Antigravity
Title: "Antigravity"
Author: PrettySirenx
Rating: MA
Genre: fluff, smut
Spoilers: None.
Disclaimer: I don't own SGU.
Author's Note: This one's for ladypredator and her "weightless" prompt.
Destiny came out of FTL with an abrupt jerk. It was the dead of night. Nobody noticed; they were all asleep and far too used to the sensation by now. In the whole of the ship, only two souls were awake. They sat alone together in the observation deck, conversing about the nightmares which plagued their haunted minds.
“Should you go see where we are?” Chloe asked, quietly. She didn’t want to keep him from his work.
He shrugged.
There was another abrupt jerk -- this time, it was harsher. The doors of the observation deck slammed shut.
“Bloody hell,” Rush muttered. It was the telltale signs of some system failure or another.
“Something’s different,” Chloe said; her seat was no longer on the floor, but instead had come to be in midair.
“The artificial gravity has failed.”
“Why are we locked in?”
“Safety protocol.”
Chloe bit her lip and attempted to maneuver herself. Her instinct was to swim -- and she tried it, but nothing happened. Rush laughed.
“You can’t swim through air.”
“I wasn’t briefed on how to cope with weightlessness,” she grumbled, embarrassed by her actions. “So, how are we going to get out of here?”
“Well, I’m currently stuck,” he replied. It was true -- he was. He hovered in midair in the middle of the room. “But you’re not. Use the window to push off and aim towards me.”
“You want me to tackle you?” she asked, screwing up her eyebrows. “Because that was so ladylike the last time.”
“Well, this time I want you to,” he said. “Or else we’re not getting out of here. If Eli or Brody can make it to a console, how much faith do you have in them to actually fix the problem?”
“Alright,” she sighed. She took a deep breath, honing in on his position; closing her eyes, she pushed off of the window.
She giggled wildly as he caught her in his arms, both of them landing on the sofa. She opened her eyes, finding his.
“This is rather…intimate,” she said. Then she giggled again. But then she sobered again when his eyes lingered with hers just one nanosecond too long.
“We should probably try to find a way to the door now,” he said, suddenly breaking eye contact. His hand, which was on the small of her back, twitched slightly.
“You’re right,” she agreed. But then an odd thought overtook her and she had to voice it aloud to be truly happy. “Do you think it’s possible to have sex in zero gravity?”
His hand twitched again.
“I’m not sure,” he said slowly; it was clear he was trying very hard to remove any sort of expression from his face.
“Haven’t you ever wondered?” she asked; her voice became somehow lower, more husky -- just slightly so. She clutched his shirt in a hungry way and he tensed.
“Chloe,” he said; his mouth felt very dry. His heart pounded. What should he do? How could he continue to act normal under these close and trying circumstances? How could he pretend any longer that she wasn’t pressing her breasts to his chest?
After all, he was a man like any other. Her beauty was something that nobody ignored -- including him. However, he was a man of control and composure. He could appreciate her without becoming a hormonal mess -- usually. But now…now was different -- now she was touching him for extended periods of time in the right ways. He took a deep breath as the blood flowed to his cock, which pressed into her.
Her eyes widened as she felt him for the very first time. She was excited -- very excited. She wondered if she could get his pants off. She wondered if she could discreetly lower her hand and unzip his trousers. She wondered what he’d say if she did.
“Chloe,” he said again, but this time, his voice wasn’t stiff or dry -- it was more of a low, sensual growl.
She wondered what she had to do to get him to make the move she wanted him to make. Perhaps she should just be blunt -- perhaps she should just grab his hands and guide them up her shirt or down her pants. Maybe she should just take off all of her clothes or better still -- she should take off all of his.
But maybe, she thought, if she could just get him to say her name once more, that would be all she needed.
She leaned into his neck, but she didn’t kiss it. Instead, she breathed.
“Damn it, Chloe!” he growled, digging his fingers into her back. He wanted her so bad, it was literally painful -- did she realize she was doing this to him?
Oh, but she did. She truly did. There was a sweet sort of malice in her eyes that wasn’t harmless at all -- it was brutal, but well-intended nonetheless. Her eyes said very plainly: “ravish me”.
“Gravity is so overrated, Rush,” Chloe said into his neck, clutching at him once more in that desperate, hungry way.
“Then we must exploit that fact,” he replied. Her eyes lit up. There it was. There was the look.
“Totally,” she breathed. And then she giggled as he ended up on top of her. That’s when she knew she was definitely going to find out the answer to her question. That’s also when she knew, without a doubt, that finding out that answer would be just as wild as she always imagined.
Author: PrettySirenx
Rating: MA
Genre: fluff, smut
Spoilers: None.
Disclaimer: I don't own SGU.
Author's Note: This one's for ladypredator and her "weightless" prompt.
Destiny came out of FTL with an abrupt jerk. It was the dead of night. Nobody noticed; they were all asleep and far too used to the sensation by now. In the whole of the ship, only two souls were awake. They sat alone together in the observation deck, conversing about the nightmares which plagued their haunted minds.
“Should you go see where we are?” Chloe asked, quietly. She didn’t want to keep him from his work.
He shrugged.
There was another abrupt jerk -- this time, it was harsher. The doors of the observation deck slammed shut.
“Bloody hell,” Rush muttered. It was the telltale signs of some system failure or another.
“Something’s different,” Chloe said; her seat was no longer on the floor, but instead had come to be in midair.
“The artificial gravity has failed.”
“Why are we locked in?”
“Safety protocol.”
Chloe bit her lip and attempted to maneuver herself. Her instinct was to swim -- and she tried it, but nothing happened. Rush laughed.
“You can’t swim through air.”
“I wasn’t briefed on how to cope with weightlessness,” she grumbled, embarrassed by her actions. “So, how are we going to get out of here?”
“Well, I’m currently stuck,” he replied. It was true -- he was. He hovered in midair in the middle of the room. “But you’re not. Use the window to push off and aim towards me.”
“You want me to tackle you?” she asked, screwing up her eyebrows. “Because that was so ladylike the last time.”
“Well, this time I want you to,” he said. “Or else we’re not getting out of here. If Eli or Brody can make it to a console, how much faith do you have in them to actually fix the problem?”
“Alright,” she sighed. She took a deep breath, honing in on his position; closing her eyes, she pushed off of the window.
She giggled wildly as he caught her in his arms, both of them landing on the sofa. She opened her eyes, finding his.
“This is rather…intimate,” she said. Then she giggled again. But then she sobered again when his eyes lingered with hers just one nanosecond too long.
“We should probably try to find a way to the door now,” he said, suddenly breaking eye contact. His hand, which was on the small of her back, twitched slightly.
“You’re right,” she agreed. But then an odd thought overtook her and she had to voice it aloud to be truly happy. “Do you think it’s possible to have sex in zero gravity?”
His hand twitched again.
“I’m not sure,” he said slowly; it was clear he was trying very hard to remove any sort of expression from his face.
“Haven’t you ever wondered?” she asked; her voice became somehow lower, more husky -- just slightly so. She clutched his shirt in a hungry way and he tensed.
“Chloe,” he said; his mouth felt very dry. His heart pounded. What should he do? How could he continue to act normal under these close and trying circumstances? How could he pretend any longer that she wasn’t pressing her breasts to his chest?
After all, he was a man like any other. Her beauty was something that nobody ignored -- including him. However, he was a man of control and composure. He could appreciate her without becoming a hormonal mess -- usually. But now…now was different -- now she was touching him for extended periods of time in the right ways. He took a deep breath as the blood flowed to his cock, which pressed into her.
Her eyes widened as she felt him for the very first time. She was excited -- very excited. She wondered if she could get his pants off. She wondered if she could discreetly lower her hand and unzip his trousers. She wondered what he’d say if she did.
“Chloe,” he said again, but this time, his voice wasn’t stiff or dry -- it was more of a low, sensual growl.
She wondered what she had to do to get him to make the move she wanted him to make. Perhaps she should just be blunt -- perhaps she should just grab his hands and guide them up her shirt or down her pants. Maybe she should just take off all of her clothes or better still -- she should take off all of his.
But maybe, she thought, if she could just get him to say her name once more, that would be all she needed.
She leaned into his neck, but she didn’t kiss it. Instead, she breathed.
“Damn it, Chloe!” he growled, digging his fingers into her back. He wanted her so bad, it was literally painful -- did she realize she was doing this to him?
Oh, but she did. She truly did. There was a sweet sort of malice in her eyes that wasn’t harmless at all -- it was brutal, but well-intended nonetheless. Her eyes said very plainly: “ravish me”.
“Gravity is so overrated, Rush,” Chloe said into his neck, clutching at him once more in that desperate, hungry way.
“Then we must exploit that fact,” he replied. Her eyes lit up. There it was. There was the look.
“Totally,” she breathed. And then she giggled as he ended up on top of her. That’s when she knew she was definitely going to find out the answer to her question. That’s also when she knew, without a doubt, that finding out that answer would be just as wild as she always imagined.