Fic -"Standing Still"- Rated R - Ronon/Keller
Title: Standing Still
Author: Nicole
Part:1/1
Rating: R
Spoilers: for some dialogue in "Quarantine"
Pairing: Ronon/Keller
Summary: The last part in my series of "shots" for this pairing. The two have a much needed conversation and things can finally move forward.
Word count: 1966
A/N: Technically this is a one-shot, but it's the last in a series. I would read the other parts first, things will make more sense if you do. Also I think this is a good way to end these fics. That way I can start on some others for a challenge that's going on :) For the moment this is unbeataed, so forgive and feel free to point out any errors.
Previous parts:
Part one: http://nicole9514.livejournal.com/184779.html
Part two: http://nicole9514.livejournal.com/188600.html
Part three: http://nicole9514.livejournal.com/192888.html
Part four: http://nicole9514.livejournal.com/194042.html
“Can we talk?”
“About what?” Jennifer Keller swallowed back all the bitterness in her voice. Well almost all of it.
Ronon met her defiant glare. “You know what.”
“Oh that.” The pain crept into her voice. “You haven’t spoken to me in over a week. Now you want to talk.”
“Yes.” He sat down across from her and began eating his lunch.
A part of her wanted to reach across the table and throttle him. Another part of her wanted him to hold her. Emotions really sucked. Especially when it came to men.
“Fine.”
He nodded and stood. “Let’s go somewhere private.”
She sighed but followed him from the mess hall out to a balcony overlooking the city. He leaned on the railing and was silent.
She stood several feet behind him and crossed her arms. She braced herself for whatever was about to happen, and to be honest, she had no idea what to expect.
“Ronon.” She said after he failed to speak.
“I’m sorry. I was an ass.”
Jen had to admit, she definitely hadn’t been expecting that.
“Yes.” She paused. “You were.”
He smiled sadly. “I should have explained. But I wasn’t ready.”
“And you are now.”
“No. Not really. But I want you to understand. It isn’t what you think.”
“Ronon, I don’t know what I think,” she fought back the tears that were threatening.
“I like you a lot.”
The tears vanished. “Okay, but I don’t understand, why did you leave?”
“Because I was an ass.”
She shook her head. Almost all the anger had vanished and was replaced by complete confusion. Jen stepped closer to him. “You know something. I like you too.” She almost felt silly saying it like that, but the slight redness on his cheeks made her smile.
“After what I did, I’m just glad you’ll even talk to me.”
“You shouldn’t have just left, but we’re here now. So tell me what happened.”
“I lost someone. Very close to me.” His voice got very soft. “Her name was Melena.” Ronon swallowed.”
Any remaining bits of anger melted away. Jennifer laid her hand on his shoulder. He placed his large hand over her tiny one.
“I haven’t been with anyone since her. Once she died, my life became nothing but a battlefield. Then I was on the run, until I came here. When I ran it was because I got...” he seemed to be searching for the right word.
She smiled through the tears that had started to fall. “Scared.”
He smiled back. “That doesn’t leave this balcony.”
“Anything you tell me, never will.” She whispered.
“I know.”
“I’m sorry Ronon. I understand if you aren’t ready.”
“No. That’s the problem. I am ready. That’s why I ran.”
She bit her bottom lip. “I’m trying to understand. But now I’m a little lost again.”
“I forgot about her for the first time. When I’m with you-” He looked away.
Now she understood.
“You know what I think. I think she’d want you to be happy. I know she would. It’s what I’d want for someone I loved.”
“Yep. Easier to say.”
“I know.” She studied his tired face. This could work she realized. It really could. The question was, where to go from here. Then it hit her. Sometimes you just needed to start small. She beamed at him. “You wanna go finish lunch. I’m starved.”
He laughed and looked back at her. “Me too.”
“I thought you might be. And Ronon, there’s no rush.”
She felt his fingers entwine through hers as they started to walk. It was a nice feeling. He held her hand the entire way back to the table where their food was undisturbed. He sat down next to her and pulled his tray across the table toward him.
“Jennifer.” She liked the way he said her name. It sent chills down her spine. “Thank you.”
“For what?”
“Not kicking my ass.”
They both laughed.
“So,” he grinned. “Have you been keeping up with your stretching?”
She hid her own grin behind her sandwich. “Yep.”
“Good.”
“Why?”
“No reason.” His eyes were filled with mischief.
Her jaw dropped. “You are so bad. What happened to slow?”
“I’ve been standing still for a long time. I’m ready to start moving again.”
“Sometimes the things you say. I mean you don’t say a lot, but when you do.” She smiled.
“Not such a cave man after all.”
“I never said that.” She gasped.
“Rodney does.” He deadpanned.
“Well, he’s wrong.”
Ronon shrugged. “I don’t mind people underestimating me. Just like they do you. I sure did. It gives you the element of surprise.”
“What do you mean you underestimated me?”
“I honestly thought you were weak. I was wrong. You’re one of the strongest women I know.”
“Really? Thank you.” She glanced down at her food. “I was wrong about you too, so I guess that makes us even.”
They ate in comfortable silence. Trading smiles off and on until he asked,” You wanna spar tonight?”
“Yes.” She answered without a moments thought.
He flashed her that devastating grin of his. “I'll pick you up at your quarters.”
“You’ll pick me up.”
“Yeah. Walk with you. That sorta thing.”
“Okay.” She felt her insides turn to mush. Jen’s heart was lighter than it had been in a week and two days. It all made sense now, and she hadn’t lost Ronon. Actually, she felt closer to him than ever. It really was amazing how quickly things could change.
Work flew by, and before she knew it she was heading for her room. Jennifer showered, put on her tightest pair of work out clothes, left her hair down, and applied make up. It wouldn’t last with all the sweating she’d be doing, but she wanted to look sexy as hell when he showed up at her door. Not that she was trying to seduce him. She smiled at her reflection. All her life she’d struggled to fit in, and maybe she’d been standing still as well. No more. Now when she looked in the mirror Jennifer Keller liked what she saw.
Ronon arrived right on time. She opened the door and was pleased to see he liked what he saw as well. “Wow.”
“Wow what?”
He stepped inside and she let the door shut behind him. “You look hot.”
She choked back her surprise. “I really like how blunt you are sometimes.”
“Thanks.”
As she looked at him, she was pretty sure he wasn‘t thinking about sparring, and neither was she. Jennifer wasn‘t the type of girl who flung herself at men. She didn‘t sleep with them on a first date. She and Ronon technically hadn‘t even had one. But here she was, standing in front of Ronon, wanting nothing more than to make love to him. Love didn‘t happen this fast did it? When she focused on his warm, brown eyes she saw all the same anxieties and desires mirrored in his expression.
“Ronon, are we together? I mean, are we dating?”
He smiled. “I hope so.”
“I guess we are then.”
“Sounds like a plan.”
“This isn‘t going to be easy is it?” She smirked.
“I never said it would be.”
She stepped closer to him and placed her hands on his chest. His hands slid around her waist. “I didn‘t say I wanted it to be,” Jennifer whispered.
Something happened in that moment. Her eyes locked with his. She felt she could see into his soul, it was beautiful and scary at the same time. He loved her. She knew it right then. She saw it in his eyes, felt it in his touch. This was it, that moment her mom had always told her about. Who would have ever thought she‘d find love with an alien warrior.
He swallowed. “You know I’ve been thinking. I think we should start right where we left off during our last session.”
“You do.” She tried not to sound to pleased...or anxious.
“I don’t want to fight you, Jennifer. I want to be with you. Now,” he growled.
And woah, did it turn her on. This time she kissed him. Hard, deep, soft, warm, wet and very hot. When he slid his tongue into her mouth she realized he did know something about the tango, or at least his tongue did. And oh did they dance.
She ripped his shirt over his head, it got tangled in one of his dreadlocks, they both laughed and tumbled onto her bed. Once she had his shirt off, it was time to revel. She straddled him. Her fingers explored his arms, his stomach, and finally stopped at his pants line. She made a move to pull them off and he stopped her.
“My turn.”
“If you insist.”
“I do.”
Her shirt was on the floor in moments. Then his warm hands did some exploring of their own. They started at her shoulder blades, and moved down to her breasts. Teasing her nipples until they were aching from his touch. And it felt so good. He moved down to her stomach and pulled her closer, his teeth gently brushed her neck, followed by his tongue. She moaned.
Her hands slid down his pants and she felt him, hard and very well equipped.
“Nice,” she gasped. She took him in her hands and went to work.
Soon he was gasping and moaning.
“Pants.” They both panted at the same time.
In moments both their pants and underwear joined their discarded shirts on the floor.
He slid his long fingers inside her and she went to heaven. The man was good. And it had been a long time for her. A very long time. From the way he was responding to her, and what he’d told her, she knew it was the same for him.
“I want you more than I’ve wanted anything in my life,” he whispered.
She felt her heart swell, he meant it. His voice was so full of love it almost made her cry.
“You have me.” She said while the heat began to build inside her. She shook and shuddered, clung to him, her fingers digging into his back. As she climaxed against him, he kissed her, whispering things that she never thought any man would say to her. This was a completely different side to Ronon. One she knew others only caught glimpses of. That he was so open with her made her feel special.
Jennifer slid on top of him, guiding him inside of her. There was a moment of pain as he filled her up, then only pleasure. She smiled down at him, their bodies moving as one. He smiled back, his face flushed with pleasure.
His fingers entwined through hers as their bodies rocked, the pleasure built and built until she felt like she was going to explode. They moved faster and faster, panting and moaning. She heard herself crying his name, and heard her own name cried in return. They both shuddered, and cried out as one.
She was pleased to find out he liked to cuddle. Jennifer smiled and rested her head on his chest.
“Wow.” She said.
“Yeah.”
“I have to say, that was a pretty good workout.” Jennifer wrapped her leg around his waist.
“The best.” He kissed the top of her head.
She laughed, her body still vibrating with pleasure. “I guess I finally got you on your back.”
“You don’t hear me complaining,” he brushed his lips against her nose.
She snuggled against him and felt her eyelids getting heavy. “You’re not going to be gone in the morning are you?”
“Unless you tell me to leave, I’m not going anywhere.”
“Good. Then I guess you’re stuck with me.” Jennifer smiled.
“That works for me.”
I think that's it guys. It feels like the right place to end this one. Feedback is loved and adored. What did you guys think? Hated it, loved it, let me know :)
I'd appreciate if you could leave any feedback on my lj instead of all the comm's i've crossposted too thankies:))
Author: Nicole
Part:1/1
Rating: R
Spoilers: for some dialogue in "Quarantine"
Pairing: Ronon/Keller
Summary: The last part in my series of "shots" for this pairing. The two have a much needed conversation and things can finally move forward.
Word count: 1966
A/N: Technically this is a one-shot, but it's the last in a series. I would read the other parts first, things will make more sense if you do. Also I think this is a good way to end these fics. That way I can start on some others for a challenge that's going on :) For the moment this is unbeataed, so forgive and feel free to point out any errors.
Previous parts:
Part one: http://nicole9514.livejournal.com/184779.html
Part two: http://nicole9514.livejournal.com/188600.html
Part three: http://nicole9514.livejournal.com/192888.html
Part four: http://nicole9514.livejournal.com/194042.html
“Can we talk?”
“About what?” Jennifer Keller swallowed back all the bitterness in her voice. Well almost all of it.
Ronon met her defiant glare. “You know what.”
“Oh that.” The pain crept into her voice. “You haven’t spoken to me in over a week. Now you want to talk.”
“Yes.” He sat down across from her and began eating his lunch.
A part of her wanted to reach across the table and throttle him. Another part of her wanted him to hold her. Emotions really sucked. Especially when it came to men.
“Fine.”
He nodded and stood. “Let’s go somewhere private.”
She sighed but followed him from the mess hall out to a balcony overlooking the city. He leaned on the railing and was silent.
She stood several feet behind him and crossed her arms. She braced herself for whatever was about to happen, and to be honest, she had no idea what to expect.
“Ronon.” She said after he failed to speak.
“I’m sorry. I was an ass.”
Jen had to admit, she definitely hadn’t been expecting that.
“Yes.” She paused. “You were.”
He smiled sadly. “I should have explained. But I wasn’t ready.”
“And you are now.”
“No. Not really. But I want you to understand. It isn’t what you think.”
“Ronon, I don’t know what I think,” she fought back the tears that were threatening.
“I like you a lot.”
The tears vanished. “Okay, but I don’t understand, why did you leave?”
“Because I was an ass.”
She shook her head. Almost all the anger had vanished and was replaced by complete confusion. Jen stepped closer to him. “You know something. I like you too.” She almost felt silly saying it like that, but the slight redness on his cheeks made her smile.
“After what I did, I’m just glad you’ll even talk to me.”
“You shouldn’t have just left, but we’re here now. So tell me what happened.”
“I lost someone. Very close to me.” His voice got very soft. “Her name was Melena.” Ronon swallowed.”
Any remaining bits of anger melted away. Jennifer laid her hand on his shoulder. He placed his large hand over her tiny one.
“I haven’t been with anyone since her. Once she died, my life became nothing but a battlefield. Then I was on the run, until I came here. When I ran it was because I got...” he seemed to be searching for the right word.
She smiled through the tears that had started to fall. “Scared.”
He smiled back. “That doesn’t leave this balcony.”
“Anything you tell me, never will.” She whispered.
“I know.”
“I’m sorry Ronon. I understand if you aren’t ready.”
“No. That’s the problem. I am ready. That’s why I ran.”
She bit her bottom lip. “I’m trying to understand. But now I’m a little lost again.”
“I forgot about her for the first time. When I’m with you-” He looked away.
Now she understood.
“You know what I think. I think she’d want you to be happy. I know she would. It’s what I’d want for someone I loved.”
“Yep. Easier to say.”
“I know.” She studied his tired face. This could work she realized. It really could. The question was, where to go from here. Then it hit her. Sometimes you just needed to start small. She beamed at him. “You wanna go finish lunch. I’m starved.”
He laughed and looked back at her. “Me too.”
“I thought you might be. And Ronon, there’s no rush.”
She felt his fingers entwine through hers as they started to walk. It was a nice feeling. He held her hand the entire way back to the table where their food was undisturbed. He sat down next to her and pulled his tray across the table toward him.
“Jennifer.” She liked the way he said her name. It sent chills down her spine. “Thank you.”
“For what?”
“Not kicking my ass.”
They both laughed.
“So,” he grinned. “Have you been keeping up with your stretching?”
She hid her own grin behind her sandwich. “Yep.”
“Good.”
“Why?”
“No reason.” His eyes were filled with mischief.
Her jaw dropped. “You are so bad. What happened to slow?”
“I’ve been standing still for a long time. I’m ready to start moving again.”
“Sometimes the things you say. I mean you don’t say a lot, but when you do.” She smiled.
“Not such a cave man after all.”
“I never said that.” She gasped.
“Rodney does.” He deadpanned.
“Well, he’s wrong.”
Ronon shrugged. “I don’t mind people underestimating me. Just like they do you. I sure did. It gives you the element of surprise.”
“What do you mean you underestimated me?”
“I honestly thought you were weak. I was wrong. You’re one of the strongest women I know.”
“Really? Thank you.” She glanced down at her food. “I was wrong about you too, so I guess that makes us even.”
They ate in comfortable silence. Trading smiles off and on until he asked,” You wanna spar tonight?”
“Yes.” She answered without a moments thought.
He flashed her that devastating grin of his. “I'll pick you up at your quarters.”
“You’ll pick me up.”
“Yeah. Walk with you. That sorta thing.”
“Okay.” She felt her insides turn to mush. Jen’s heart was lighter than it had been in a week and two days. It all made sense now, and she hadn’t lost Ronon. Actually, she felt closer to him than ever. It really was amazing how quickly things could change.
Work flew by, and before she knew it she was heading for her room. Jennifer showered, put on her tightest pair of work out clothes, left her hair down, and applied make up. It wouldn’t last with all the sweating she’d be doing, but she wanted to look sexy as hell when he showed up at her door. Not that she was trying to seduce him. She smiled at her reflection. All her life she’d struggled to fit in, and maybe she’d been standing still as well. No more. Now when she looked in the mirror Jennifer Keller liked what she saw.
Ronon arrived right on time. She opened the door and was pleased to see he liked what he saw as well. “Wow.”
“Wow what?”
He stepped inside and she let the door shut behind him. “You look hot.”
She choked back her surprise. “I really like how blunt you are sometimes.”
“Thanks.”
As she looked at him, she was pretty sure he wasn‘t thinking about sparring, and neither was she. Jennifer wasn‘t the type of girl who flung herself at men. She didn‘t sleep with them on a first date. She and Ronon technically hadn‘t even had one. But here she was, standing in front of Ronon, wanting nothing more than to make love to him. Love didn‘t happen this fast did it? When she focused on his warm, brown eyes she saw all the same anxieties and desires mirrored in his expression.
“Ronon, are we together? I mean, are we dating?”
He smiled. “I hope so.”
“I guess we are then.”
“Sounds like a plan.”
“This isn‘t going to be easy is it?” She smirked.
“I never said it would be.”
She stepped closer to him and placed her hands on his chest. His hands slid around her waist. “I didn‘t say I wanted it to be,” Jennifer whispered.
Something happened in that moment. Her eyes locked with his. She felt she could see into his soul, it was beautiful and scary at the same time. He loved her. She knew it right then. She saw it in his eyes, felt it in his touch. This was it, that moment her mom had always told her about. Who would have ever thought she‘d find love with an alien warrior.
He swallowed. “You know I’ve been thinking. I think we should start right where we left off during our last session.”
“You do.” She tried not to sound to pleased...or anxious.
“I don’t want to fight you, Jennifer. I want to be with you. Now,” he growled.
And woah, did it turn her on. This time she kissed him. Hard, deep, soft, warm, wet and very hot. When he slid his tongue into her mouth she realized he did know something about the tango, or at least his tongue did. And oh did they dance.
She ripped his shirt over his head, it got tangled in one of his dreadlocks, they both laughed and tumbled onto her bed. Once she had his shirt off, it was time to revel. She straddled him. Her fingers explored his arms, his stomach, and finally stopped at his pants line. She made a move to pull them off and he stopped her.
“My turn.”
“If you insist.”
“I do.”
Her shirt was on the floor in moments. Then his warm hands did some exploring of their own. They started at her shoulder blades, and moved down to her breasts. Teasing her nipples until they were aching from his touch. And it felt so good. He moved down to her stomach and pulled her closer, his teeth gently brushed her neck, followed by his tongue. She moaned.
Her hands slid down his pants and she felt him, hard and very well equipped.
“Nice,” she gasped. She took him in her hands and went to work.
Soon he was gasping and moaning.
“Pants.” They both panted at the same time.
In moments both their pants and underwear joined their discarded shirts on the floor.
He slid his long fingers inside her and she went to heaven. The man was good. And it had been a long time for her. A very long time. From the way he was responding to her, and what he’d told her, she knew it was the same for him.
“I want you more than I’ve wanted anything in my life,” he whispered.
She felt her heart swell, he meant it. His voice was so full of love it almost made her cry.
“You have me.” She said while the heat began to build inside her. She shook and shuddered, clung to him, her fingers digging into his back. As she climaxed against him, he kissed her, whispering things that she never thought any man would say to her. This was a completely different side to Ronon. One she knew others only caught glimpses of. That he was so open with her made her feel special.
Jennifer slid on top of him, guiding him inside of her. There was a moment of pain as he filled her up, then only pleasure. She smiled down at him, their bodies moving as one. He smiled back, his face flushed with pleasure.
His fingers entwined through hers as their bodies rocked, the pleasure built and built until she felt like she was going to explode. They moved faster and faster, panting and moaning. She heard herself crying his name, and heard her own name cried in return. They both shuddered, and cried out as one.
She was pleased to find out he liked to cuddle. Jennifer smiled and rested her head on his chest.
“Wow.” She said.
“Yeah.”
“I have to say, that was a pretty good workout.” Jennifer wrapped her leg around his waist.
“The best.” He kissed the top of her head.
She laughed, her body still vibrating with pleasure. “I guess I finally got you on your back.”
“You don’t hear me complaining,” he brushed his lips against her nose.
She snuggled against him and felt her eyelids getting heavy. “You’re not going to be gone in the morning are you?”
“Unless you tell me to leave, I’m not going anywhere.”
“Good. Then I guess you’re stuck with me.” Jennifer smiled.
“That works for me.”
I think that's it guys. It feels like the right place to end this one. Feedback is loved and adored. What did you guys think? Hated it, loved it, let me know :)
I'd appreciate if you could leave any feedback on my lj instead of all the comm's i've crossposted too thankies:))