Observations (Teyla Emmagan/Evan Lorne/Elizabeth Weir) [NC-17]
Title: Observations
Author: havocthecat
Pairing: Teyla Emmagan/Evan Lorne/Elizabeth Weir
Rating: PG
Summary: The vows she made to herself before coming to Atlantis are in ruins. Elizabeth's still not sure whether it was Evan's persuasion or Teyla's gentle pressure that shattered her resolve.
Author's Notes: Originally written for the sg_rarepairings 2008 fic battle, for the prompt "watching."
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It still surprises Elizabeth when she meets Teyla's eyes. The slow heat that wells up from the intensity of their look makes her gasp, and then Evan's hands are on her hips as he slides into her.
Elizabeth doesn't move right away. She looks down at Evan, who's torn between impatience and curiosity. He almost smirks when her eyes flicker to Teyla. Elizabeth does smirk.
Teyla doesn't react, not even as Elizabeth leans back and Evan thrusts up. As they begin to move together, Teyla's breath speeds up. A trail of sweat glides down Elizabeth's skin, between her breasts. She wants to feel the scrape of Teyla's teeth against them. She wants the warmth of Teyla's mouth on her nipple while Evan's fingers glide over her skin.
She knows she's not supposed to want Teyla with the same fierce desire that she has for a man. For Evan. She's not supposed to be doing any of this. The vows she made to herself before coming to Atlantis are in ruins. Elizabeth's still not sure whether it was Evan's persuasion or Teyla's gentle pressure that shattered her resolve.
When Teyla kisses her, and Evan's fingers press against her clit, Elizabeth's sent over the edge. She shudders through an orgasm that leaves her moaning into Teyla's mouth. She grips Elizabeth's shoulders with enough force that she knows she'll bruise by morning.
It still surprises her that she likes that too.
As Elizabeth's breathing slows, she slips off to the side. Evan's still hard. She leans down and kisses him softly, then sits up. Teyla moves to kiss Evan, and Elizabeth slides her palm against Teyla's hip. She curves herself around Teyla's back. Elizabeth feels a slight shift, and then Evan's inside Teyla.
Both of Elizabeth's arms wrap around Teyla. She uses the fingers of one hand to toy with Teyla's clit. She scratches the nails of her other against Teyla's stomach. Teyla turns her head and they kiss. Evan's palms skim over Teyla's thighs, and he's staring up at them both.
Teyla grinds against him even as her hand tangles in Elizabeth's hair and she keeps her from pulling away. The fierce ache that comes from it makes her slide her fingers against Teyla's clit. She circles them as Evan groans. His hips jerk as he comes inside Teyla. He doesn't stop, and neither does Elizabeth.
Something about the way Teyla's eyes close as her orgasm starts always has Elizabeth aching and wanting more. Judging from the knowing look Evan gives her, he's noticed that.
They recover themselves and clean up, still studying each other's reactions, still without speaking. As they settle down on the bed - two Ancient beds tied together, really - Teyla chuckles. She's lying on her back, with Elizabeth's arm slung across her waist, while Evan glides his fingertips across the underside of her breast. Elizabeth smiles at her. Lorne grins as the glow of the lights softens and dims.
She watches them, Evan and Teyla both, as they drift into sleep. Sometimes Elizabeth thinks she ought to find the shattered bits of her self-control and end this before it's too late. But tonight, as she lets herself relax into slumber, she can't find it within herself to believe that.
Author: havocthecat
Pairing: Teyla Emmagan/Evan Lorne/Elizabeth Weir
Rating: PG
Summary: The vows she made to herself before coming to Atlantis are in ruins. Elizabeth's still not sure whether it was Evan's persuasion or Teyla's gentle pressure that shattered her resolve.
Author's Notes: Originally written for the sg_rarepairings 2008 fic battle, for the prompt "watching."
***
It still surprises Elizabeth when she meets Teyla's eyes. The slow heat that wells up from the intensity of their look makes her gasp, and then Evan's hands are on her hips as he slides into her.
Elizabeth doesn't move right away. She looks down at Evan, who's torn between impatience and curiosity. He almost smirks when her eyes flicker to Teyla. Elizabeth does smirk.
Teyla doesn't react, not even as Elizabeth leans back and Evan thrusts up. As they begin to move together, Teyla's breath speeds up. A trail of sweat glides down Elizabeth's skin, between her breasts. She wants to feel the scrape of Teyla's teeth against them. She wants the warmth of Teyla's mouth on her nipple while Evan's fingers glide over her skin.
She knows she's not supposed to want Teyla with the same fierce desire that she has for a man. For Evan. She's not supposed to be doing any of this. The vows she made to herself before coming to Atlantis are in ruins. Elizabeth's still not sure whether it was Evan's persuasion or Teyla's gentle pressure that shattered her resolve.
When Teyla kisses her, and Evan's fingers press against her clit, Elizabeth's sent over the edge. She shudders through an orgasm that leaves her moaning into Teyla's mouth. She grips Elizabeth's shoulders with enough force that she knows she'll bruise by morning.
It still surprises her that she likes that too.
As Elizabeth's breathing slows, she slips off to the side. Evan's still hard. She leans down and kisses him softly, then sits up. Teyla moves to kiss Evan, and Elizabeth slides her palm against Teyla's hip. She curves herself around Teyla's back. Elizabeth feels a slight shift, and then Evan's inside Teyla.
Both of Elizabeth's arms wrap around Teyla. She uses the fingers of one hand to toy with Teyla's clit. She scratches the nails of her other against Teyla's stomach. Teyla turns her head and they kiss. Evan's palms skim over Teyla's thighs, and he's staring up at them both.
Teyla grinds against him even as her hand tangles in Elizabeth's hair and she keeps her from pulling away. The fierce ache that comes from it makes her slide her fingers against Teyla's clit. She circles them as Evan groans. His hips jerk as he comes inside Teyla. He doesn't stop, and neither does Elizabeth.
Something about the way Teyla's eyes close as her orgasm starts always has Elizabeth aching and wanting more. Judging from the knowing look Evan gives her, he's noticed that.
They recover themselves and clean up, still studying each other's reactions, still without speaking. As they settle down on the bed - two Ancient beds tied together, really - Teyla chuckles. She's lying on her back, with Elizabeth's arm slung across her waist, while Evan glides his fingertips across the underside of her breast. Elizabeth smiles at her. Lorne grins as the glow of the lights softens and dims.
She watches them, Evan and Teyla both, as they drift into sleep. Sometimes Elizabeth thinks she ought to find the shattered bits of her self-control and end this before it's too late. But tonight, as she lets herself relax into slumber, she can't find it within herself to believe that.