FIC: Serendipity [SGA, NC17, Kate/Teyla]
Title: Serendipity
Author: SA
For: bastet (sweetvalleyslut)
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Pairing: Teyla/Kate
Rating: NC17
When they kissed, the room got warmer. At first they thought it was just their bodies, generating heat between them. But as they came closer, as their hands and lips met skin, they realized, beneath the haze of their attraction, that something was not right.
Kate pulled away first, turning her head to keep from kissing Teyla again and again. Teyla panted against her side, and they both tried to kind some balance.
"This room--" Kate said finally.
"Yes," Teyla said. "There is something strange about it. I felt--warmer. When we--" She cut herself off and turned to look at Kate.
Kate's hand came up to caress her face. Then, as if she couldn't control it, she leaned in and kissed Teyla again, again.
They reclined on the couch, pressing into the soft material that gave beneath them. Kate's hand rested on the skin exposed beneath Teyla's shirt. Her skin was hot, as hot as the room, which felt as if someone had stoked a fire nearby. Teyla's hands slid beneath Kate's shirt and lifted it, freeing more of her skin to touch. The pads of Teyla's fingers felt lightning-hot against Kate's skin, and when Teyla trailed kisses along the side of her arm, following them with a cool stream of air, Kate's head fell backwards, exposing more of her throat to Teyla's mouth.
The room changed colors from the dark purple it was when they entered to a brighter red, a rose-red. It played across their bodies encasing them in a glow that matched the heat made between them. Kate nosed her way down, kissing Teyla's breasts, loosening the laces and freeing them from their confines. Teyla's fingers scratched lightly at Kate's back, and they moved together, legs fitting into place with ease.
It got warmer, ever warmer, and they were moved to shed themselves of the clothes that were so unimportant now. Teyla's fingers slipped into Kate, making her legs tremble and shake, her back arch, her skin glisten with sweat from the heat of the room and from Teyla. When Kate cried out, Teyla kissed her, swallowing her noises into herself, letting Kate ride out her orgasm on Teyla's fingers and pulling Kate's legs around her. They kissed for long minutes, Kate's normally well-kept hair loose and messy around her face, and when Teyla pulled free, Kate gasping at the loss, Kate pulled Teyla's fingers to her mouth and sucked on them. Teyla's breath faltered, and as her hand began to steal downwards again, this time for herself, Kate's sly smile stopped her.
Kate toppled them both over on the bed, which had once been a couch, in this room that was too-warm and too-red. Kate kissed Teyla, beginning with her lips and moving downwards, stroking her clever hands up and down Teyla's sides, making her shiver and curl her toes. Kate pushed Teyla's legs further apart and settled between them, pushing one testing finger inside her, just to see Teyla arch. Teyla's legs locked around Kate, and the look on Teyla's face spoke what she was thinking. Kate grinned again and knelt, giving a first tentative lick to Teyla's thigh.
As Kate pulled more of Teyla to her, the bed around them shifted to accommodate: Teyla was lifted so that she was nearer Kate's face, and it became easier to kneel in comfort as she sucked on Teyla's clit, relishing the breathy shouts Teyla made in response. She finally rested her head on Teyla's stomach, kissing around her belly button, and putting her hand against and into Teyla, watching the play of orgasm across her face and knowing her own face had reflected the same emotions.
They both came down slowly, resting against each other, arms twining and hair commingling, kissing every once in awhile but mostly resting. They didn't notice that the room became cooler until Teyla shivered slightly; and the bed re-formed slowly into a couch, leaving them pressed tightly against each other in the much smaller space. The room became the dark, dusky purple it had been before.
Kate and Teyla rose reluctantly, donning their clothes, and were startled when they heard a heavy knock at the door and Dr. McKay's familiar belligerence on the other side of the door. They looked at each other, then went to the door. It opened as they approached, showing a worried-looking Dr. Beckett, a threat-to-kill Lieutenant Sheppard, and an angry, red-faced McKay arguing with the local leaders that had welcomed them to the planet the day before.
"We thought you were trapped," Sheppard said, the relief apparent on his face.
"It figures something like this would happen on Dr. Heightmeyer's first trip offworld," Rodney said mulishly, waving away the patient alien leader with an imperial hand-wave.
"Well," Kate said, with a voice that sounded unused, "we didn't really notice."
"Yes," Teyla said, hiding her smile. "We found ways to amuse ourselves."
They grasped hands, briefly, and then parted, Kate going to meet with Dr. Weir's negotiating contingent. Only Sheppard looked speculative as she left, and when he turned to look at Teyla, she had her sweet, secretive smile in place.
"What exactly is the room for?" Dr. Beckett inquired.
"It is a recreation room," the solemn alien replied. "It has no set purpose but what those who enter make of it."
"Ah," said Teyla. "We thought it was simply a sitting room."
The leader looked at her. "It can be that. Or something else."
"Those crazy Ancients," McKay muttered.
"Indeed," Teyla said, bringing her hand to her lips to cover her smile.
Author: SA
For: bastet (sweetvalleyslut)
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Pairing: Teyla/Kate
Rating: NC17
When they kissed, the room got warmer. At first they thought it was just their bodies, generating heat between them. But as they came closer, as their hands and lips met skin, they realized, beneath the haze of their attraction, that something was not right.
Kate pulled away first, turning her head to keep from kissing Teyla again and again. Teyla panted against her side, and they both tried to kind some balance.
"This room--" Kate said finally.
"Yes," Teyla said. "There is something strange about it. I felt--warmer. When we--" She cut herself off and turned to look at Kate.
Kate's hand came up to caress her face. Then, as if she couldn't control it, she leaned in and kissed Teyla again, again.
They reclined on the couch, pressing into the soft material that gave beneath them. Kate's hand rested on the skin exposed beneath Teyla's shirt. Her skin was hot, as hot as the room, which felt as if someone had stoked a fire nearby. Teyla's hands slid beneath Kate's shirt and lifted it, freeing more of her skin to touch. The pads of Teyla's fingers felt lightning-hot against Kate's skin, and when Teyla trailed kisses along the side of her arm, following them with a cool stream of air, Kate's head fell backwards, exposing more of her throat to Teyla's mouth.
The room changed colors from the dark purple it was when they entered to a brighter red, a rose-red. It played across their bodies encasing them in a glow that matched the heat made between them. Kate nosed her way down, kissing Teyla's breasts, loosening the laces and freeing them from their confines. Teyla's fingers scratched lightly at Kate's back, and they moved together, legs fitting into place with ease.
It got warmer, ever warmer, and they were moved to shed themselves of the clothes that were so unimportant now. Teyla's fingers slipped into Kate, making her legs tremble and shake, her back arch, her skin glisten with sweat from the heat of the room and from Teyla. When Kate cried out, Teyla kissed her, swallowing her noises into herself, letting Kate ride out her orgasm on Teyla's fingers and pulling Kate's legs around her. They kissed for long minutes, Kate's normally well-kept hair loose and messy around her face, and when Teyla pulled free, Kate gasping at the loss, Kate pulled Teyla's fingers to her mouth and sucked on them. Teyla's breath faltered, and as her hand began to steal downwards again, this time for herself, Kate's sly smile stopped her.
Kate toppled them both over on the bed, which had once been a couch, in this room that was too-warm and too-red. Kate kissed Teyla, beginning with her lips and moving downwards, stroking her clever hands up and down Teyla's sides, making her shiver and curl her toes. Kate pushed Teyla's legs further apart and settled between them, pushing one testing finger inside her, just to see Teyla arch. Teyla's legs locked around Kate, and the look on Teyla's face spoke what she was thinking. Kate grinned again and knelt, giving a first tentative lick to Teyla's thigh.
As Kate pulled more of Teyla to her, the bed around them shifted to accommodate: Teyla was lifted so that she was nearer Kate's face, and it became easier to kneel in comfort as she sucked on Teyla's clit, relishing the breathy shouts Teyla made in response. She finally rested her head on Teyla's stomach, kissing around her belly button, and putting her hand against and into Teyla, watching the play of orgasm across her face and knowing her own face had reflected the same emotions.
They both came down slowly, resting against each other, arms twining and hair commingling, kissing every once in awhile but mostly resting. They didn't notice that the room became cooler until Teyla shivered slightly; and the bed re-formed slowly into a couch, leaving them pressed tightly against each other in the much smaller space. The room became the dark, dusky purple it had been before.
Kate and Teyla rose reluctantly, donning their clothes, and were startled when they heard a heavy knock at the door and Dr. McKay's familiar belligerence on the other side of the door. They looked at each other, then went to the door. It opened as they approached, showing a worried-looking Dr. Beckett, a threat-to-kill Lieutenant Sheppard, and an angry, red-faced McKay arguing with the local leaders that had welcomed them to the planet the day before.
"We thought you were trapped," Sheppard said, the relief apparent on his face.
"It figures something like this would happen on Dr. Heightmeyer's first trip offworld," Rodney said mulishly, waving away the patient alien leader with an imperial hand-wave.
"Well," Kate said, with a voice that sounded unused, "we didn't really notice."
"Yes," Teyla said, hiding her smile. "We found ways to amuse ourselves."
They grasped hands, briefly, and then parted, Kate going to meet with Dr. Weir's negotiating contingent. Only Sheppard looked speculative as she left, and when he turned to look at Teyla, she had her sweet, secretive smile in place.
"What exactly is the room for?" Dr. Beckett inquired.
"It is a recreation room," the solemn alien replied. "It has no set purpose but what those who enter make of it."
"Ah," said Teyla. "We thought it was simply a sitting room."
The leader looked at her. "It can be that. Or something else."
"Those crazy Ancients," McKay muttered.
"Indeed," Teyla said, bringing her hand to her lips to cover her smile.