Irregular Orbit:
The universe was perfectly aligned. Stars lived, died, others were born. Every planet in perfect axis with the Sun, sort of the way the body worked, blood flowing through the body, pumped by an efficient heart.
Samantha Carter was a fit Air Force officer. She'd run three miles comfortably, drop a guy twice her size effortlessly and control her body when necessary. But now, standing next to Jack O'Neill was she helpless.
He was like a star bursting into her otherwise perfectly aligned world, forcing her mind to orbit irregularly around thoughts of holding his hand, touching his face and kissing his mouth.