SGA: Weir/Dex - Sexual Response: Excitement
Title: Slow Burn
Author: skandrae
Theme/Prompt: Five Stages of Sexual Response: Excitement
Fandom: Stargate: Atlantis
Pairing: Elizabeth Weir/Ronon Dex
Rating: PG, I guess
Slow Burn
If anyone who noticed those kinds of things had noticed the way Ronon watched Dr Weir, predatorial gleam in his half-lidded eyes, he wouldn't have been able to explain it.
He wasn't certain why he wanted her.
He had been belly to belly with Teyla any number of times, covered in sweat and thrumming with adrenaline. Yes, his cock had hardened and complained of long neglect, but she was his teammate and sworn companion and he had no desire to sacrifice those things to the pleasure of a moment.
But Dr Weir, Elizabeth...something about her called him, pulled him, got into his head and dreams until he found himself waking in the middle of the night, body taut and hard and aching for her. Not Teyla, no, but Elizabeth who seemed at first so frail and yielding, but whose inner iron revealed itself more with the passing days.
He was an unknown quantity in her world, and he knew he made her nervous. Her breath would hitch, her voice would stumble, and he could see the flush that crept up from the neckline of her shirt. He threw her off-guard, he knew, and he liked it.
He had met many people over the years who feared him, and some who lusted after him, but he had never been in one place long enough to enjoy anything like the gradual revelation of Elizabeth's desire. He had taken his pleasures when and where he could, but had never stayed long to experience this slow, steady build of arousal.
But there were many things he didn't understand about these people, the Earthers, and the rules governing sexual conduct were one of them. And, rather than make a mistake that could cost him the place he had earned among them, he would watch and wait. And try to enjoy the slow burn every time he saw her.
Next stage: Plateau of Arousal: Itch
Author: skandrae
Theme/Prompt: Five Stages of Sexual Response: Excitement
Fandom: Stargate: Atlantis
Pairing: Elizabeth Weir/Ronon Dex
Rating: PG, I guess
Slow Burn
If anyone who noticed those kinds of things had noticed the way Ronon watched Dr Weir, predatorial gleam in his half-lidded eyes, he wouldn't have been able to explain it.
He wasn't certain why he wanted her.
He had been belly to belly with Teyla any number of times, covered in sweat and thrumming with adrenaline. Yes, his cock had hardened and complained of long neglect, but she was his teammate and sworn companion and he had no desire to sacrifice those things to the pleasure of a moment.
But Dr Weir, Elizabeth...something about her called him, pulled him, got into his head and dreams until he found himself waking in the middle of the night, body taut and hard and aching for her. Not Teyla, no, but Elizabeth who seemed at first so frail and yielding, but whose inner iron revealed itself more with the passing days.
He was an unknown quantity in her world, and he knew he made her nervous. Her breath would hitch, her voice would stumble, and he could see the flush that crept up from the neckline of her shirt. He threw her off-guard, he knew, and he liked it.
He had met many people over the years who feared him, and some who lusted after him, but he had never been in one place long enough to enjoy anything like the gradual revelation of Elizabeth's desire. He had taken his pleasures when and where he could, but had never stayed long to experience this slow, steady build of arousal.
But there were many things he didn't understand about these people, the Earthers, and the rules governing sexual conduct were one of them. And, rather than make a mistake that could cost him the place he had earned among them, he would watch and wait. And try to enjoy the slow burn every time he saw her.
Next stage: Plateau of Arousal: Itch