Temptation
By
Denise
Firm and round, annoyingly masked by heavy green canvas. Sam's fingers twitched as her eyes admired the rhythmic flex of muscles as he walked.
She sighed, glancing furtively at Daniel and Teal'c, walking far ahead, before she picked up the pace, easily catching up.
Before she could change her mind, she reached out, flicking the firm flesh, her fingertips grazing his ass lightly.
"Carter?" He turned, clearly startled and moderately amused.
"Mud, sir." She shook her hand. "You had mud...there."
Ignoring his frown, she fell back. Yep, she'd guard that rear any day of the week.