SGA ficlets for fandom_stocking (Teyla/Elizabeth, Rodney/Laura, Sam/John)
written for medie: Returning, Teyla/Elizabeth
Being away from Atlantis had been harsh for Elizabeth. Giving up the city meant giving up the most important thing she had ever done. She felt as though she had failed at her job, her mission.
But as she returned, after that whole mess with the Ancients and that other mess with Simon... she realized that there was more to the feeling of loss and missing something. She hadn't only missed the city.
"Can I help you?"
Teyla's voice startled Elizabeth, and Elizabeth chided herself for it. She had entered Teyla's quarters, so hearing Teyla should not come as a surprise.
Breathe. No, seriously, BREATHE. And now speak. Tell her that you need to talk about something.
"Er, I guess so."
Damn you, woman.
She was nervous. That, of course, could have something to do with not knowing what the hell she was going to say next. Now that was good preparation!
A few very uncomfortable seconds passed.
"Would you like to sit down? I have just prepared some tea for myself, but there is enough for both of us." Teyla's body language was, as always, welcoming. Friendly small, inviting gesture.
"That would be nice," Elizabeth managed to reply. This was worse than her first date with Simon - and that had gone spectacularly wrong. It also didn't help that she only now noticed that tea was served on Teyla's bed.
Sit down. Take offered tea. Sip on tea and burn tongue. Not going as planned. Okay, so there has been no plan. But still.
"There is something on your mind."
It wasn't a question, but Elizabeth answered anyway. "Yes. Ever since I returned."
Good. This is going somewhere.
Teyla nodded. "I noticed. You have been very tense around me."
Wonderful. So I am that obvious.
"That... Well, I...," Elizabeth stuttered.
"Maybe we could relieve that tension a bit?"
What?
And then she was being kissed. And then she kissed back.
"Tension relieved a bit?" Teyla asked, a bit out of breath.
Elizabeth didn't answer verbally.
written for whatifisaidno: Bonding, Rodney/Laura (bondage)
Rodney had been sure that if anything, Laura would turn out to be a dominant person in bed. She was a soldier with a bossy personality, after all.
So when she asked him to bind him to the bed, he was surprised. He had never done anything more kinky than a bit of dirty talking in bed, and that had turned out to embarrass him a lot.
But he like to please Laura and so he took the rope she had in her nightstand (he had assumed that it was for some weird exercise routine, but now he knew better) and bound her hands the way she showed him. The effect was larger than he ever could have imagined - she moaned so loud he was a bit worried the guy in the neighbouring quarter would hear her and she orgasmed while he was inside of her, which she had never done before. It felt good.
"Wow, that was good," she said afterwards, breathing heavily.
"Yeah," Rodney answered, not yet sure where this was leading.
The next time they were in her quarters, he blindfolded her and then bound her hands to the bed. The effect was as large as the last time and he started to enjoy being able to see her without her seeing him and touching her without her being able to touch him.
It was a new world for Rodney and Laura gently introduced him to it. It was only several weeks later that he spanked her for the first time and only gently with his hands. She took away his fears of it being degrading to do such things to a woman. "If I want it and enjoy it, how can it be degrading?"
Rodney enjoyed it more and more each time they did something new. They still had what he called 'soft' sex where she kissed him gently all over his body and he pleasured her with his hands and they made love. But they also expressed their love with ropes and handcuffs and belts now. And after a while, it stopped feeling awkward at all.
"So, when you first kissed me, did you expect this?" she asked him once.
He thought about the best answer for a moment. "No. But I knew you'd be full of surprises."
written for dragon_within: Impatience, Sam/John
"So, can I open it now?"
Sam rolled her eyes. "Patience is a virtue, yo know?"
"Who needs patience if they can have presents?"
"There will be no present if you don't stop asking me." Sam smiled at John. He really was like a kid when it came to presents .
"But you already gave it to me." John started to unwrap the present.
Sam lightly slapped his hand. "I could order you to give it back to me."
He took his hand away from the present, but didn't give up. "But you wouldn't."
"You really think so?" she asked.
"Yeah."
Sam laughed. "You already know me too well."
John shook his head. "Oh, I wish I knew you well, Sam. But you still surprise me every day."
He really enjoyed making her blush.
Being away from Atlantis had been harsh for Elizabeth. Giving up the city meant giving up the most important thing she had ever done. She felt as though she had failed at her job, her mission.
But as she returned, after that whole mess with the Ancients and that other mess with Simon... she realized that there was more to the feeling of loss and missing something. She hadn't only missed the city.
"Can I help you?"
Teyla's voice startled Elizabeth, and Elizabeth chided herself for it. She had entered Teyla's quarters, so hearing Teyla should not come as a surprise.
Breathe. No, seriously, BREATHE. And now speak. Tell her that you need to talk about something.
"Er, I guess so."
Damn you, woman.
She was nervous. That, of course, could have something to do with not knowing what the hell she was going to say next. Now that was good preparation!
A few very uncomfortable seconds passed.
"Would you like to sit down? I have just prepared some tea for myself, but there is enough for both of us." Teyla's body language was, as always, welcoming. Friendly small, inviting gesture.
"That would be nice," Elizabeth managed to reply. This was worse than her first date with Simon - and that had gone spectacularly wrong. It also didn't help that she only now noticed that tea was served on Teyla's bed.
Sit down. Take offered tea. Sip on tea and burn tongue. Not going as planned. Okay, so there has been no plan. But still.
"There is something on your mind."
It wasn't a question, but Elizabeth answered anyway. "Yes. Ever since I returned."
Good. This is going somewhere.
Teyla nodded. "I noticed. You have been very tense around me."
Wonderful. So I am that obvious.
"That... Well, I...," Elizabeth stuttered.
"Maybe we could relieve that tension a bit?"
What?
And then she was being kissed. And then she kissed back.
"Tension relieved a bit?" Teyla asked, a bit out of breath.
Elizabeth didn't answer verbally.
written for whatifisaidno: Bonding, Rodney/Laura (bondage)
Rodney had been sure that if anything, Laura would turn out to be a dominant person in bed. She was a soldier with a bossy personality, after all.
So when she asked him to bind him to the bed, he was surprised. He had never done anything more kinky than a bit of dirty talking in bed, and that had turned out to embarrass him a lot.
But he like to please Laura and so he took the rope she had in her nightstand (he had assumed that it was for some weird exercise routine, but now he knew better) and bound her hands the way she showed him. The effect was larger than he ever could have imagined - she moaned so loud he was a bit worried the guy in the neighbouring quarter would hear her and she orgasmed while he was inside of her, which she had never done before. It felt good.
"Wow, that was good," she said afterwards, breathing heavily.
"Yeah," Rodney answered, not yet sure where this was leading.
The next time they were in her quarters, he blindfolded her and then bound her hands to the bed. The effect was as large as the last time and he started to enjoy being able to see her without her seeing him and touching her without her being able to touch him.
It was a new world for Rodney and Laura gently introduced him to it. It was only several weeks later that he spanked her for the first time and only gently with his hands. She took away his fears of it being degrading to do such things to a woman. "If I want it and enjoy it, how can it be degrading?"
Rodney enjoyed it more and more each time they did something new. They still had what he called 'soft' sex where she kissed him gently all over his body and he pleasured her with his hands and they made love. But they also expressed their love with ropes and handcuffs and belts now. And after a while, it stopped feeling awkward at all.
"So, when you first kissed me, did you expect this?" she asked him once.
He thought about the best answer for a moment. "No. But I knew you'd be full of surprises."
written for dragon_within: Impatience, Sam/John
"So, can I open it now?"
Sam rolled her eyes. "Patience is a virtue, yo know?"
"Who needs patience if they can have presents?"
"There will be no present if you don't stop asking me." Sam smiled at John. He really was like a kid when it came to presents .
"But you already gave it to me." John started to unwrap the present.
Sam lightly slapped his hand. "I could order you to give it back to me."
He took his hand away from the present, but didn't give up. "But you wouldn't."
"You really think so?" she asked.
"Yeah."
Sam laughed. "You already know me too well."
John shook his head. "Oh, I wish I knew you well, Sam. But you still surprise me every day."
He really enjoyed making her blush.