Title: Storytelling
Characters: Ronon/Weir, reference to Lorne/Novak and McKay's in here, too.
Rating: G.
Word count: Approximately 2,205
Note: I really have to stop doing this. I have my own Ronon/Weir story on my mind that I've been mulling over but
autumn_whispers wrote
Unwritten which was an Elizabeth, Ronon, Lorne/Novak story. I adore it and it keeps
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I've just started writing Stargate Atlantis fics but am really enjoying it because the characters are so likeable. I've written 6 so far, and they're in my fic list in case you're interested - although as usual I'm flying all over the place with my pairings :P
By the way, if you like, I can beta read this. :)
That's so kind of you. I normally don't have anyone beta my work just because I scribble so much and I feel bad overwhelming anyone with the volume, but if you have time and you'd like to beta this story, I'd appreciate any input you have. My email address is in my user information so if you do decide to take on the task, please do email your corrections/suggestions! Thanks again :)
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Ronon being all protective, and Elizabeth trying ot reassure him... perfect.
Excellent read.
Fiona
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“Guess who?” Strong hands covered her eyes from behind as she sat in the library of the ancients reading intently.
“Don’t know, don’t really care,” she said coolly, groaning slightly as he lowered his lips to her neck and bit sharply, his teeth sinking into her skin.
“Do you let everyone bite you, Elizabeth?” he whispered in his deep voice, his cool lips sliding against her skin.
“Do you go around biting people all the time, Ronon?” she asked him coolly, breathing in the cool, masculine scent of him. He uncovered her eyes, smiling slightly, his eyes eyeing her with respect.
“You’re a cool one, Elizabeth,” he told her. “Cool and hot, a fascinating combination,” he took her hand in his and drew her with him into the darkness of the library.
“You seem to know your way around,” she observed as he led her to a particularly deserted section of the library, drawing curtains around them so that they were all alone.
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