Untitled (Teyla/Carson)- Virgin Challenge
Title: Untitled
Author: flatlanddan
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Carson/Teyla
Challenge: Virgin Challenge
Summary: He had gotten used to odd surprises and this one wasn't entirely unpleasent.
"Dr. Beckett?"
The words didn't startle Carson anywhere near as much as they would have two years before. True, hearing Teyla's voice in the middle of the night in his quarters wasn't something had happened often. In fact, ever. He had gotten used to odd surprises and this one wasn't entirely unpleasant. Still, he wished that his brain was a bit more connected before he had to open his mouth.
"Menh?" he managed, rolling over to come face to face with beautiful brown eyes crouched down at his level.
"I am sorry, I should have waiting until morning" She began to strand as his hand shot out of the warm blanket cocoon.
"I'm sorry Teyla. Are you sick? Is something wrong?"
"No, no…I had a question that I believed was of a medical nature and didn't feel comfortable asking the duty doctor." Carson frowned, his hand still resting on her wrist.
"Do you have a problem talking with Dr. Martin?"
"No. No. It's just that people often feel uncomfortable when I ask certain questions and I thought this might be one of them." Carson rubbed his eyes and focused on her. Beautiful. Beautiful was the only word he could think of when she was around. It was cliché but true. She softened every atmosphere she entered. Even now, having her wake him up at lord knows when seemed more like a blessing.
"What can I answer for you?"
"Has my cherry been popped?" Carson closed his eyes and flopped back onto the pillow.
"In what context?"
"I was talking to Lt. Dewie in the hallway tonight and he asked me if my cherry had been popped. I said I wasn't familiar with the phrase but would find out."
"Did he laugh?" Carson asked quietly.
"He smiled." Small mercies, Carson thought to himself.
"Cherry is commonly used slang for a woman's hymen. The phrase "popping the/her cherry" indicates a loss of a woman's virginity. The cherry may have been chosen because its bright red color and juice is similar to blood, and many women bleed when having intercourse for the first time."
"You gave me a very good definition. Was it from a text book?"
"Wikipedia" She smiled.
"McKay has told me of this collection of knowledge. He seemed to think it was for simpletons."
"Yes, well, he does refer to me as a witch doctor so I'm not surprised."
"I'm sorry for waking you for something so simple Doctor. In future I will not disturb you."
"I'm not." She smiled slightly at his words, spoken suddenly. Reaching down, she gently removed his hand and held it in her own.
"Do you wish to know if my cherry is intact doctor?"
"I don't have to ask stupid question like that. I just toss some eye of newt into my cauldron and a bright red piece of fruit appears on the forehead of anyone who isn't." She laughed and touched the corner of his blanket.
"May I join you?"
"Only if you answer one question." She nodded.
"Alright then." He watched he get closer and felt a warm body press against his, her head rest against his neck.
"Are you still going to ask your question?"
"Did you know what Dewie was talking about?" He felt her cheeks move into a smile briefly before she rolled on top of him.
"There is only one man who needs to know about the state of my cherry, and he already knows about it." And then she kissed him and his world was beautiful.
Author: flatlanddan
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Carson/Teyla
Challenge: Virgin Challenge
Summary: He had gotten used to odd surprises and this one wasn't entirely unpleasent.
"Dr. Beckett?"
The words didn't startle Carson anywhere near as much as they would have two years before. True, hearing Teyla's voice in the middle of the night in his quarters wasn't something had happened often. In fact, ever. He had gotten used to odd surprises and this one wasn't entirely unpleasant. Still, he wished that his brain was a bit more connected before he had to open his mouth.
"Menh?" he managed, rolling over to come face to face with beautiful brown eyes crouched down at his level.
"I am sorry, I should have waiting until morning" She began to strand as his hand shot out of the warm blanket cocoon.
"I'm sorry Teyla. Are you sick? Is something wrong?"
"No, no…I had a question that I believed was of a medical nature and didn't feel comfortable asking the duty doctor." Carson frowned, his hand still resting on her wrist.
"Do you have a problem talking with Dr. Martin?"
"No. No. It's just that people often feel uncomfortable when I ask certain questions and I thought this might be one of them." Carson rubbed his eyes and focused on her. Beautiful. Beautiful was the only word he could think of when she was around. It was cliché but true. She softened every atmosphere she entered. Even now, having her wake him up at lord knows when seemed more like a blessing.
"What can I answer for you?"
"Has my cherry been popped?" Carson closed his eyes and flopped back onto the pillow.
"In what context?"
"I was talking to Lt. Dewie in the hallway tonight and he asked me if my cherry had been popped. I said I wasn't familiar with the phrase but would find out."
"Did he laugh?" Carson asked quietly.
"He smiled." Small mercies, Carson thought to himself.
"Cherry is commonly used slang for a woman's hymen. The phrase "popping the/her cherry" indicates a loss of a woman's virginity. The cherry may have been chosen because its bright red color and juice is similar to blood, and many women bleed when having intercourse for the first time."
"You gave me a very good definition. Was it from a text book?"
"Wikipedia" She smiled.
"McKay has told me of this collection of knowledge. He seemed to think it was for simpletons."
"Yes, well, he does refer to me as a witch doctor so I'm not surprised."
"I'm sorry for waking you for something so simple Doctor. In future I will not disturb you."
"I'm not." She smiled slightly at his words, spoken suddenly. Reaching down, she gently removed his hand and held it in her own.
"Do you wish to know if my cherry is intact doctor?"
"I don't have to ask stupid question like that. I just toss some eye of newt into my cauldron and a bright red piece of fruit appears on the forehead of anyone who isn't." She laughed and touched the corner of his blanket.
"May I join you?"
"Only if you answer one question." She nodded.
"Alright then." He watched he get closer and felt a warm body press against his, her head rest against his neck.
"Are you still going to ask your question?"
"Did you know what Dewie was talking about?" He felt her cheeks move into a smile briefly before she rolled on top of him.
"There is only one man who needs to know about the state of my cherry, and he already knows about it." And then she kissed him and his world was beautiful.