Series: Stargate Atlantis
Theme: 10 word date Challenge; requested fic
Characters: John & Teyla
Rating/Warning: PG/None
Summary: The night was theirs to do with it what they pleased.
Under the Midnight Sky
Teyla patiently waited on the balcony for John's arrival. She gazed up at the stars that twinkled high in the midnight sky and let out a long sigh. It had been a long day, longer than usual. Her visit to New Athos had been difficult. Her people were beginning to lose faith. After such unfriendly treatment from the Ancestors and their defeat at the hands of the Asurans, many doubted of ever seeing an end to the Wraith and questioned Teyla's continuing alliance with the people of Earth. She'd lost her patience and her temper, something for which she was deeply ashamed. She would need to go back soon. There were serious changes and decisions that needed to be made. And they would be, but not at this moment. This time was meant for her and John.
John leaned against the balcony doorway silently watching Teyla. He let his eyes caress the curves and lines of her face. It was something that he rarely did in public, not out of fear of being discovered, but simply to protect their privacy. He found her beautiful, beyond words, beyond, thought, beyond reason. He was most definitely a man in love. Not wanting to spend another moment apart, John slowly approached her, careful not to give his presence away. He'd missed her terribly and just the thought of touching her, holding her in his arms made his heart beat faster.
Teyla stilled as a hand rested on her lower back. She relaxed as it continued to her waist and finally came to rest on her hip. She leaned into John's side enjoying his warmth, his scent and lifted her face to accept his kiss. All thoughts of New Athos and Atlantis faded from her mind. She needed this, his caresses, his strength. It, in turn, gave her the strength she needed to push on through her day. And she needed now more than ever.
John smiled; he could feel Teyla relax in his arms. She turned and wrapped her arms around his waist, squeezing him tight. He could tell that she'd had a rough day. And it didn't appear as if she was ready to talk, so he wouldn't push. Their plans had been for a quiet dinner and a movie, but it could wait. John rested his chin on the top of her head and gazed out at the night sky. The night was theirs to do with it what they pleased. And if they chose to spend it here wrapped in each others arms, so be it.