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Gateverse Only
Brown/Cadman/Miko, pudding
Cadman/Sam Carter. Fifteen stitches and counting.
Cadman/Teyla, Athosian beer
Carter/Vala, thongs and Carter/Vala, thongs
Elizabeth/Laura, Thigh
Elizabeth/Vala, Imminent Domain
Elizabeth/Vala, Pirate
Elizabeth/Vala, rescue mission
Elizabeth/Vala, understanding
Elizabeth/Vala. Cultural references
Kate/Teyla, Cain and Abel
Kate/Teyla, Miracles
Kate/Teyla/Laura, Carols
Kate/Weir, Wedding
Katie Brown/Laura Cadman/Sam Carter, Fantasy
Laura Cadman/Katie Brown, Here Be Dragons
Laura Cadman/Vala, floriography
Miko/Katie Brown, Heinlein
Miko/Sam, Push
Novak/Cadman, Pillow Talk
Novak/Miko, Pythagorean theory
Novak/Weir, Crushes
Sam/Carolyn, paper
Sam/Carolyn, water
Sam/Elizabeth, defense
Sam/Janet, bells
Sam/Janet, boots
Sam/Janet, cops and robbers
Sam/Janet, dancing
Sam/Janet, fire
Sam/Janet, lasso
Sam/Janet, sunrise
Sam/Janet, towel
Sam/Vala, cocktail dresses
Sam/Vala, guns
Sam/Vala, kick-boxing
Sam/Vala, Lemons
Sam/Vala, Madrigal
Sam/Vala, noughts & crosses (tic-tac-to?)
Sam/Vala/Weir/Teyla, bonfire
Sam/Weir, prisoners
Sora/Kate, Mistake
Sora/Kate, Vacuum
Sora/Sam, Paperclip
Sora/Teyla, History
Sora/Teyla, Roots
Sora/Teyla/Kate, Knots
Sora/Vala, Counterfactual
Teyla, Kate, Sora, Sam (any combo), Narnia
Teyla/Cadman, Aliens made them do it
Teyla/Cadman, ritual
Teyla/Cadman. Living until morning
Teyla/Elizabeth, evil twin
Teyla/Elizabeth, homesick
Teyla/Elizabeth, language
Teyla/Kate, Cartography
Teyla/Kate, Eureka
Teyla/Kate, food
Teyla/Kate, Goblin Market
Teyla/Kate, home and Teyla/Kate, home
Teyla/Kate, labyrinths
Teyla/Kate, sparring
Teyla/Kate, the meaning of life
Teyla/Kate, Vachel Lindsay
Teyla/Kate/Sam, Circuitry
Teyla/Sam, heat
Teyla/Sora, Goblin Fruit
Teyla/Sora, sex rituals
Teyla/Sora, tradition
Teyla/Vala, weapons
Teyla/Weir, Dilemma
Teyla/Weir, lunch time quickie
Teyla/Weir, Values
Vala/Carolyn, gamble
Vala/Janet, Breaking
Vala/Novak. Relatively speaking
Vala/Teyla. You can never go home.
Crossovers
BSG, Cadman/Ellen Tigh, gambling
BSG, Cadman/Kat, winner takes all
BSG, Sam/Starbuck, bet
BSG, Sam/Starbuck, brig
BSG, Sam/Starbuck, duel
BSG, Sam/Starbuck, heresy
BSG: Sam/D'anna, bad attitudes
Discworld, Teyla/Susan, Stories
Doctor Who, Vala/Rose, Treasure
Due South. Cadman/Maggie Fraser. Last-ditch prayers.
Eureka, Atlantis/S.A.R.A.H., Avatar
Eureka, Elizabeth/Zoe Carter, Siren
Eureka, Kate/Beverly, Disagreement
Eureka, Katie Brown/Jo Lupo, Natural
Eureka, Laura Cadman/Jo Lupo, Bang
Eureka, Miko/Beverly, Unexpected
Eureka, Sam/Allison Blake, Control
Eureka, Teyla/Zoe, Stretch
Eureka, Vala/Allison, Used
Eyre Affair, Laura Cadman/Thursday Next, Historical Theory
Fables, Elizabeth/Snow White, Proper
Firefly, Chaya/Zoe, Breath
Firefly, Elizabeth/Inara, Diplomatic Arrangements
Firefly, Inara/Miko, The Pillow Book
Firefly, Laura Cadman/Kaylee Frye, Doctors
Firefly, Zoe/Vala, Into the Black
Good Omens, Elizabeth/War, Incestuous
Good Omens, Kate/Anathema Device, Ancestors
Good Omens, Laura Cadman/Pepper, War
Good Omens, Vala/War, Revelation
Good Omens, Vala/War/Pepper, Regeneration
Harry Potter, Elizabeth/Tonks, Silence
Harry Potter, Katie Brown/Lavender Brown, Skirts
Harry Potter, Luna/Elizabeth, Borges
Harry Potter, Miko/Tonks, Honne
Harry Potter, Sora/Ginny, Quest
House, Elizabeth/Cuddy, Child
House, Elizabeth/Cuddy, Plutarch
House, Katie Brown/Nurse Brenda, Idiots
House, Laura Cadman/Cameron, Empathy
House, Sam/Cameron, Throttle
House, Vala/Cameron, Theft
House/Harry Potter, Elizabeth Weir/Lisa Cuddy/Alicia Spinnet, Come and Go
JAG: Sam/Mac, secrets
Kill Bill, Elizabeth/The Bride, Wield
LRK's Kate Martinelli series, Kate Heightmeyer/Kate Martinelli, Coping
Narnia, Susan/Vala, Burning Bridges
Star Trek: TNG, Teyla/Jadzia Dax, lifetimes
Star Wars, Sam/Mara, faster than light
Star Wars, Vala/Jaina, sparkles
SVU: Janet/Olivia, the unexpected
SVU: Sam/Olivia, laundry
Torchwood, Carter/Gwen, little grey aliens
Xena: Janet/Gabrielle, teacher
December 2 2006, 09:28:01 UTC 5 years ago
Remember Remember, SGA/SG-1, Sam/Vala/Weir/Teyla, bonfire
Some notes: Set during/soon after SG-1 season 10's The Pegasus Project. According to Wikipedia, some parts of Canada celebrate Bonfire Night but not all - I'm assuming that Rodney doesn't.Remember Remember
Teyla chuckled as she watched the handful of intoxicated expedition members attempt to toss the 'dummy' that they were so proud of into the fire. When she had asked Sheppard earlier why the same colleagues had been showing off their creation in the mess hall, he had shrugged and replied that it was a “British thing”. She had pointed out that Lieutenant Roberts was also involved and that his uniform possessed a different flag to the others. “Must be a Commonwealth thing then. Ask McKay, he's one of them.”
Rodney had attempted to explain the tradition in his usual impatient manner, and she had eventually concluded that it was the date on Earth rather than any specific event in Atlantis that was relevant to the instigation of “Bonfire Night”. Though as Elizabeth had put it, ultimately it was an opportunity for the expedition members to take some time out and relax before the Odyssey left in the morning and they all returned to their normal routine.
“Drink?”
She looked up and smiled, taking the cup from Elizabeth's outstretched hand. Her fingers ran lightly across the other woman's as she did so, and despite the loud music she could hear her gasp. They were both becoming bolder in their gestures, as if daring others to notice and acknowledge their relationship. She had no doubt that Halling suspected, but he had yet to comment.
“Having fun?”
Teyla let out a gasp of her own as Elizabeth sat down, the warm breath against her ear unexpected but not unwelcome. She turned her head to reply, and found their lips tantalizingly close.
“Very much so,” she managed to breathe out.
She watched Elizabeth's expression change as she turned and caught Colonel Carter staring at her. There was no reproof, only curiosity, and Teyla was about to tell Elizabeth as much when she saw the Colonel's hand land on her neighbour's thigh and the two women lean into each other to talk.
Their conversation ended abruptly as they rose and made their way around the fire and past the clearing that had been dubbed the 'dance floor'. Sam stopped in front of Elizabeth and held her hand out tentatively. “Dance?”
Elizabeth glanced at Teyla before placing her cup on the ground and getting to her feet. “Sure.”
In contrast, Vala smirked as she took the cup from Teyla's grasp, finishing its contents before dropping it to the floor. Teyla's hand was already poised in the air when Vala grabbed it, her fingers gripping tightly as they followed the sound of the music to the clearing.
The tune held a fast pace, but they still managed to keep up with each other's rhythm, limbs brushing frequently and deliberately. Teyla shivered as a solitary finger trembled down the exposed part of her spine. She paused and tilted her head so that Vala could whisper into her ear.
“Remember remember, the fifth of November.”
December 7 2006, 05:31:13 UTC 5 years ago
Incense, Teyla/Kate, home
We're allowed to do as many as we want, right? Quality is not horribly important, right? And we can do a prompt multiple times, right?hm....
Incense
Teyla/Kate, home
Kate leaned back against the end of Teyla's bed, her loose curls dangerously close to the candle flames. "You're right," she said and she took a deep breath. Her eyes closed.
Teyla sat down on her bed and leaned her body against Kate's. "The incense comes from Athos," she explained. "It was used to relax and bring clarity of thought."
"From Athos?" Kate opened her eyes, surprised.
"Yes. I have been hoarding my bundles. I have only this and one other left."
"Thank you," Kate said, kissing Teyla softly. The incense curled around them, a last memory of home.
December 7 2006, 05:57:25 UTC 5 years ago
Re: Incense, Teyla/Kate, home
Yes, you can do as many as you'd like. I'd argue that quality is up to the writer. And yes, you can do the same prompt more than once if you'd like.Very nice little ficlet, btw.
January 7 2007, 17:14:50 UTC 5 years ago
Re: Incense, Teyla/Kate, home
Me likes. Short and incredibly sweet. ^_^January 9 2007, 02:22:35 UTC 5 years ago
Re: Incense, Teyla/Kate, home
That was nice - very sweet, and it fit a lot of emotion in a short space.December 12 2006, 06:55:43 UTC 5 years ago
I like doing these little short responses...
HomeTeyla/Kate, home
After the grand return, Teyla celebrated with John and the others, but excused herself early. Kate was in her office, unpacking. She smiled wearily at Teyla and gestured for her to sit.
"I think," Kate said, "I will be needed soon. I should be ready." Teyla nodded and reached down for a box to open.
"I will help you," she said. They worked quietly, each aware of the conversations that could be taking places, the innumerable questions.
Kate sighed. "I don't know how much longer I could have stood it."
Teyla waited for her to continue and after a moment, Kate did.
"None of us belong on Earth anymore, I don't think. I certainly don't."
Teyla grinned. "Maybe next time you'll accept my offer and stay."
Kate laughed. "You were most persuasive, but---"
"I know," Teyla said. "We both have our responsibilities." Teyla folded her box and sat it down on top of Kate's. "I do not suppose you have unpacked your room yet...?"
Kate shook her head. "No. Would you like to help?"
"I might as well. I am glad you are back, Kate."
Kate reached out and tangled Teyla's fingers with her own. "So am I."
January 7 2007, 17:16:43 UTC 5 years ago
Re: I like doing these little short responses...
Aw! Pretty!December 12 2006, 07:06:09 UTC 5 years ago
Siberian Fodder, Cadman/Sam Carter, Fifteen stitches and counting.
Sam thinks that she'll send Cadman straight to Siberia. Hand her a one-way ticket and ship her out. She hasn't been this annoyed since meeting Rodney McKay. The least that Landry could've done was put her on Sheppard's team.Sam doesn't like Sheppard much either.
"Ouch." Sam resists the urge to touch her head as the nurse stitches her up. She misses the gentle touch of Janet.
Cadman's sitting there with a stupid grin on her face. "Fifteen stitches and counting. How many do you have, Colonel?"
"Ten," Sam winces. She's met women like Cadman before. The ones who want to be on the front lines and be one of the guys, who join the Marines and fast-track themselves to the SGC because long ago they forgot to care about the gender of their soldiers in battle. Sam's always been a scientist first; she'll never admit just how much she'd miss the action if she was stuck in a lab all day.
"This is going to be a gnarly scar." Cadman holds up her arm and examines it while waiting for a bandage.
Sam tries not to roll her eyes. She wants a beer. Maybe Daniel and Teal'c will join her at the local watering hole. Because Sam's definitely not inviting Cadman or her bombs.
January 9 2007, 02:25:30 UTC 5 years ago
Re: Siberian Fodder, Cadman/Sam Carter, Fifteen stitches and counting.
Heee! I really liked this, and Cadman is just perfect.5 years ago
December 26 2006, 08:27:29 UTC 5 years ago
Target Practice, Sam/Vala, guns
"I quite like this one."Sam glances over her shoulder and blinks at the rifle Vala's holding. The woman looks rather enamored of it as she settles it against her shoulder, fingers moving confidently into position. There's something rather alluring and downright distracting about Vala holding a gun. But Sam's trying not to dwell on that. "It's good for long-range stuff. Short-range, it's too bulky to be truly effective."
"How's the kick?" Vala asks, still cradling the rifle and bouncing from foot to foot, as though testing how it will feel when she moves.
"Not too bad." Coming to a decision, Sam grabs a matching rifle and heads for the ammunition drawers. "Let's go try these out. You'll need to get checked out with as many guns as possible, anyway."
"Good." Vala moves after her, stopping against Sam's back and peering over her shoulder into the drawer. "My. Those are large."
Distracted by Vala's breath on her neck, Sam drops one of the bullets, then grabs it and ends up stepping back into Vala. "Ack. Sorry."
"No worries." One of Vala's arms loops around Sam, holding her steady. "You get clumsy around guns, Colonel Carter. I'll have to remember that." Her tone slightly triumphant, Vala releases her and moves away.
It wasn't the guns. Sam grit her teeth and grabbed a box of bullets. "Vala, let's go find out why they call me the SGC's best shooter."
"Really?"
"Best shot on base." Sam confirms, moving past Vala and ignoring the picture she presents.
"Oooh. I'm impressed. Really. Show me your moves, Colonel. I'm all ears."
Trying to decide if Vala is flirting with her, Sam decides as she walks into the firing range, is like trying to decide if... Sam realizes she can't even think of an appropriate analogy, and decides to give up worrying.
"Show me." Vala demands.
Sam sets the rifle down and loads it, fingers moving in a pattern she's done thousands of times before. Then she lifts it and sights the target to check the scope. "Put on a pair of ear-guards." Sam grabs a set, juggling the rifle.
"Oh, let me!"
Before Sam can put the rifle down to do it herself, Vala's hands move the protection into position, fingers stroking through Sam's hair. "Thanks," she manages, voice a little breathless.
Vala's reply isn't audible.
Checking to make sure Vala put on her own ear guards, Sam returns her attention to the rifle. Her first shot is clean, and Sam is aware that Vala is still close. The second is just as clean. And then Vala leans closer her and blows across the back of Sam's neck.
The third shot is almost clean.
Not sure that Vala really is trying to throw her off, Sam steps back and knocks Vala off-balance. "Sorry."
A muffled reply comes back to her.
Moving forward, Sam fires off the last three shots in rapid succession, before Vala can think of anything else to distract her with.
Turning, she pulls the ear guards off, and raises her eyebrows at Vala.
"Well, I'm sure I can beat that." Vala smiles widely, then moves to load her own rifle. Vala barely takes time to brace herself before firing the first time. Her shot doesn't even hit the target. Realizing why a moment later, Sam moves and touches Vala's shoulder.
The second shot goes even more out of the way, then Vala turns to glare.
"You're holding it wrong."
Reaching out, Sam adjusts Vala's grip, then turns her and brings her arms around the other woman to get the hold correct. Vala shoves an elbow back into Sam, removing her from her personal space.
Sam smirks slightly and steps back while Vala fires four times in quick succession.
Both of them pull the guards off and Sam presses the button to bring their targets towards them.
Sam's has two holes, one slightly large from the passage of five bullets. Vala's has one hole, directly in the center.
"Not bad."
"Mmm. Would have got all six."
Sam shrugs, "Maybe."
"No maybe, Colonel." Vala grins.
"Vala, call me Sam, ok?"
"All right, Sam."
They grin at each other for a moment, and Sam wonders what Vala would do if she tried to kiss her.
"Show me another?" Vala asks, breaking the moment.
"Definitely." After all, an afternoon spent shooting at targets with a hot chick in leather would give Sam lots of things to think about.
December 27 2006, 18:14:35 UTC 5 years ago
Re: Target Practice, Sam/Vala, guns
That was a lot of fun. Nice one. :)5 years ago
December 28 2006, 10:50:02 UTC 5 years ago
Re: Target Practice, Sam/Vala, guns
Oooo, very nice ;)5 years ago
January 1 2007, 23:09:15 UTC 5 years ago
Re: Target Practice, Sam/Vala, guns
Hee that was great!5 years ago
December 26 2006, 09:19:18 UTC 5 years ago
For there is no friend like a sister, Teyla/Kate, Goblin Market
Teyla's still cautious of Dr. Heightmeyer and her medicine. She realizes that burdens cannot be shared alone, but this is why Teyla believes in family and friends. Of course, many of those on Atlantis have no family and many, much to her surprise, don't seem to have any friends. Teyla herself seems blessed in the latter half, to know that she can always talk to John, Ronon, or Rodney, even if they do not always understand.It's been weeks since they killed Michael and the other Wraith on the planet. But Teyla's still having nightmares. Carson thinks they are an after-effect of her being near so many dying Wraith. But Teyla has never had them before after battle, or a slaughter. Perhaps Heightmeyer is correct -- this time things were different.
When Teyla refuses help, Heightmeyer loans her a book of poems by a woman named Rossetti, telling Teyla that they comforted her the first long year they spent on Atlantis. The book opens automatically, its spine bent, to a poem called "Goblin Market." The pages are much loved and Teyla can see why Heightmeyer appreciates it with its rhymes and smooth words that roll over her tongue. It reminds her of Athosian songs.
Teyla considers that perhaps her Wraith DNA is like the goblin fruit. That it permeates her skin, turns her closer to them. She tries not to mediate on these thoughts, tries not to consider that she's a Laura without a Lizzie. There is no one to drink the poison from her mouth. She must live without herself and what they have done.
She is getting ready for bed when Heightmeyer shows up at her door. "Good evening, Dr. Heightmeyer," Teyla says. "I assume that you have come for your book?" She reaches for it. "I greatly enjoyed it."
Heightmeyer shakes her head. "No, you can keep it for as long as you want. I'm glad that you liked it."
"Then why are you here?" Teyla asks. It's not like Heightmeyer to just stop by, unless she has another agenda.
"I came by to see how you are."
"As a doctor or as a friend?" Teyla has never considered Heightmeyer a friend. Until Heightmeyer loaned Teyla the book, perhaps, Teyla had never been the one to consider that possibility.
Heightmeyer clasps her hands in front of her. "I would hope as a friend."
Teyla smiles. "Then as a friend, I would tell you that I am doing better. That I am tired and frustrated after chasing Ronon halfway around the galaxy." She tries not to think all of the anger at Ronon she has buried and instead, lets the love and camaraderie shine through that John had shown.
"Then I should let you sleep."
*****
Teyla eats her breakfast in a balcony she thinks that no one else has found. One she comes to when she's feels like being alone. She's surprised when Heightmeyer comes up behind her, dressed in sweats and running shoes. "Morning, Teyla," she says.
"Good morning, Dr. Heightmeyer."
"Kate, call me Kate, if we're going to be friends." Kate comes over to where Teyla's sitting and takes a drink from her water bottle. "What a gorgeous view."
"Yes." Teyla nods. "Sometimes I think that on a clear day, I can see the mainland."
"You must miss your people."
"Sometimes." Teyla sips her tea. "Other days, I am very happy to have the opportunity to live in the City of the Ancestors and work with people such as Weir and the Colonel."
Kate smiles. "I get that. As soon as I could, I moved away from my family for schooling and I never looked back."
"Are you not close to your family?" Teyla watches as Kate looks away from her. "I am sorry. I should not ask what is not my place."
Kate shakes her head and tucks her hair behind her ears. "Don't be sorry. My family never understood why I wanted to be anything but a wife and a mother. Why I wanted to have a career and help people."
"Do you not want to be a wife or a mother someday?" Teyla does not know any woman who would not be grateful for a mate and children. Children are one of the few joys her people had before moving to Atlantis. Of course, Teyla has been criticized herself for not taking time to produce an heir.
Kate purses her lips. "I don't know. I think that I would like children someday. But as for the rest... I'm a lesbian," she says.
December 26 2006, 09:20:12 UTC 5 years ago
Re: For there is no friend like a sister, Teyla/Kate, Goblin Market
Teyla frowns. She remembers Rodney and John using that term, but they never explained it to her. Instead, they both blushed and changed the subject. Ronon had told her that they were talking about looking at naked pictures of women. Teyla's not sure what this has to do with Kate. "And that has something to do with an inability to get married?"Kate laughs. It's a startlingly, bitter laugh that catches Teyla off-guard. "Everything and nothing. I like women as romantic partners."
"Again, I am not sure how this is problem." Teyla has not seen many relationships between the Atlanteans besides a few of Rodney's failed dates, Beckett dating Cadman, and her own strange dinners with flustered soldiers who seemed to shrink away when she won at sparing the next morning.
"On Earth, many people don't like the idea of two people of the same sex marrying and raising children."
"That does not seem logical to me."
"Me neither." Kate grins at her.
*****
Kate kisses Teyla when they are finished watching a movie called Gosford Park, which Teyla is not quite sure she followed correctly. She is surprised at Kate's lips on her. Though not as surprised as she should be. Kate did bring extra popcorn with her, after all.
"That wasn't too forward of me, was it?" Kate asks when their lips part.
"No, not at all." Teyla leans in to kiss her again. This is not the first time that Teyla has kissed a woman, but it has been a very long time that she has waited for the soft touch of another woman's lips on hers. She moves so she straddles Kate's lap.
Kate busies herself with untying the strings on Teyla's shirt. Her fingers are defter and faster then Teyla would expect. Soon she cups Teyla's breasts in her hand, running her thumb over her nipples. She groans Teyla's name.
"Is this alright?" Teyla asks as she lifts up while unzipping Kate's khakis.
"Please," Kate says. She gently licks Teyla's nipple.
"I will not break." Teyla moans as Kate sucks harder. But she is impatient and tugs Kate's shirt over her head. Teyla smiles and pushes Kate down on her bed. She's always found it inconvenient that there's not a couch in her room, but today, she's glad that Kate was already on her bed.
Kate's hips buck against her. "Good. Because neither will I." Her fingers move up and under Teyla's skirt and brush against her cotton panties.
Teyla considers staying where she is and just rocking against Kate's touch, but she wants more, wants to feel her skin pressed against Kate's. She rolls them over and pulls off Kate's pants and underwear. Teyla undoes Kate’s bra last, taking pleasure in watching Kate's breasts fall naturally.
"No fair," Kate says. "I'm naked and you're still dressed."
Soon enough, Teyla finds herself naked against Kate, thinking that it's been too long since she's taken someone to her bed. "Want you." She rubs her knuckle against Kate's clit.
"God, yes." Kate rocks against her with a little twist of her hips. Her breathing becomes louder and tiny moans escape from her mouth. She shudders as she comes and bites the edge of Teyla's shoulder. There's sure to be a mark tomorrow, but Teyla's high on endorphins and doesn't care. Kate's licking over Teyla's body, mouth running over Teyla's abs.
December 26 2006, 09:20:31 UTC 5 years ago
Re: For there is no friend like a sister, Teyla/Kate, Goblin Market
Teyla pushes Kate down toward her cunt, impatient again. She needs to come now and surprises herself in how Kate has brought this fire out in her. "Yes," she mumbles as Kate's tongue reaches her clit.
Kate presses two fingers inside of Teyla. She curves them upward and Teyla clenches around them. Then pulls them out.
When Teyla's ready to complain about the loss of Kate's fingers, which is perhaps silly considering that her tongue still working over Teyla's clit, Teyla feels Kate's move her slick fingers back and press into Teyla's ass. Teyla groans loudly.
"Relax," Kate says, word reverberating over Teyla's cunt. She waits under Teyla's body settles down and pushes her fingers in further.
Teyla tilts her head back and fucks herself between Kate's mouth and fingers. She almost sees stars as she orgasms. Teyla wants Kate again and again and keeps moving, as a second wave of pleasure rises in her belly and moves through her body.
This time, Kate pulls away, grinning. She crawls back up toward Teyla and kisses her.
"Thank you," Teyla mutters between kisses. She considers that she's found someone to be her Lizzie and perhaps that was Kate's intention all along.
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December 26 2006, 14:10:10 UTC 5 years ago
Left Behind (Elizabeth/Vala, rescue mission)
The SGC personnel are shocked at how well they connect with one another. None of them would have figured that the world-renowned diplomat and the ex-thief would have so much in common. And yet, they seem to have just that. While Elizabeth isn't stationed in the mountain permanently, she seems to be spending much of her spare time with Vala. They are often seen together in the commissary, chatting over jello, or sometimes just walking through the hallways in companionable silence.Elizabeth wants to laugh at their surprise. If only they knew, she thinks.
This latest crisis hasn't been easy for Vala. SG-1 has gotten itself into trouble yet again off-world and she's stuck in the SGC until she can convince the people in charge that she is trustworthy. Vala, Elizabeth knows, finds it frustrating that she could not participate in the rescue of SG-1. In her mind, she has sworn her loyalty to them and that is enough for her, even if it is not for General Landry and the IOA.
Or rather, she adds silently, Vala has sworn herself to Doctor Jackson. The man has, whether he knows it or not, earned her allegiance, and that is not something she gives lightly.
Elizabeth knows how she feels, though. It is not easy to be left behind when there are people you care for in trouble. She has undergone that more than once, mostly when John and his team land themselves in a crisis and she either has to send others after them, or she has to hope they can free themselves because she has no help to give.
She cannot help her with the immediate problem, Elizabeth thinks as she brushes her fingers along the silken thighs, earning a hitched gasp from her companion. She smiles knowingly. She can, however, provide her some relief until the problem is resolved.
December 29 2006, 06:37:52 UTC 5 years ago
Girl Likes Hot Pink, Sam/Vala, thongs
"This looks like fun." Vala holds up a bright pink thong in Sam's clean clothes basket. "But it doesn't look much like you?"Sam shakes her head and grabs it from Vala's hand. "It's a thong."
"I can see that." Vala hops up on the washing machine to sit as her clothing goes round and round. Well, the clothing that doesn't require dry cleaning anyway. Sam promised to give her just a girls' weekend away from base and a chance to use non-industrial washers. She was really tired of getting her bras bent all out of shape. "Seriously, that can't be yours."
"Seriously, it is." Sam frowns and goes back to folding her towels. Her towels are a beige color and the hot pink thong sits on top of them like a fire in the desert. And Vala can't stop staring at it.
"And who do you wear it for?" Vala picks it up and twirls it around her finger. "Want to model it for me?"
"Absolutely not."
Vala's seen the face that Sam's making before and knows that all she needs is a little encouragement. That was how Vala ended up here, after all. "Come on, Sam. Couldn't hurt." She runs her hand down Sam's arm. "Please." Vala bats her eyelashes.
Sam snorts and snatchs it from Vala once again. "Fine." She starts unbuttoning her jeans. "But don't say anything?"
"Promise." Vala brings her fingers up to her lips and makes a zipping motion that she saw on one of those old black and white movies that Daniel loves. And not that Sam has anything to worry about. Vala has a better rack, but Sam's ass is amazing. So amazing that Vala makes a little squeak as she watches the thin strap move between Sam's cheeks.
Sam glares at her. "You said you wouldn't."
And it's then that Vala kneels down and breaths hot air against Sam's cunt. The fabric barely covers it. She grabs Sam's thighs and pulls her closer.
Sam moves forward, gives Vala the permission she needs, and moans over the rattle of the washing machine.
The fabric's completely drenched and Vala rubs, licks, and sucks, trying to make Sam come. She wants Sam to come, needs her to. That and she's counting on Sam's impeccable sense of morals to give Vala as good as she gets. She always figured that they would come in handy some day.
Then Sam does come. Immediately after, she starts peeling off Vala's clothes and is going to fuck her right then and there on the laundry room floor. Vala thinks that she should object to Sam's choice in clothing more often.
January 2 2007, 13:15:11 UTC 5 years ago
Re: Girl Likes Hot Pink, Sam/Vala, thongs
Whoa, yay! Sex on the laundry room floor! :D5 years ago
December 30 2006, 04:09:59 UTC 5 years ago
Thongs, Sam/Vala, thongs
I'm afraid I got a little carried away. It would take about four comments to post and I don't have that kind of patience.But you can read it here.
December 31 2006, 06:17:12 UTC 5 years ago
The Unexpected Guest, due South/SGA, Laura/Maggie, Last-ditch prayers
Laura holds her breath as she jumps into the ice cold waters of some godforsaken lake in Canada.Laura met Maggie while backpacking to Vancouver. Maggie gave her a ride in her truck, saying that they'd just have to make one stop before heading out on the highway. Laura soon learned that one stop never meant just one stop to a Mountie.
That was how Laura found herself chasing down whale poachers across the Artic tundra. Maggie thought it was most helpful that Laura knew how to diffuse bombs considering the poachers were making their kills with explosives. Laura hopes out loud that this will not be the only time in her life that she'll put her Marine training to use, and Maggie suggests that Laura join the Canadian military instead.
Laura's shivering before she ever hits the water. This is not a good idea; even in August, she's pretty sure that she's going to get hypothermia. But Maggie's intent on catching her man. She claims it's the Mountie motto, but as soon as she reaches a computer, Laura's going to look it up. There's no way in hell Laura believes the Mountie motto means they have to swim across frigged waters after criminals who have canoes.
"Give yourself up," Maggie says between breast-strokes. "You are being apprehended by the RCMP." When Maggie draws her weapon - still in the water - and shoots an oar out of a guy's hand, Laura's military training tells her that the gun should've been waterlogged.
Laura reaches the boat only a few strokes after Maggie. She did, after all, always want to be a Navy Seal.
Maggie grabs one of the oars and smacks one of the guys in the face with it. "Told you this would've been easier had you surrendered."
As she lifts herself into the boat, Laura grunts. Her legs are more tired than she expected and she half-crawls and half-tackles the other criminal. Maggie's already got her rope out and hog-tying them together.
*****
After they drop their men off at the nearest post, Maggie suggests that they go back to her place and warm up. Laura hasn't been this happy to be underneath a steaming shower since boot camp. When she's done, Laura meets Maggie in her kitchen.
"You'll have to forgive me," Maggie says, "I'm not much of a cook. I was always more interested in elk hunting than making pot roast."
"I know the feeling." Laura grins. She remembers having her father teach her how to shoot gun and sitting in the kitchen watching her mother and grandmother cook holiday meals. But she holds out a plate for Maggie's omelet surprise. And it isn't half bad.
Maggie asks all the polite questions about Laura's travels. Where has she been? What has she been doing? Laura knows where she's been, but she's not sure what exactly she's doing. Maggie nods. "Sometimes, it's the journey, not the destination," Maggie says.
"That more Mountie wisdom?" Laura jokes.
"Actually, it's something my brother said. Though I suppose you could say it's Mountie wisdom considering that he's also one."
"A bit of a family business?" Laura smiles and takes the last bite her eggs. She's still not brave enough to ask Maggie just what the surprise is.
Maggie clears her throat and reaches for the empty dishes. Apparently, she's not interested in talking about her family. Laura doesn't press further. Instead, she offers to help with dishes. "That's really not necessary, Laura. You're my guest."
"An unexpected guest." Laura picks up a dishtowel. "At least let me dry."
Maggie resigns and they wash the dishes together. Laura can't help but notice just how Maggie relaxes and how the late summer light makes her face look soft. Not that she didn't notice how attractive, how athletic, Maggie was earlier, but there was something about her relaxing and taking off the Mountie hat that makes Laura want to kiss her.
And then Laura does. Maggie's hands are still in the soapy dishwater, but her tongue's pushing into Laura's mouth. Laura thinks that she's appreciating the journey more and more, especially if the journey involves making out with attractive women in warm houses.
January 1 2007, 22:36:42 UTC 5 years ago
Diplomacy, Stargate: Atlantis/Firefly, Elizabeth/Inara, diplomatic arrangements
(whoops.)---
The shuttle, unlike anything she's seen on Earth, is warm in the light of countless candles. Draperies red and gold and brown hang over bare metal in disguise, and the red couch in the back of the scene invites; yet the Earth-born Atlantean diplomat notices little but the woman before her.
Inara Serra's smooth caramel skin is soft and warm and so much that she never knew she wanted that the longing threatens to suffocate her, welling up in her throat.
She has to, she needs to, she must...
Inara touches her, long perfectly-shaped fingernails running slowly down a lightly freckled arm, and Elizabeth Weir shudders with pure want.
The peace talks are over, and now the diplomatic arrangements can continue.
~fin
January 2 2007, 00:57:19 UTC 5 years ago
Let It Snow, Cadman/Heightmeyer/Teyla, carols
"I think we drank them under the table," Laura says, pointing at Rodney, Radek, and John who are passed out over the Athosian benches. She flicks snowflakes off her eyelashes and smiles. The wine and the fire are keeping her warm on the cold winter night."It seems to be that way." Teyla's skin's flushed and glowing. Laura thinks she looks beautiful. She's glad that Weir let them have their winter holiday celebration with the Athosians. There's just something about being outdoors and out of the city for Christmas that reminds Laura of traveling to her grandmother's as a kid and throwing snowballs at her cousins.
Kate takes a long drink of her rum-and-eggnog. She hums along with those singing carols. The Athosians have been teaching the Atlanteans new songs about cold winter nights and Atlanteans have been explaining about Santa and reindeer and dreidel.
"Should we drag their asses into a tent?" Laura asks. The temperature keeps dropping and Carson already warned all of them once that he didn't want to be treating frostbite. Plus, Rodney's bent in a way that can't be good for anyone's back. Laura can already hear him complaining.
Teyla shakes her head. "My people will keep the fire going for at least two days. Besides Halling and the others will tend to them."
"Cool." Laura grins and wraps her arm around Kate who's leaning on her shoulder. She thinks that in the next shipment of supplies, she's going to take the red hair dye away from Kate and see just what her natural color is.
"Perhaps we should head inside before Kate falls asleep." Teyla had already offered them a place in her tent when the jumpers had stopped shuttling people back and forth for the night.
Laura nods and softly sings along with "Greensleeves." She nudges Kate, who protests that she's tipsy, not sleepy, and all three of them make it inside Teyla's tent. Laura's surprised just how warm it is as they kick off their boots and climb under the furs that comprise Teyla's bed.
"Ever think about building a cabin?" Kate asks. She's snuggled between the two women.
"Perhaps in the summer." Teyla wraps her arms around Kate's waist. "But I do not spend as much time on the mainland and with my people as I would like. It almost seems a waste to build something and then not use it."
"I'd be willing to ferry you out here," Laura offers. She doesn't tell Teyla that she'd gladly stay from more than just the journey, that she'd rather be in the Pegasus Galaxy for vacations than on Earth.
Teyla laces her fingers through Laura's. Her hands are remarkably soft.
January 2 2007, 00:57:41 UTC 5 years ago
Re: Let It Snow, Cadman/Heightmeyer/Teyla, carols
"Tis the season," Kate leans forward and kisses Laura's neck, "to be jolly. Fah. La."Laura captures Kate's mouth, tasting the sweet red wine. "La la la," she adds. She groans as Teyla's slightly chilled fingers press against her stomach and push up toward her breasts. Laura thinks she hears a mutter from Kate about not being able to breath, smushed between them.
As Teyla kisses Kate's protest away, Laura slips down the bed and licks and nips across Kate's stomach. There's no way in hell that any of them are exposing their skin to the cold, even with all these blankets, so they'll just have to make do. Laura unbuttons Kate's brown pants. She presses wet kisses against the line of Kate's underwear.
Slipping her fingers under Kate's panties, Laura sneaks a look at them: Kate who's sticking her hand down Teyla's shirt between the laces. She runs a knuckle over Kate's clit and gets a very satisfying moan from her. Laura wriggles her fingers just a little bit more.
Teyla's kissing Kate, swallowing all the noise, and her hand's tugging on Laura's hair, guiding her head down between Kate's thighs. Laura really wants to taste Kate, to rip off her panties, but Laura knows from past experience that military issue underwear is a bitch to tear. So instead, she nuzzles it to the side as much as she can and licks across Kate's clit. Laura's determined and enthusiastic, moving her own body against the bed for contact.
Kate shudders as she comes and Laura grins when she looks up. Kate's nails dig into her arms, sloppily tugging her up and kissing her. Her tongue's pushing greedily between Laura's lips.
When they break, Laura turns and starts kissing Teyla. Her hand immediately moves between Teyla's legs and up her skirt.
Teyla's spreading her thighs further apart and is so wet. Laura fucks her with two fingers, tongue tracing down Teyla's neck and down to her sculpted collarbone. She loves the downturns and the upward curve to Teyla's gorgeous breasts.
Laura wiggles her ass when she feels Kate's hands groping her. At least, she assumes that it's Kate as Teyla's tugging on her hair again, moaning and pulling Laura closer to her. Laura wiggles her hips as Kate peels her pants down. "No underwear," Kate says in surprise. She gives Laura's bottom a light smack. "Why would I expect anything else?"
"She is rather...naughty," Teyla adds. She bucks against Laura's hand.
Kate brings her hand up again and smacks Laura's bottom. "Just the kind of naughty that I like." She spanks her over and over, and Laura's needing every touch, body begging for it. "Such pretty red marks."
Laura feels like she's going to burst. Her cunt throbs as she licks around Teyla's nipple and she groans when Kate's hand lingers instead of lifting up again.
Kate leans against Laura's back, giggling. The noise seems strange and almost out of place as Laura feels Teyla's squeeze around her fingers and orgasm. And then Kate's strumming against Laura's clit and she's so damn close. All this teasing put her on edge and it doesn't take much for Laura to come as she's getting off Teyla for a second time and moaning into Teyla's shoulder.
Laura's body slackens when she's done. She's moving just enough so Teyla and Kate are curled around her. Warm and comfortable. She drifts off to sleep with Kate humming "Let It Snow."
January 7 2007, 17:38:49 UTC 5 years ago
Re: Let It Snow, Cadman/Heightmeyer/Teyla, carols
*smiles*^^meaning: Me likes.
I only wish there were more of these out there to read. *sigh*
5 years ago