holding up the condom between two fingers. Bill was a bloke - of course he was always prepared. One never knew when the opportunity for a good shag might, er, arise.

[fallen_ancient]

Snatching the condom from between his fingers, she leaned in to kiss him, hand tangling in his hair again and tongue sweeping through his mouth before she pulled back to murmur. "I mean that."