In Teyla’s Room-Day 7 of Sex on the Fly
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 1,353
Disclaimer: They’re not mine; I’m just playing with them.
Summary: “Well,” John said and stood up. “What about we do something stimulating…” he lowered himself to his knees in front of Rodney, “…while we wait?” He took hold of Rodney’s wrists and pulled his arms away from his chest
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thanks a lot to share.
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They are like teenagers... but with sex that hot... who wouldn't be? :D
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“What?” Rodney asked. “I’m just trying to be a supportive friend. Torren was really good this time, the best kid I’ve ever watched.”
“He was sleeping,” John said.
“I know, that’s the point.”
Made me laugh! Very, *very* true!
Also (kind of random), I read your story this morning, then flashed by it on my friends page this evening and mis-read your title as "Teyla's Room of Death." Which got me thinking... so I wrote a dark poem!
I know it's not a direct reply to what you wrote, but if you're interested, it's at my journal:
http://eshtah.livejournal.com/56149.html
No pressure or anything. And wow, this is a long comment. :D
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I'm glad I can make your birthday month a bit warmer :)
LOVED your poem!!
Thanks for mentioning Sex on the Fly on your journal! Maybe it'll reach someone that doesn't know about it :)
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Again, I had an imago of teenaged John babysitting for the neighbor....
But I didn;t want to do a sex kid-fic... so I made the neighbor Teyla :) LOL
Me and my images.... lol
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I'd pay to watch that tape!! lol
Thanks!
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Oh hey, was playing around on twitter and found you. My sister egged me on to join, and I did, well, because of Hewlett. I have a thing for geeks.
LynneRen
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