Title: From the Sky
Author: virkatjol
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Richard and Kahlan get some unexpected visitors when John Crichton and Aeryn Sun crash into the Midlands.
Crossover: Legend of the Seeker / Farscape
Timeline: LOTS - After Tears. Farscape - After S4 episode Twice Shy. No knowledge of either series is really needed. much...
A/N: Written for Nanowrimo! I can't believe I finished it. HEE! This isn't officially BETA'd yet so all mistakes are my own.
DEDICATED TO: valhallalilly You bossed me to write even though you weren't there to hold my hand all the way through. Also I'm so proud of you for finishing your NANOWRIMO! 3333 I want to read it. Also to trochilidae17 You are a good nano-ing buddy! Thanks LOVEST!
Chapter 1:
The loud clatter against the ship's floor startled him from where he was working on the navigation system wiring. As he tried to sit upright he banged his head on the edge of Moya's casing.
"Frell!" John dropped his tools and rubbed his forehead. After all the times he'd been hit in the head he thought that it would build up some resistance to the pain, it didn't seem to work that way, unfortunately.
The kick against his ankle was unexpected but the voice that followed made him forget his pain.
"Crichton! I can't deal with him!"
Aeryn.
He smiled as he un wedged himself from the narrow opening in the wall.
"Who, baby?" He pushed himself up on his elbows when he was free and looked up at her. The scowl on her face made him chuckle. She was always so serious and his humor would sometimes cause a smile to flicker across her face before she quickly hid it.
"Rygel, he's impossible!"
"Well... he is Rygel, what were you expecting?"
"Someone to do their part and stop arguing! It's been four cycles together." Aeryn let her back fall against the wall and she slid down to sit beside him. His arms wrapped around her and she laid her head on his shoulder. His lips were warm against her forehead as he kissed her. For some reason he could always calm her, which was why she went searching for him instead of just jumping in a transport pod and flying away from everyone.
"Do you want my help with something? This navigation upgrade can wait, its all just experimental anyway."
"Rygel may or may not be eating the equipment needed to fix the solar generator. He claimed they were a delicacy in Hyneria…" She smiled a little at John's laughter. "I think that he's just hungry and we're out of the better food right now."
"I'm not volunteering to retrieve anything from one of his stomachs, just so we're clear on that."
Her leg moved and slung across his thighs as she swiftly straddled his lap. Aeryn wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her forehead against his, rubbing her nose along his cheek.
"Even if I ask nicely?"
"You don't know how to ask nicely." Her breath was tickling his lips and he could feel her flick her tongue out to moisten hers. It took enormous amounts of willpower not to kiss her. But having his hand inside Rygel was a huge, disgusting task and he wouldn't be swayed that easily. The little slug had fangs, lots of them.
Aeryn grinned and kissed the side of his mouth, licking at the corner before moving her lips to his ear.
"Isn't this nice?" Her hips rocked against him and she could feel just how willing he was becoming. One of her hands found his hair and raked through it while the other went southward to touch his ribs, lightly caressing along his side. Her mouth captured his ear lobe and sucked. "I think this is pretty nice."
"God, baby, this is more than nice…" He moaned and gripped her hips, stilling the movement. Her face came back to touch their noses again. Their panting breaths mingled and he pulled her tightly to him. "He's got sharp teeth."
"So do I." A demonstration was in order and she nibbled at his lower lip. She knew that he would cave soon his fingers were digging into her hips pulling her closer to him. She could feel them migrating towards her ass and she was calculating who's quarters were closer in her head.
"Disgusting."
The voice shattered her arousal and made her anger flare up.
"We're a little busy here, Fluffy." Crichton spoke before Aeryn could leap from her spot and attack the Dominar.
"Aren't you two supposed to be fixing something? I don't want to be stuck here forever, you know, I'd like to get home."
"Aren't WE supposed to be fixing something… why you…" John's arms were holding her against his chest so she couldn't maul the little monster.
"Sparky, it's really not a good time, maybe file a complaint with H.R. and they'll get back to you with a resolution."
"H.R., what in hazmana is that? I'm filing it with you."
"Do you want Aeryn to rip one of your stomachs out of your nose?" He saw the look of horror cross the Hynerian's face and smiled. "I'd suggest you hover out of here than, pronto, Einstein."
Rygel didn't waste time he flew along his way huffing his annoyance. Even he knew when Aeryn was being pushed too far.
John waited until he couldn't hear the humming of his floating throne and then turned to look at Aeryn.
"Why do you let him get to you?" He stroked her cheek with his palm and let her lean into the caress. "He means well, usually."
"He's a selfish, little slug who doesn't deserve to breathe the same air as the rest of us."
"How much do you think he can lift with those stubby arms?"
The look of amusement that traveled to John's eyes made her feel slightly less rage. His hand against her face calmed her and the way his eyes allowed her to drown in his gaze grounded her. She closed her eyes and sighed.
"I need to blow off some steam."
"I may be a little dense, playing the role of the dumb human and all, but I'm fairly certain that's what we were working on before the little guy interrupted us."
"Mmm, yes, but I'm talking some action and adrenaline."
"What are you trying to say here, Baby?" He pulled her mouth towards his and captured her lips. Their tongues joined in quickly and the kiss was deep and heated.
She pulled back and smiled before switching angles and going in to kiss him some more. Her mouth and tongue played over his, dancing over his teeth and gums, sucking on his bottom lip before breaking the contact again.
"Lets go fly."
"I'm worried that you're implying I wasn't sending you towards a nice trip to cloud nine."
She bit her bottom lip as her mouth spread in a huge smile that she tried, unsuccessfully, to hide. She loved this man for so many reasons, but the way he brought fun and humor to her life was something she never thought that she'd have. It wasn't something she knew she wanted or needed.
"I need the rush of tumbling through space before I enjoy the thrill of recreating with you."
He moaned and pulled her back down for a quick kiss.
"Not recreating, baby, making love." John helped her stand up before pushing himself off the floor. "Lets take the module out. I'll let you drive. I can sit behind you and help."
She nodded, grabbed his hand and dragged him to the hanger where his ship was located.
Creeping along the forest floor was something she was used to, but not an activity that she enjoyed. The area was stocked full of rabbits and they hadn't eaten a decent meal for what seemed like months. Kahlan was setting traps along the underside of bushes and hollow looking trees hoping that the next time she came along they would be filled with tasty bunnies.
Richard had shown her the quickest and most effective trap then he'd gone looking for vegetables and berries to go with the meat she was assigned to procure. He'd offered her the choice of which task she wanted. She smiled at his surprise when she chose to hunt.
She'd remembered how proud he was when Cara had learned and become proficient at taking down the game as they traveled. She wanted to learn a little about what his old life was about as well. So she'd asked to be shown the snare and given tips on where to place them.
The tying of the knot was the hardest to master but she seemed to catch on quickly enough. They'd practiced on her traps with sticks and after Richard was satisfied that she wouldn't return empty handed he pointed her in the direction of where he thought the rabbits were nesting and went on his merry way to find food to accompany the meat.
It hadn't been long that they'd been apart, only an hour or so and Kahlan missed him. They spent every waking hour in each others company and all night wrapped in each others arms. For some reason she didn't feel right when he wasn't near her. She just had to trap something then she could begin back towards camp.
They still stayed in the woods, even though the danger to them was far lower than when the banelings were roaming the Midlands they just felt safer and more relaxed in the familiar environment surrounded by the trees and the forest creatures.
Even though they'd sealed the rift and had saved the world of the living from the keeper and his minions they were still constantly on the road. They were helping villages restore order on their way back to Aydindril. It was a large undertaking from the place they were in in the old world when they headed home from the Pillars of Creation. She hadn't realized how far they'd traveled until they began the circuitous route back.
One important discussion hadn't been broached yet- the talk about where they were going to live. He was the Lord Rahl, whether he liked it or not, and she was the Mother Confessor. Both of them were needed by their people. They needed each other more. She couldn't imagine not living side by side with him. Talking about trivial things like favorite teas or the color of the sunset or how many times they'd fallen and skinned their knees as children. He was her constant and she needed him beside her while she ruled.
Richard felt the same, she knew that he did, but a solution on how they were going to not be ripped apart in the end had yet to make an appearance. She knew this dilemma was part of the reason he wanted to take their time and help as many people as they could on their journey home. They didn't want to be forced into making any hasty decisions.
The sexual tension between them was constantly increasing. He wanted to wait. She didn't know how much willpower that man possessed but it had to be mountains full. She was practically bursting with need for him. His honor dictated that they get married first. Married in Aydindril. Married before crowds of people, hordes of witnesses and every diplomat in the Midlands, Westland and D'Hara. He'd sent Zedd and Cara directly back to begin the planning.
This way they could spend time alone together. There was no terrible dangers anymore so Cara didn't object and since they knew that confession had no effect on him Zedd had no need to stay and attempt to keep them apart. It was ideal. No one to interrupt. No one to make snarky remarks. Everything would be ready for them to be wed when they arrived home as well, it was a great plan.
They were very much alone.
There were opportunities aplenty. But he wouldn't be swayed. He wanted to make love to her in her large bed after he made her his wife. She even tried to bring up that they had already been together. It never worked because she didn't remember it so he claimed that it didn't count.
Couldn't he understand how long she'd waited to have sex. Now she was going to get something more, love, not just the physical, but the emotional as well. He was torturing her with it.
"It will all be worth it in the end." He always said. She groaned in frustration at the thought.
She wanted him, desperately. She couldn't remember aching with need before. She practically quaked with it. He held her in his arms all night and she could feel the need in him as well. Somehow he resisted and it drove her insane.
Kahlan set the final trap and then settled by a large tree. She sighed and leaned her head against the rough bark. Just thinking about him had her aroused. She didn't think she would make it much longer without some sort of release. It might have to come from her own hands but at this point she'd take anything that she could get.
The sound of the first snare snapping jolted her from her haze. It was good, she didn't need to think any longer about Richard and orgasms. A shudder raked through her body at the thought of the two. She was going to have to convince him to just take her.
She stood up, abandoning her resting spot beside the tree and headed back on the path of the traps she'd set. The closest one was triggered but empty, she gathered the equipment and returned it to the pack. Kahlan hoped that it wouldn't be a sign of things to come.
The next snare produced more of the same. She was thinking so hard about getting Richard naked and inside her that she must have made some mistakes when setting the traps up. She growled in anger at her wandering mind and put that snare away as well.
Walking the short distance to the third snare she squealed with glee as she saw a nice, large rabbit hanging from it. She pulled a dagger from her boot and started to clean the animal. She cut open the belly and let the blood drain along with removing all the organs that weren't edible. She hung the carcass up high enough to keep it from a poaching animal and then went to check the fourth and final trap.
Luckily, it was also full with a fat bunny. Kahlan repeated the tasks to prepare it and after hanging it she headed back to the first kill.
The woods was silent as she meandered among the trees back the way she'd just come from. It was peaceful and lovely, the air was cool and the breeze was gentle. The smell of pine and fresh fauna assaulted her nostrils leaving her calm and happy. She was proud of herself, bringing home the meat. She knew Richard would beam that happy smile at her and kiss her. He would be proud of her for catching the game. A giddiness swept through her thinking about his lips against hers. The heat crept back into the pit of her stomach and the arousal she'd staunched earlier was back with a fierce longing.
The rabbit looked sufficiently drained so she took it down and tied it to her pack then headed back for the second one. She took it off the branch and attached it next to the other. Her mouth was watering thinking about the food that they would be eating tonight.