Disclaimers: I own no part of the Stargate world, I make no money from this endeavour. I only love this world so much I wish to play in it.
Note: My response to a 5 min prompt/challenge from Anna posted on the SheppardTeylaFever Yahoo Group:
"Teyla fainted and John leapt for her."
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The jungle had been a punishing and demanding on them. John had loved the jungle at first, but now he hated it. How could such a lush forest of trees have no water?? The air had been thick with heavy heat, pushing down on them, the thick tree trunks around them blocked in the warmth around them and the low canopy overhead trapped in the suffocating air. They had been the only two to walk away from the crashed jumper and they had been walking for three days with barely any water in this crushing heat.
Then they had heard the wondrous sound; running water. Together they had struggled up the embankment towards the glorious sound. It was tough going for John to move his body so tired and dehydrated. His vision was blurring in the effort it took to climb up the steep earth. Beside him Teyla panted in exertion.
He reached out for one last hand hold and weakly pulled his body up over the top to the most fantastic sight of a roaring spring, thrusting up clear bright water into a large cool pool. John reached down and lifted Teyla up to stand beside him. He moved towards the water, desperation mixing with joy threatening to make him pass out.
He looked back towards Teyla, to see her stumble and begin to fall. Despite his former lethargy he leapt for her, catching her in her faint before she hit the ground. He gripped her sweat coated form to him as he fell to the ground with her in his arms. He called her name and saw her struggle to respond. Barely able to function himself, he all but dragged her with him as he crawled towards the water.
Finally at his destination he rolled down into the sweet cold bliss, pulling Teyla down into it with him. Getting a good grip on her, holding her close he dipped them both down as far as he dared into the cold water. She stirred finally, her hands gripping tightly onto his shirt. He cupped a handful of water up over her hair, stroking the cooling liquid over her head. It dripped down her cheeks and her eyes finally opened. She reached out with her tongue and drew the water in from her lips. John watched the droplets disappear into the dark depths of her mouth.
Desire flared so hotly through him that it almost made him faint. He lifted his gaze from her full lips to find her dilated eyes on him, her body still pressed up tightly to his. He had suffered these last few days alone with her in a deep sweaty jungle and now he could no longer hold back. He dipped his dry mouth to hers and licked the last droplets away from her lips. She practically purred in response. Heat returned, unwelcome at present, to his body. He pulled back, light headed again and looked down into her smiling eyes. He smiled back, took a firmer grip on her body and pulled her down with him, submerging them both into the cold pool.
THE END
