Rub a Dub-dub

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters or else they'd be together a lot more often. )

The distinct smell of lavender permeated the walls of the women's locker room as Samantha Carter lowered herself into a tub filled with scented bubbles and breathed a soft sigh of relief when she was finally submerged up to her neck in the soothing water. Closing her eyes, she leaned her head against the soft pillow she'd insisted her boys add to their gift at the time they'd presented it to her. She smiled to herself, remembering the three men as they had slaved almost happily over the project of the bathtub. It had been some kind of consolation for her and therapeutic for them, a band-aid for the gaping wound left by the sudden departure of their friend, doctor, and her lover – their unspoken way of dealing with the death of Janet Frasier. But that had been three years prior and all Sam was interested in today was cleansing her body of what seemed like an ever-persistent stench of failure. The unexpected and unwelcome defeat at Dakara was just one more large death count to add to the rapidly increasing number in the fight against the Ori.

Wrapped in her own thoughts and recollections, the brilliant astrophysicist failed to hear the locker room door open and close, announcing the arrival of the newest alien member of the SGC. It wasn't until the tall, dark haired woman was standing directly above the blonde that Sam finally realized she wasn't alone. Opening her eyes, they connected with equally blue ones before Vala's traveled southward, her gaze tracing the curve of Sam's body before it disappeared out of sight beneath the bubbles.

Sam smiled and closed her eyes again, pleased that her naked body could still draw another woman's attentions, even though it had been years since she had been with anyone. "See something you like?" she asked in a sultry tone, surprising even herself with how she was responding to Vala's attentions. She had never considered Vala a possible partner before, but there was something in that smoldering look that made Sam reconsider how she felt about the woman now standing above her.

The woman immersed in the tub didn't need to open her eyes to know Vala had turned on her full wattage smile as she replied in that damned sexy accent of hers, "Maybe if I could see something . . ." she trailed off and Sam heard some rustling above her.

Opening one eye, the sight that met her was a now nude Vala climbing carefully into the tub with her, smiling from ear to ear. Sam returned the grin, opened both eyes fully, and shifted slightly so that the new arrival had room to sit, Vala's legs trailing the length of Sam's, causing the blonde to shiver slightly. Raising her eyebrows suggestively, Sam asked quietly, "Want me to wash your back?"

"Or maybe something else," the brunette replied in a suggestive tone of her own as she leaned over and her hands sank beneath the surface of the water. Before Sam could reply, there were warm lips on hers and a tongue dipping into her mouth, silencing her thoughts and eliciting a soft moan from her throat. Vala broke the kiss with a loud pop, much to the dismay of her partner. She then reached for the washcloth already in the water with them and flashed Sam a devilish grin. "Lay back," she commanded and Sam had no problem obliging.