Chapter 9: When Night Came

It was an uneventful dinner, during which I exchanged few conniving looks with Col. Sheppard, suggesting we awaited for the night to come. The dinner seemed to last forever. I patiently listen to the stories that Teyla told about her people; they were very dear to her. I could have thought of mine, but my mind was disturbed by the man sitting in front of me. Having his presence so close was tickling my senses.

Elves are a passionate race, both in love and war. Our feelings get exacerbated easily. We live for centuries; millennia for the luckiest, but we remain quick-tempered regarding these matters.

I looked at this man, and all that I wanted and needed was he. The dinner was over and everyone was heading to her or his evening plans. We walked back to our personals quarters, chatting on the way. We were not alone, so when I gave my evening respects, I sent him an inviting look. I knew he understood when I saw a mischievous smile across his face.

Through the window of my quarters, I was observing the stars shining in the dark sky. This day, I have been reconnected to my roots, to the trees; I felt alive. I couldn't say what of the time in the forest, or the romantic situation was responsible of my state, but I felt alive and happy. I was humming a song that came back in my head, as if the trees did plant a seed in my mind.

… "Fanuilos heryn aglar Rîn athar annún-aearath,

Calad amen i reniar mi 'aladhremmin ennorath!

A Elbereth Gilthoniel! i chin a thúl…"

The chime echoing in my room informed me of someone waiting by the door. I passed my hand over the controller and the door opened. He was there, standing in front of me, his eyes speaking volumes. Without a word, he stepped in and seized my face. The kiss was burning my lips and told all about the desire we had for each other. I pulled him toward me, entraining him inside the room.

He was crushing his body on mine, caressing my waist, hips, and thighs. I could guess the muscles moving underneath his shirt; I needed to feel his skin. My heart had raced beyond control. I passed my hands under the fabric, and the skin I touched was soft and warm, covering strong muscles. I kept pushing his shirt up until it was off and on the floor. Muscular torso, shoulders, and arms were wrapping me; his body was beautiful; it was the one of a warrior. With an obvious determination, he started to open my tunic, his lips welcoming the flesh exposed.

One after the other, our clothes dropped to the floor. He laid me down on the bed and as his palms were stroking my skin; he stared at me for few seconds.

"Whoa, you look like an angel!" he whispered.

I chuckled at his comment that I did not understand, but he sincerely looked amazed.

We are called the Fair Folk and we honestly deserve this designation. Eru has gifted us with a fair luminescent skin, lithe, yet strong body and beauty. Few times only in our history have men and elves joined. It was not the ways of the elves. But for me and in my situation, none of this mattered anymore. This was my life now, among men, and I wanted this one more than anything.

So I brought him very close to me. Aware of every inch of my naked body under his, I whispered to his lips "I want you, John Sheppard".

Consumed by desire and hunger, our bodies danced together and matched into a perfect fit. I sighed as I revelled in his contact. Waves of pleasure were coursing all over my body. I was transported into another world; a world of bliss where he brought me to the brink and pushing me over into a sea of ecstasy, over and over.

I had lost track of time. Pausing to catch a breath, our yearning was still nourished by the fire we were seeing in each other's eyes. I could not say when we eventually tired, but I remember the feeling of being nested in his arms, worn out and light. His eyes were on mine, our lips brushing time to time; I have not been so happy for a very long time.

"You alright?" He passed a hair lock behind my ear.

"I feel so good, complete." My fingers caressed his forehead, tracing the line of his eyebrows down to his jaw.

"Look, I… I've never… been…" He sounded uneasy, so I put my fingers over his mouth.

"You don't have to say anything. No words. Simple is good."

"Alright." He kissed me deeply. "We should get some sleep"

"We should." As he lied on his back, I leaned over his torso. His arm around my waist came securing my position. I let his heartbeat and breathing pace me and I drifted into sleep.

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I woke up with the sun rising. It was still early. I had not moved an inch from his grip. John's breathing was deep and regular. I did not want to wake him, so I tried not to move. My mind came back to the last hours, and I started to think on how things would go. I was often a member of his team. Obviously, he did not seem to see it as an inconvenient. I felt a sort of connection as soon as we met, and he never refrained to make advances, which I finally did not refuse. I felt his breathing change. By the time I rose my head, he had already awoken.

"Hey!" he whispered.

"Good morning." I crawled on top of him and kissed him. Strong arms embraced me and I relished the feeling of being enclosed. Then he seized my nape and waist and rolled over me. Kisses trailed down on my neck, breast, and belly. And before he captured back my mouth, I saw desire burning inside him. So my hips looked for his, my legs wrapped around his waist, and our bodies found each others. And we consumed each other again.

We stayed some long minutes, cuddled up against each other. I was breathing in his scent and felt it would be painful to leave his embrace, loose the contact with his skin and his lips. I was enthralled, bewitched. At some point, his watch produced a sound; it was the signal telling that the day had started and we would be called to our daily duties.

"It sounds like I will have to go soon." He was caressing my head, watching me tenderly. "We both go off world today."

"I remember." I did not want to bring this conversation up, but I needed to know how things would go by now. I unintentionally lowered my head while I was thinking.

"You look worried all of a sudden. Lorne told me it was a pretty simple op. Just make friends with potential trade partners."

"I know. I do not worry for this mission."

"So what is it about?" He must have read into me as his eyes widened a bit. "Oh! Do you think we can't do that?"

"I hope we can. I know my place. I've been a warden for the last five centuries, so I will stay professional."

"I'm sure you will. And I tend to forget you're a bit older than me." He kissed me playfully.

We stopped our foreplays when his watch ticked again. I watched him gathering his clothes and getting dressed. After a last fiery kiss, he was gone.