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TeylaFan, this fic is dedicated to you. I want to thank you for always thinking about me. I am honor and flatter.
Chapter 1
The room was shrouded in darkness as the moon cast its glow through their window. The old rustic Inn was afar cry from their quarters on Atlantis.
An invisible barrier was erected between John and Teyla upon the moment they had entered the small room and saw the bed they would share for the night. Although, they were both lying on opposite sides of the bed with their backs to one another, both were unwilling to test the boundaries of that barrier, silently, quietly, they lay.
The bedding they were lying on was relatively very small, too firm and plain uncomfortable they thought. To John, the size of this bed was in comparison to his own bed on Atlantis. But this wasn't his bed and they weren't on Atlantis.
Teyla's calmness and motionless body belies the firestorm of her emotions, her years of practicing meditation was her anchor.
John regretting their decision to share the bedding, seriously, what was he thinking, he thought to himself. Damn, she smells good. Lying here next to her was becoming a silent torture. Wondering how he had gotten his self into this predicament. They had come to the planet to discuss trade with one of Teyla's many contacts through out the galaxy and the unavailability of rooms at the Inn facilitated this silent torture.
Restless, but yet afraid to move, afraid were his hands may touch. He has envisioned several moments like this. But those moments have all been in his dreams with them - locked in each other's arms, mouths open, tasting, exploring, taking, giving, and exciting and with their hands exploring every lines, peaks, and valleys.
The temptation to touch her engulfing and inflaming him, still he remains still, when suddenly he felt the bed shift from under him.
"Teyla… are you sleeping?" Peeking over his shoulder, he sees her silhouette moving.
There is a long pause. "I am trying to…but, I can't seem to..," she replies softly.
The End.
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