Drabble. No spoilers. PG-13 for implied multiple partner zombie lovin'.
What happens when I think things like, "Hey, if OT3 and zombies are the new black..." and then
poohmusings encourages me?
Bad things. Very bad things.
Crossposted to
la_la_la_2004. Dedicated to Karen, because it's all her fault.
Daniel Jackson had been the hardest to kill. Teal'c pried Daniel's fingers from his pantleg and tossed Daniel's rotting hand onto the pile of decomposing flesh a few feet away.
Their bodies were again twined together, much like he had found them. O'Neill, Major Carter and Daniel Jackson had been... occupied when the priestess had led him to the ruined temple.
It was not an image he cared to dwell upon.
Soft hands stroked up his arm. The priestess squeezed his bicep and licked her lips. "That was most impressive."
Teal'c flexed his arm and smiled at her cleavage.
"Indeed."