SGA Ronon Finds Kushiel

Chapter 7: Return

A/N: Update – I have tried to go back and fix errors (like wording and spelling) in this story.

Hey all, (if you feel confused while reading my story…then read this paragraph…if not then skip to the next one.) There are things that I did not explain earlier…because the main character, Ronon, does not know them himself. All he knows is that he is in a strange land that has hints of his ancestors…like the statue in the bathhouse. I have been waiting for him and Teyla to have a powwow to figure everything out. I got sidetracked from him acquiring Teyla because of Dex Divas that wanted to make appearances in the story. Lady Valmar and Nerwen Aldarion asked questions about how he got there and a general sense of confusion…well…in one chapter I left A/N to say that I am only putting in the chapters what Ronon knows, so you can follow along with him. In this chapter, Teyla will talk with Ronon and they will try to figure things out. Think of it like being kidnapped…you do not always know what is going on.

And yes, Khyrra mentioned there are things from Jaqueline Carey's Kushiel trilogy in here…glad you approve…that was for my own amusement and for anyone who knows her work. Characters will pop in for amusement from time to time. I adore and respect her work, and I view this as incorporating Ronon into a small area of Carey's story that I made up that she left out of the books. Hope this helps. And a big thanks to everyone who has reviewed!

Kushiel…in the dawn:

Ronon woke on the luxurious pillows he fell asleep on an hour ago. His half naked body was only somewhat covered by a dark cerulean blanket. He opened his eyes at the sound of a familiar voice floating over the garden of desire.

"Yes, my master." Ronon heard the voice reply after a masculine demand.

Ronon rolled off the pillows careful not to awaken Tuttiana who was resting peacefully. He raised his body to see if what his ears were telling him was true.

Ronon's eyes filled with question quickly turned into intense rage. His heart sped up and for a moment he felt dizzy, as he knew his body was adjusting from a peaceful garden into a deadly furry. One word escaped his tightly stressed lips…"Teyla?"

Ronon stared at the scene before him and took it all in within a moment. Teyla was lying slightly on her side on top of dark green pillows. There was a man standing next to her…it was Lord Marmion. Ronon knew he asked Marmion if he could be present when he worshiped goddess Freyja with Teyla, but this was not what he thought would be happening. Teyla had her leg bent slightly to the side of her thigh with her forearm tied to her ankle. She was completely unclothed except for a large black collar on her lovely neck that had a chain that was attached to a nearby tree.

Ronon stalked forward preparing to take Lord Marmion down hard on the ground. He could feel the muscles in his arms tense as he thought of snapping Marmion's neck off of his shoulders. He kept thinking, 'why would she let herself be tied up in such a fashion.' His mind fell onto what he thought was the only answer…she was letting this happen because Ronon agreed to it. She trusted him to be there to protect her…and he was not. He maneuvered to the side to try to see her face to give her a warning to move slightly out of the way.

Teyla rolled over on her side more as she had been commanded only to see Ronon moving closer. She immediately shook her head from side to side and raised an eyebrow. Lord Marmion did not notice as he was picking up a black crop off of a nearby table. Ronon instinctively moved back and paused.

Ronon was stunned when he first caught her facial expression because she looked as if she was greatly enjoy the interaction. He watched as she gave the signal to Ronon to stop. Ronon hid himself behind a tree, but continued to watch to make sure she was ok as he thought, 'What is going on? She is obviously tied up and obeying the Lord, but she seems to be experiencing sexual pleasure, and he has not even touched her yet.'

Ronon moved farther away when he noticed Teyla gave him an angry look. He hid himself better as he continued to watch. His eyes never strayed far from her athletically curvy body that was on display for the Lord. Ronon still wanted to break his neck. The Lord barked another command that Teyla tried to obey, but her bonds restrained her from completing the task. Ronon's blood boiled into a frenzy as the Lord used his crop to slap Teyla on her delicate skin high on her thigh for not completing the task.

Ronon started to stand up to end this once and for all when he watched Teyla's face transform from a tense expression that flowed into one of utter delight. He leaned forward against the tree as her soothing voice played a melody of rapture as she pulled against her bonds. She was magnificent.

Ronon had an epiphany that retuned parts of his memories from his past. His mind raced back before the Wraith hunted him and tortured him. He remembered there could be pleasure and a caring trust in the circle of relinquishing control to another.

Ronon backed away and returned to where Tuttiana still lay sleeping. Teyla was not laying there defenseless before the Lord who ordered her around. Ronon remembered the submissive is the one in control and the dominate one's job is to use all skills available to seduce the other. The dominant Lord could only go as far as Teyla was willing to submit to…the Lord was powerless and relied on Teyla to allow him his release. Each has to play their part well in order to allow themselves fulfillment of their primal desires.

Ronon tried not to dwell on the image of Teyla throwing her head back in pleasure, but he was unsuccessful. He started replaying images in his mind of when he had spared with Teyla in practice. He remembered that same look of delight on her face when he would find her guard down. Now he was not sure if he had ever had the upper hand in their sparing as it would seem she might have let him think he had won a few times. He could not waver from the remembrance of both of their delight at mock fighting each other…the adrenaline, the matched skills, the sweat, the light thrashing of her hair as it hits his arm when she spins around to strike him…yes…he was having a difficult morning.

Ronon's only consolation was that sometime after noontime, he would own Teyla hence she would be away from the Lord and one step closer to home. 'When did I start thinking of Atlantis as home?' Yes, he was having a difficult morning. Well, until Tuttiana woke up and distracted him with her sensual body as she cleansed him in the waterfall before breaking their fast.

Kushiel: Noonish…

Ronon was waiting in his quarters alone as the guards were standing outside, and Nicola was nowhere to be found. This gave him some time to think over everything that happened when he saved Lady Phedre then was abducted. He was laying on his bed pondering over everything. He had his hand over the soft material that covered his chest…it was light green in color with a softer texture then his cotton clothing back at Atlantis. He felt relaxed, and let himself drift off into a light sleep.

Sometime later, he felt a presence and woke from his dream filled sleep to find Lady Phedre standing over him. "How long?"

The lady smiled as the drop of red in her eye seemed to make her eyes look as if they sparkled. "Only a moment or so."

Ronon sat up as he stretched his long toned legs. Lady Phedre was not noticeably daunted by his size when he stood up next to her, but then again she noticed in his eyes the same fire that was in her own.

They walked out on his garden balcony that had a lovely view of the lake. Ronon was glad that they had unlocked the doors to it, so he did not have to keep picking the lock when he wanted to go outside. When Ronon was returned to his room early that morning he had inspected the necklace that Phedre's men had given to him earlier. He knew she was there for this reason.

Ronon reached into his pocket and pulled out the expensive diamond necklace. "I believe this is yours."

A strong look of question arose in her wide eyes as she appeared to be afraid to touch the necklace. She put her hand back down, "Did you find anything."

Ronon understood her reluctance to touch the gift. "There is a key inside a little slip in the fabric of the ribbon collar. At first glance it appears to be a seam, but it is right at the part that is hidden by the diamond when it is worn." He flipped the diamond over and pulled out the key. He held it up in the air for her to inspect.

Lady Phedre took the key from his hand. "I believe I know what this is…but it can't be." Her voice faded into a whisper. "Why would it be important other than to her and I. This makes no sense."

The question on Ronon's face prompted her to say a little more, "This looks like the key to the bonds I wore when I was imprisoned by her."

Ronon glanced at the key then back to the lovely lady standing next to him…she was intoxicating. "Maybe that is true, but she has the bonds on someone else…or maybe she had a lock built around that lock and placed on something else."

Phedre smiled at him and for the first time seemed to notice what a virile specimen he truly was. "Aren't you clever."

Ronon shifted the necklace in his hand, which caused her eyes to lock on it. "What do you want me to do with this?"

Phedre looked out over the balcony to a set of trees where one of her men stood. She grasped something out from her pocket that looked like a rock. She pressed the key into it, and it closed around it. Phedre walked to the edge of the balcony and tossed it off the edge. Ronon looked over the side knowing it was eight levels down to the ground, and saw her man pick up the object that held the key.

Phedre walked over to Ronon and pressed her soft lips to his cheek, "Place this fake key in the necklace collar and continue to hide it."

Ronon took the key that looked similar and did as she bid, "How did you know?"

Phedre seemed to fall back into a trance like she had the last time he saw her with the sapphire-eyed devil. "She will not let me go, and I cannot let her go. You see, she wants me for her pet…and a part of me wants that as well. Only the remembrance of her betrayal and those who were taken from me hold me back from her power."

Ronon understood and did not mind that she leaned on him for comfort. He did not expect a person who is as she is to except or even want comfort, but after all…he knew himself to be more like her then he liked to admit.

Phedre pushed away looking in his hazel eyes, "It would appear that my time here has ended. Your woman is on her way here as we speak."

Ronon looked confused, "My woman?"

Phedre laughed with a wicked grin, "Yes, your lady friend Teyla. I would have preferred that you broke Lord Marmion's neck, but then again he has talent that both your Teyla and I enjoy."

Ronon looked confused for a moment then put the necklace back in his pocket. He turned to Phedre, but she was no longer standing there. The door to his quarters opened and a guard brought Teyla into his room. Ronon heard a slight scuff of rock and knew that Lady Phedre had lowered herself onto the balcony below his.

Teyla waited for the guard to leave before speaking. "I thought you were going to kill him."

Ronon walked to where she was standing just inside the door. "I wanted to." He tried not to let her see that he was inspecting her for bruises as he reached forward to give her a light hug as they usually did when greeting each other in places of complete privacy.

Teyla reached for him as well, but tried to reserve herself…after all she remembered another time when she had not guarded herself with him. He had come to her room, back on Atlantis, and stood in her door way. She had allowed him admittance while guards stood outside just as they were now. After some light talking, she had allowed her appraisal of him show, which had lead to a vastly carnal enjoyment of primal desire. But both of them had agreed to keep it a secret just as they kept the secret of him killing his old military leader for his betrayal of thousands.

Teyla had feelings for Shep originally, but after all of the other women he had showed similar attention to, she held herself back. Maybe in the future she could tell Shep how she felt for him, but for now Ronon was the man who understood her. That meant more to her then a man having a passing infatuation.

Ronon brought her something to eat as she lounged on a set of large pillows by an assortment of tropical plants. Over the next two hours, they told all the information they had acquired since stepping through the gate and finding the woman in mortal danger. They spoke of the leaders of the world they found themselves in… Sacred Twin Essoms. Ronon told of being given special privileges after saving the Lady Phedre, and that he is using his privileges to buy the rest of the team. He told her that Phedre was instrumental in passing the privileges on to him after she spoke to Lady Alba. Ronon now held a necklace of hers in safe keeping away from Lady Phedre's enemy the sapphire eyed women.

Teyla told him that Rodney had only been shot once with a stun weapon and woke up when they started to take them through the first Stargate. She said McKay had written down all of the gate addressed…apparently they had traveled by way of six Stargates to get to the planet they were on now. McKay and Shep were being held in a cell together and were driving each other crazy. Ronon told her that every time he worshiped the goddess Freyja with nobility that he was given a pass to acquire another of their team.

Later that day, Ronon asked one of the guards about Nicola and was told that she had been sent to another job as seeing that Ronon had acquired Teyla as a slave. Ronon looked stunned, but Teyla found it amusing. Ronon went along with it when he learned that Teyla could pass in and out of the room in order to serve him. She was now given access to different areas of the castle to perform her duties. Teyla said she would keep her eyes open and try to find things out from the other slaves and by spying. Ronon agreed, but did his share of things in his rooms to keep them up knowing that outside of the room Teyla was assisting on bringing his food up to him and taking his clothing to the maids for washing.

The next morning, Ronon received a summons to attend a Selection Service. His high praise from the Dexi Divahlaz and Lady Tammiela put him in place for the selection process. There was a new leader of a neighboring planet who was just taking power. She was here to receive her appointment and approval as the other planet's leader. With that process out of the way, she apparently was in the mood for a high ranking male's attentions. And, it looked like Ronon was invited to the selection where she would pick a man for the day. Teyla told him to try to get the woman's attention so that they could get either McKay or Shep out of the holding cells by buying one of them.

Ronon agreed and once again he returned to the worship of the goddess Freyja for the sake of saving the rest of the team. Yep, he was having a good day today!

A/N: this is the end of the first unit. I am making a second unit and the fiction will be called: Ronon Masters Kushiel 2. I am working on it now…