Fanfic - 'Mine' for dark_faith366
Title: Mine
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Unintelligible fluff.
Warnings: Bare skin.
Spoilers: None
Summary: “Isn’t that something babies do?”
Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate Atlantis.
Author's Note: This is for dark_faith366 because she deserves it like WHOA!!! *hugs teh Jess* Oh, and she was kind enough to allow that you all read this. So read it, damnit! And comment? *innocent face*
Feedback: Is love.
Elizabeth reclined on the bed with her feet in the air, making shadow puppets with her feet and the moonlight streaming in the window.
“I’ve never seen a grown adult do that.” His voice rumbled from the bathroom doorway and Elizabeth froze with her feet in the air.
“So.” She smirked, before continuing her effort to make the shadow of her foot look like Sedge. It wasn’t working.
“Isn’t that something babies do?”
“I’m becoming one with my inner child,” she dropped her feet and glared at him. “…tell no one.”
Ronon laughed a deep throaty laugh that had her pulling him towards her and crushing her lips to his. She kissed along his bottom lip, the edge of his mouth and made a trail of kisses down his jaw until she met his collar-bone and another deep laugh.
“What?” she looked up at him, incredulous.
“Nothing, please, continue.”
“Nope.” She pulled herself out from under him, crossed her legs on the bed and crossed her arms over her chest and looked away from him. Glancing back at him staring at her, she swung her bare foot out and knocked his elbow causing him to fall, face first, into the mattress. “That’ll teach you to laugh at me.”
“You’re going to pay for that.” He muttered into the linen and Elizabeth grinned, placing her hands on her knees and peering down at him, still flat on the bed.
“No I’m not.” She whispered and he shot up in an instant, catching her off guard and pinning her to the bed. He tickled her until she could no longer breathe and shouted her surrender.
“I don’t think I should let you surrender, you said so yourself, your people don’t negotiate with terrorists.”
Elizabeth growled as he pulled his thick brown shirt up - which she was wearing - and blew a raspberry on her flat stomach which caused her to break into a fit of giggles.
“No, stop,” she laughed again, wriggling around violently on the bed making it difficult for him to hold her there. “please, stop!”
“Ok, I’ll let you go.”
Elizabeth let out a deep breath as he raised himself above her with his hands pressed into the mattress on either side of her waist, grinning like a Cheshire cat as he did. “What?” she smirked, raising her eyebrow and he let his eyes roam over her, the shirt bunched up around her waist and her belly moving up and down as she breathed.
“You know,” he ran his fingers along her stomach, poking his finger into her belly-button to make her giggle before he gently continued the pattern he was making with his large callused finger. “Zelenka has a crush on you.”
“I know.” She nodded, paying more attention to his finger than his words.
“And McKay has a crush on you.”
“Yep.” She moaned as he kissed her shoulder.
“And Caldwell stares at you.”
“Does he?” her eyes opened wide and Ronon nodded.
“Yes and John worries about you, constantly…always talking about you.”
“I knew that. Sometimes I feel bad.” Elizabeth looked away from him for a moment, before looking back up into his eyes. “Then you make it go away.” She smiled as she reached up and rested her hand on his cheek. Ronon took her hand in his and tilted his head around to it so that he could kiss her palm.
“So,” he looked down at her as she closed her eyes, focusing on his kisses along her arm. “…can I shoot ‘em?”
Her eyes flew open and Ronon laughed as she stared at him. “Ronon, how could you!?”
“I was kidding.” He laughed; grabbing her around the waist and lifting her up until the both of them were kneeling on the bed. He pulled her as close to him as he could get her, before she got the hint and wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. “I just want to let them know you’re mine, that’s all.”
“But I’m not yours, Ronon.” She smirked as he rolled his eyes. “I don’t belong to anyone.”
Ronon held her tighter, a predatory look in his eyes. “But you only sleep with me.” He growled.
Elizabeth laughed. “That’s because I choose to. As you can see, I’ve got quite a selection.”
Ronon’s face turned bright red, regardless of the fact that he knew she was playing with him he still couldn’t help but clench his teeth in defiance.
“You don’t love any of them.” His voice was a low rumble.
Slowly, Elizabeth pulled one hand back from around his neck and gently placed it against his chest, watching it completely as she did before she finally answered him softly. “Well that’s true.”
Ronon gripped the back of her head in his hand and pressed his other against her back as he crushed his lips to hers before she could take it back.
Elizabeth just smiled against his mouth and let him kiss her.
The End.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Unintelligible fluff.
Warnings: Bare skin.
Spoilers: None
Summary: “Isn’t that something babies do?”
Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate Atlantis.
Author's Note: This is for dark_faith366 because she deserves it like WHOA!!! *hugs teh Jess* Oh, and she was kind enough to allow that you all read this. So read it, damnit! And comment? *innocent face*
Feedback: Is love.
Elizabeth reclined on the bed with her feet in the air, making shadow puppets with her feet and the moonlight streaming in the window.
“I’ve never seen a grown adult do that.” His voice rumbled from the bathroom doorway and Elizabeth froze with her feet in the air.
“So.” She smirked, before continuing her effort to make the shadow of her foot look like Sedge. It wasn’t working.
“Isn’t that something babies do?”
“I’m becoming one with my inner child,” she dropped her feet and glared at him. “…tell no one.”
Ronon laughed a deep throaty laugh that had her pulling him towards her and crushing her lips to his. She kissed along his bottom lip, the edge of his mouth and made a trail of kisses down his jaw until she met his collar-bone and another deep laugh.
“What?” she looked up at him, incredulous.
“Nothing, please, continue.”
“Nope.” She pulled herself out from under him, crossed her legs on the bed and crossed her arms over her chest and looked away from him. Glancing back at him staring at her, she swung her bare foot out and knocked his elbow causing him to fall, face first, into the mattress. “That’ll teach you to laugh at me.”
“You’re going to pay for that.” He muttered into the linen and Elizabeth grinned, placing her hands on her knees and peering down at him, still flat on the bed.
“No I’m not.” She whispered and he shot up in an instant, catching her off guard and pinning her to the bed. He tickled her until she could no longer breathe and shouted her surrender.
“I don’t think I should let you surrender, you said so yourself, your people don’t negotiate with terrorists.”
Elizabeth growled as he pulled his thick brown shirt up - which she was wearing - and blew a raspberry on her flat stomach which caused her to break into a fit of giggles.
“No, stop,” she laughed again, wriggling around violently on the bed making it difficult for him to hold her there. “please, stop!”
“Ok, I’ll let you go.”
Elizabeth let out a deep breath as he raised himself above her with his hands pressed into the mattress on either side of her waist, grinning like a Cheshire cat as he did. “What?” she smirked, raising her eyebrow and he let his eyes roam over her, the shirt bunched up around her waist and her belly moving up and down as she breathed.
“You know,” he ran his fingers along her stomach, poking his finger into her belly-button to make her giggle before he gently continued the pattern he was making with his large callused finger. “Zelenka has a crush on you.”
“I know.” She nodded, paying more attention to his finger than his words.
“And McKay has a crush on you.”
“Yep.” She moaned as he kissed her shoulder.
“And Caldwell stares at you.”
“Does he?” her eyes opened wide and Ronon nodded.
“Yes and John worries about you, constantly…always talking about you.”
“I knew that. Sometimes I feel bad.” Elizabeth looked away from him for a moment, before looking back up into his eyes. “Then you make it go away.” She smiled as she reached up and rested her hand on his cheek. Ronon took her hand in his and tilted his head around to it so that he could kiss her palm.
“So,” he looked down at her as she closed her eyes, focusing on his kisses along her arm. “…can I shoot ‘em?”
Her eyes flew open and Ronon laughed as she stared at him. “Ronon, how could you!?”
“I was kidding.” He laughed; grabbing her around the waist and lifting her up until the both of them were kneeling on the bed. He pulled her as close to him as he could get her, before she got the hint and wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. “I just want to let them know you’re mine, that’s all.”
“But I’m not yours, Ronon.” She smirked as he rolled his eyes. “I don’t belong to anyone.”
Ronon held her tighter, a predatory look in his eyes. “But you only sleep with me.” He growled.
Elizabeth laughed. “That’s because I choose to. As you can see, I’ve got quite a selection.”
Ronon’s face turned bright red, regardless of the fact that he knew she was playing with him he still couldn’t help but clench his teeth in defiance.
“You don’t love any of them.” His voice was a low rumble.
Slowly, Elizabeth pulled one hand back from around his neck and gently placed it against his chest, watching it completely as she did before she finally answered him softly. “Well that’s true.”
Ronon gripped the back of her head in his hand and pressed his other against her back as he crushed his lips to hers before she could take it back.
Elizabeth just smiled against his mouth and let him kiss her.
The End.