Oh yeah, moving to M for this one.

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Third Date

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"I still don't get why you volunteered to haul Dr. Bishop and the other Botany geeks to the mainland to do that overnight study," Rodney whined as John walked down the hallway toward the jumper bay. "You can't possibly be interested in some flowering plant no matter what kind of funky stuff it does in the dark."

John shrugged and tried to keep his grin from showing on his face. "Just being nice, McKay. I know it's a foreign concept to you. Besides, Teyla is coming along and I brought a bunch of the 'Nightmare on Elm Street' movies. We're gonna have a marathon."

Rodney just scrunched up his face in horror and disbelief and walked away shaking his head. John laughed. He certainly wasn't going to tell Rodney that he and Teyla were still doing the dating thing and that this date was the one where they got to engage in some heavy petting. God, he couldn't wait!

It had been three weeks since they had gone on the second date and this was the first opportunity they'd had to arrange something so the circumstances were right. But John figured it would be almost like a drive-in movie experience if he hooked the laptop up to the HUD. If you wanted to learn about Earth dating you had to have a 'car' experience. The jumper was the closest thing they had to one.

He entered the jumper bay and saw Ronon helping the Botanists with their equipment. As he approached, his friend threw him a look of disbelief too.

"You volunteered to shuttle them over to the mainland?"

"Yeah," John answered and headed inside to do a preflight check. Ronon lugged another case inside then moved to the front and tilted his head. "You want some company?"

John looked sheepish and nodded behind Ronon. "I've got company."

Ronon turned around and saw Teyla walk in and move to the front. Ronon's grin now matched John's. "This is what … the third date now?"

John's mouth turned crooked and he shrugged. "The third official one but we're kind of condensing them together so it doesn't take Teyla a few years to get the whole feel of it."

"Are you joining us, Ronon?" Teyla asked as she sat in the co-pilot chair. Ronon could tell she looked apprehensive about his answer. He wondered what they both would say if he said yes. He almost did just to see but Sheppard was shooting daggers at him with his eyes and he wanted these two to truly get together anyway. What better way than these dates.

"Nah, I got better things to do. Have fun you two. Be good!"

Teyla rolled her eyes as Ronon left and continued helping the scientists with their materials. It was another fifteen minutes before everyone was ready and John contacted the control room for authorization to leave. It was another thirty minutes before they approached the part of the mainland where the exciting plant was that was the subject of interest.

Teyla sat and waited patiently as they unloaded. She was looking forward to this date but she was also a bit nervous. It had been a while since she had been physically active, sexually. Being the leader of her people often came with drawbacks and keeping herself in control was a necessity.

But she and John had been warming up for this date for the past three weeks. Even though they hadn't officially gone out since then, they had still managed to sneak a few heated kisses here and there. If they were in one of their quarters with their team at night then the other made sure to be the last to leave. Ronon was very handy in making sure this happened.

A few times John had summoned her to his office with some bogus memo he needed to discuss and his ATA gene would lock the door behind her. His arms would wrap around her and their lips would meet passionately. Teyla shivered at the memory and knew tonight John would finally allow them to proceed a bit more in their relationship.

And she knew they did have a relationship now. Even though this had started as a suggestion from Ronon, it had grown into two people who thoroughly enjoyed each other's company. And their time together had been truly wonderful. It had not just been about sex since they had not done anything more than kiss. But she was ready for something more and she had also seen the desire course through John's eyes in unguarded moments as well.

She turned her head as John said goodbye to the Botanists who made sure Colonel Sheppard would take the jumper a good distance from the area they were studying. They didn't want to take a chance of anything disturbing their study. He assured them they would be a few miles away but would have the radio open if they were needed. And they'd see them in the morning.

The back hatch closed and John slipped into the pilot's seat but not before he leaned down and gave Teyla a swift kiss. "You all set for our date, Teyla?"

"Yes," she breathed out softly. "I have been looking forward to this all week. You must let me know if there is anything I should be doing during this phase of our studies."

John glanced quickly at Teyla thinking she might still be thinking of this only as a learning experience but her sparkling eyes told him differently. He had thought they weren't still thinking of this only as informative; not with the amount of kissing they'd done lately. And he respected Teyla too much to just participate in this type of activity for kicks. He thought she felt the same way.

He spent the next few minutes trying to think of exactly what he wanted to do tonight and when as he maneuvered the jumper the few miles away. He landed on a spot overlooking the coast and did a final check of the ship.

"I thought we could take a walk and watch the sunset before we started the movies. Is that okay?"

"That would be lovely, John," Teyla responded. She stood up and removed her TAC vest and sidearm. John did the same. They had worn them because it was expected but now that they were no longer in charge of the research team, they didn't really need them.

The breeze on the shore was warm and light and gently lifted Teyla's hair around her shoulders. John took her hand as they walked in companionable silence. Sporadically one would comment on something or ask a question of the other but they were very much enjoying just holding hands and being together, giving each other the occasional kiss.

Once the sun set John figured they should get back inside the jumper. This part of the mainland had been explored briefly and no obvious threats had been found however there was no sense taking chances. And they probably should be within radio contact of the research team if needed.

John set the laptop near the HUD and connected it to show the movie on the large screen. He started explaining about the horror movies to Teyla, who had been subjected to his preference for these types of movies many times before.

"Now this is going to be like a drive-in movie theater," John said and explained what that was even though there were very few left in the country.

"But every couple has to have an experience in a car. Trying to figure out how to sit and still kiss without breaking your back is quite a challenge."

Teyla chuckled and John started the movie. At first Teyla sat in the co-pilot's seat but soon John grabbed her hand and pulled her to sit in his lap. She rested with her back against his chest and allowed his arms to wrap around her waist. The feeling was so amazing and Teyla tried to hold on to every last second of the memory.

Within ten minutes John was nuzzling his nose into her hair and nibbling on her neck. Teyla tilted her head to allow him more access and truly enjoyed the sensation. She wanted to reciprocate but she was enjoying John's arms around her too much so she placed her hands on John's and stroked the soft hair on his hands and arms that were holding her.

After many more minutes of neck nuzzling, Teyla twisted a bit and moved her lips to cover John's. She had very much liked kissing him so much recently and wanted to do so again. John twisted her sideways and lifted her legs to hang across his. His left hand rested at her waist while his right slid under her hair to her neck.

The kisses grew in intensity and soon Teyla was wiggling her bottom in John's lap. John had been patient for over a month, since their first date but he didn't want to wait any longer. His hand moved up her rib cage and over her back in a gentle caress. Start slow, John, take it easy, he warned himself.

But Teyla felt his hand move and so began her own exploration. Her hand moved to slide across his muscled torso over his thin t-shirt. She looked at him for approval. "Is this allowed at this point, John?"

John just nodded and she leaned back a bit so both hands could touch his chest. As she did, her breathing picked up and got quicker. She had not realized that John had so much definition to him as he was never one to flaunt his bare chest like so many of the Marines. It was a nice surprise under her fingers.

John decided that if Teyla was exploring his chest, the fair thing would be for him to enjoy hers. He slid his hands around to her front and moved them slowly upwards. At first just his thumbs were on the underside of her breasts but as she sucked in a deep breath he became braver and cupped them in his palms.

Teyla's hands stilled on him and her head tipped back a little and her mouth opened with a tiny moan escaping. "You like that, Teyla?"

"Very much." The words came out shaky and her back arched inviting him to continue. She was glad she had worn a soft woven top tonight instead of one of her thickly crafted ones. John was glad she wasn't wearing a bra, although that was a dating tradition also. But one he was glad to do without. He'd never quite gotten the hang of opening the damn hooks, especially if they were in the back.

John's hands squeezed and molded and Teyla's hands clenched in his shirt as his thumbs flicked over her nipples. He felt them harden and stand out against her soft shirt. He wanted to get even closer but didn't want to rush anything. He wanted to get enjoyment out of every second of this date.

Teyla was the first to get frustrated. "Are we required to stay fully clothed for this portion of the date?"

John's grin grew crooked. "Not necessarily fully clothed although I think we should keep the bottoms on. We aren't on the lesson for that just yet."

Teyla's hands slipped under his shirt and rubbed against his bare torso. The sensation of Teyla's fingers finally on his skin was mind blowing. He reached for the neck of his shirt and quickly whipped it off and flung it on the floor.

The sight of John's chest, even in the dim glow of the movie that had been all but forgotten, made Teyla's stomach do flips and heat gather in her lower extremities. She leaned down and pressed her lips to touch him and John's hands gripped her head in encouragement. She alternated between little kisses and tasting him with her tongue. When she looked up, John's head had sagged back against the seat and his eyes were closed. But she could tell by the look on his face that he liked what she was doing.

He allowed her to continue for quite a while then pulled her back to straddle his hips. His hands this time slipped under her shirt and he slid them up slowly inch by inch up to reveal her bronzed skin and perfectly round orbs. Her nipples were standing erect and he knew he couldn't hold back much longer from taking one into his mouth.

When her shirt had joined his on the floor, John pulled her close and pressed his lips to her throat again. Her head fell back and her hands gripped his shoulders. He mimicked her actions of little kisses and licking her skin. He travelled from her throat to her shoulders and then pressed his face into the cleft between her breasts.

His hands came up and cupped her gently as he eased back just enough to stare at her beautiful form. Teyla worried that she was not endowed enough for his pleasure.

"I was not gifted with very large breasts as some women," she apologized. "I hope you are not too disappointed."

John's eyes rose in disbelief at her words. He gently squeezed and held up her attributes in each hand. "Look at this, Teyla. They're a perfect fit. It's like they were made just for me. I wouldn't want them any other way."

And he leaned down and pressed his lips to first one peak then another. He felt Teyla's relieved sigh and stroked his tongue over the closest one. Little whimpers escaped from her mouth as his tongue continued to lick and roam. Her arms wrapped around his head and one hand pushed into his hair while the other stroked a path down his back.

He wasn't sure how long he spent worshipping Teyla's breasts with his hands and tongue and lips. He didn't think it would ever be enough though. She was absolutely gorgeous. He wondered if she knew how much.

"You're so beautiful, Teyla," John informed her as his lips travelled back up to hers. He looked deeply into her eyes and hoped she could see what she meant to him. He wasn't very good with words but didn't want there to be any misunderstandings between them.

He kissed her lips once more and then added, "You're so beautiful inside and out. I have no idea why you're even here with me allowing me the privilege of your company. You should be with someone much more worthy than me."

Teyla's eyes softened at John's words. She knew John was not a man who liked to boast about himself but he was truly a wonderful person. "I could think of no one I would rather be with than you, John. You have a beautiful soul and a giving, unselfish heart and I am the one to feel privileged to be here with you."

John's smile lit up his face and he kissed her more deeply than before. But then he shifted in his seat until she was facing the screen with her back to his chest again and his arms were once more wrapped around her.

"We should probably spend a little time watching the movie since I brought it. But that doesn't mean I can't allow my hands to wander a bit if that's okay with you."

Teyla smiled even though she knew John couldn't see it. It was certainly strange to be sitting here in his lap while both of them wore nothing on their top halves. But no one was around and she was enjoying the sensation very much.

"Your hands on my skin are very pleasant indeed. Please do not stop."

They continued to watch the movie and John let his hands wander over her shoulders, breasts, stomach and eventually lower on her waist.

"This is where I try and get inside your pants," he informed Teyla, a trace of laughter in his voice. "You can completely shut me down or … let my fingers do the talking."

Teyla just leaned even further into his chest and sucked in her stomach muscles so his hand slipped further inside. He deftly undid her button and zipper and slid even deeper until his fingers found the curls guarding her womanly center.

His hand rubbed over them and then his fingers communicated quite well what they were looking for. John groaned as Teyla's legs widened to allow him to reach his goal. Fingers dipped inside and stroked and caressed, stunned that she was so wet and ready for him. The moistened tips retreated to flick over her sensitive nub then returned to the in and out motion. Teyla's hips rocked back and forth and her fingers dug into John's thighs as the fever rose higher and higher.

The movie was now at a denouement itself but neither of the people sitting in front of the screen even seemed to notice. They were focused solely on the pleasure they were experiencing. Teyla wiggling around on John's lap had brought him close to the edge a few times. And when she cried out with her release he found himself trying to keep himself from the same. God, this woman drove him over the edge like no other.

John cradled Teyla tenderly and as the movie finished up he felt her relax into sleep right there in his lap. He continued to hold her for some time then gently lifted her and placed her on the bench in the back of the jumper. He covered her with a blanket he'd made sure to store as they would be here overnight.

He watched her sleep for many minutes then went about checking on the jumper and getting it all set for the night. He got his own blanket and sat on the opposite bench, adjusting the lighting to very low. As he got himself comfortable for the night he gazed upon her sleeping form and again wondered how he had gotten so lucky in having her want him.

He wanted her too. So much. And he knew it wasn't just for a few minutes or hours. He wanted to be lying next to her in bed each night and waking up next to her each morning. Thoughts of the next few dates raced through his head but he knew what his ultimate goal was. And it wasn't lying across from her, so close he could see her eyelashes feathered across her cheek but yet still too far away to touch her.

He knew he needed to fix that. And with luck and a bit of courage on his part, he knew he could.

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