DISCLAIMER: I don't own any Atlantis character although I wouldn't mind renting a couple of them.

Authors note: Thanks for the encouraging reviews! About the time I think no one is reading why finish – I get a review. Sorry this chapter took so long. I've been working two jobs and trying to keep up with All Good Things happening with A DOG'S BREAKFAST.

A/N: WAITING TO HEAR ABOUT ANY DISTRIBUTION DEAL IS IN THE OFFING FOR A DOG'S BREAKFAST.

CHAPTER 14 ADMITTANCE

"Did you mean it?" He asked without preamble walking past her to place his laptop on the table and flipping it open barely registering that she was in her bed clothes.

"Mean what?" Ki responded confused, but not wanting to touch even his surface thoughts the way his emotions were roiling.

For an answer he turned the laptop around to face her and hit the ENTER key to start the program. Ki looked at him confused before turning her attention to the program on the screen. Her face lost all color as she stared at herself talking. It was the conversation she had with the girls earlier that night. "Stop it," she whispered feeling blood rush to her face and then reversing back to her feet leaving her pale and trembling.

"Well?" he asked urgently hitting the pause button.

"How?" she asked in dismay, searching his face and struggling to understand why someone would do this.

"It went to all the monitors. I don't know who…yet. We have an idea and Radek is tracing the feed." His voice promised dire retribution as he looked her in the eyes the question burning in his.

She swallowed hard. What if he doesn't feel that way? Then she remembered her conversation with Laura earlier. 'You're both that obvious. The women in his past have – badly' "Yes," she whispered so low he barely heard her, but he could see the honest vulnerability in her face. She ducked her head. "Yes," she repeated defiantly. "I meant it." She looked back up at him. "It's okay if you don't…" she stopped as he held out his hand.

"You could have any man on Atlantis." He said in honest bewilderment.

"I don't want any man."

"Come here." He waggled his fingers at her impatiently. She searched his face a moment before stepping toward him.

"Melt?" He queried with a little smile pulling her into his embrace. "Really?" She flushed hotly, but didn't have time to respond as his mouth settled on hers. Gently, tentatively, his lips claimed hers. A gentle slide, a nip, a small suck on her lower lip with a groan she gave herself over to the emotions that swamped her.

She swayed against him as her knees went weak. Drowning, she felt like she was drowning in sensations, but she didn't want it to stop. His hand slowly swept up and down her back tracing her contours before pulling her in closer. Tentatively, she slid her hands up his chest distantly registering that under the loose shirts he wore was lightly defined muscles. Her hands inched up to dance across his collarbone before snaking around his neck to tug him closer still.

Groaning, Rodney pulled his head back to look into her eyes. His gaze swept her face taking in her swollen lips, flushed cheeks, and luminous eyes. He gently traced her face with a trembling hand before lowering his lips to hers again kissing her deeply until she sighed with pleasure against his mouth.

Desire/heat/frustration flooded her senses until she wasn't sure what her reaction was and what was his. All she knew was it felt right being held in his arms and being kissed senseless. Too many clothes – the thought drifted through her mind and she knew it wasn't her thought when his hands slid under her shirt and lightly caressed her ribs. His thumbs brushed the underside of her breasts causing her to arch against him with a cry of pleasure.

He took advantage when her head fell back to trace tiny, biting kisses down the length of her neck. She tilted her head sideways resting her head on his shoulder and giving him even better access to the delicate skin. He felt her tremble beneath his hands and stilled. He wanted her so much; wanted to feel her silky skin against his; wanted to feel her move beneath him; wanted to hear his name breathless on her lips. He backed her up against a wall and slid his hands up over her breasts. She gasped and pressed forward into his hands little sounds of pleasure coming from her as her mind disengaged completely.

A stray thought floated up in his desire fogged mind. . None of my people can touch me for more than a few moments without both of us getting a sharp painful zing; the longer the contact the more intense the zing gets. It can become quite unbearable." He took a ragged breath and leaned his head on hers sliding his hands around behind her. "Ki," he murmured unsteadily.

"Hmm?" she rubbed up against him kissing his neck grinning in pure female pleasure when she felt him throbbing against her.

"Ki, I want you so much."

"Yes." She whispered against his skin as she slid a hand under his shirt loving the feel of crinkly chest hair under her fingertips.

He growled and pressed her hard against the wall. "I don't want to go too fast. Don't want to…arghh." His voice gave out as a fingernail scraped a nipple. He grabbed her hands and held them prisoner between them. "Ki," he searched her eyes feeling a little awkward, he so did not want to bungle this! "I'm guessing that you've never…"

She sighed, knowing what he was asking. She rested her head on the wall behind her with eyes closed. Swallowing hard she admitted. "No, I have never made love to a man before."

"And you want me?" He saw the slight nod. "Are you sure?" He asked hesitantly.

Kilaran opened her eyes and met his wide eyed, stunned gaze. "Yes." She let her hunger and desire flow over him.

He placed her hands on his waist and cupped her face kissing her tentatively. Now that his mind was working again he was unsure of his actions. What if she changed her mind? What if he hurt her? What if she didn't like the things he did?

I won't change my mind. You won't hurt me and I really like what you were doing. Her mental voice was thick with desire. Teach me. Love me.

He broke the kiss taking her hand in his and slowly pulled her into the bedroom. Stopping next to the bed, he tenderly tugged her top off. He stroked her breasts noting how the nipples hardened when he brushed his thumbs over them. Ki tugged his shirt up over his head missing his hands on her skin even for the few moments it took to pull the shirt off. His hands settled on her waist as he turned and sat on the bed tugging her forward to stand between his legs.

Without warning his head dipped forward and his warm tongue flicked her nipple before his mouth closed over it sucking gently. His hands splayed across her back holding her to him. She cried out and her hands found his shoulders and held on as he kissed his way over to other breast and laved it.

"Rodney," she whispered almost incoherent from the sensations inundating her. He guided her down to sit on his leg capturing her mouth in another thought scattering kiss as he pushed her backwards onto the bed. He let his fingers lightly trail across silky skin until they touched pajama bottoms.

Shifting he tugged them off letting his gaze travel down the length of her body and back up. "Gorgeous," he murmured hoarsely stroking her cheek as a blush spread across it. "I can't believe you want me." He murmured as his hand trailed down her slender neck, traced her collarbone, and slid down to caress the underside of a breast before sliding across her ribs to end up resting on her hip.

"You're overdressed," she purred her hand sliding up and down his arm.

His eyes darkened as he rid himself of the rest of his clothes. "Better?" he lowered himself back down next to her.

"Y..yes" she stammered eyes wide at the evidence of his desire.

He felt the tremor slide through her; he saw where the wide eyes had traveled. "I won't hurt you." He whispered against her lips.

"I know," she whispered back. "It's just I've never seen…" She blushed. He took her hand and settled it on his chest. "We'll take all the time you need." He told her hoarsely. She nodded and let her hands slowly travel over him, learning him. Fingers skimmed over a chest sprinkled with crisp curly hair, slid over shoulders and down arms. They fluttered up his back and back down to glide over his hips. Her hand came to a rest on his hip and she hid her face in the crook of his neck. She could feel his heartbeat beating rapidly; could hear his ragged breathing and was amazed that she could illicit such a response from a man. "I want," she rasped breathlessly, "but I don't know what to do." She looked up at him.

"Touch me." He begged.

"Show me."

He sucked in a breath and placed a trembling hand over hers. He made eye contact with her as he guided her hand down to his cock.

He felt her shock; she felt the jolt of his desire as her hand wrapped him. He slowly moved her hand up and down the length of his cock groaning, unable to resist thrusting into her hand. His hand left hers and slid between her thighs his dexterous fingers stroking the springy hair before parting the folds of flesh and stroking her clit.

She quit breathing! Her hand twitched convulsively around his hardness. How could anyone feel this intensely and survive it? Heat pooled deep inside her and a strange tightness filled her as he continued stroking her while slowly thrusting back and forth in her hand. "Rodney...oh...I...is it suppose...?"

He smiled and kissed her parting her lips and thrusting his tongue inside her mouth matching the stroking of finger and cock until he felt the first shudder ripple through her. "That's it, baby. Let it happen. Come for me, Ki."

With a strangled cry she shattered into a million pieces as intense waves of pleasure flooded her. She collapsed onto her back, her hand sliding off his cock, as slowly her breathing returned to normal. Never had she imagined that the act of sex would feel this good, this amazing and yet somehow she knew there was more to come. Bits and pieces of conversations overheard had given her at least an inkling of what was supposed to happen.

Just when she was about to ask Rodney dipped his finger inside of her watching her intently. Her eyes flew open, startled, searching his face for a clue as to what he was going to do next. He just murmured, "Trust me," as he lowered his head to suckle her breast. I do she whispered and opened herself up to him mentally and physically.

Rodney almost lost control when she connected with him mentally letting everything she was feeling wash over him. The awareness that he was the one creating such a response was awe inspiring and humbling at the same time. He drew his finger out and plunged two back in trying to loosen her tight sweetness.

Her hands roamed over every inch of his body she could reach as yet a third finger stretched her. "Rodney, please. Please I want...need..." her breathless entreaties drove him over the edge as she arched upward. He withdrew his fingers and shifted over on top of her catching his weight on his elbows as he pressed his weeping cock against her entrance.

He gazed down at her. "Tell me what you want, Ki." He begged in a husky, strained voice.

"You." she whispered. "You loving me."

"I can't help the hurt..." She pressed a finger to his lips.

"I know to expect a little. Just love me, Rodney." She arched against him causing the head too slide between her folds. With a groan he thrust forward slightly stretching tight muscles watching her face for any pain. Backwards, he paused at her entrance then leaning forward to capture her mouth in a soul searing kiss he plunged into her barely feeling the thin barrier as he buried himself completely inside of her.

He raised his head as he felt the small pain slice through both of them since she had them connected and saw the shock in her eyes. He kept still waiting for her to relax, waiting for her body to accept the intrusion. As soon as he felt the pain subside he withdrew and thrust forward slowly. This time her gasp was one of pleasure and her body moved instinctively to match his movements.

Taking his weight on one arm he caressed her palming a perfect breast, rubbing a thumb over a nipple, gliding over ribs and firm abdomen. He shifted a little more and her eyes lost focus as she gave herself over to this gentle man creating such music inside of her; stroking her body until she hummed to a tune only he knew how to create.

She was so close. He could tell, but he was afraid that he was closer so he feathered his hand down between them finding her nub and stroked it, rubbing it in a circular motion until she cried out incoherently and came. Her orgasm clenching his cock; tight muscles contracted along his shaft, milking him, sending him over the edge into bliss as he cried out her name and came inside her.

They lay there in languid mindlessness. Rodney finally stirred enough to get them both under the covers before pulling her closer to snuggle against him.

She sighed and slid an arm across his waist. "Always wondered why Myr and Teesa were grinning like fools the next day."

He chuckled and kissed her forehead. "So tomorrow?"

She laughed softly. "Yep, like a fool."

"And when someone asks why?" he asked quietly suddenly serious. He really hated having his personal business bandied about, but also hated people thinking he was inept with women.

She sensed his barriers trying to rise and let her hand drift downward. "I'm going to say that Rodney McKay is the best lover I ever had."

"I'm the only…"

An evil chuckle escaped her. "They don't know that."

Laughing out loud he pulled her on top of him and kissed her his hands sliding down to cup her buttocks. She moaned and wiggled against him loving the friction between his rougher male skin and her satiny smooth skin. Apparently, he loved it too because he hardened beneath her. With a guttural sound he lifted her slightly and lowered her gently onto him.

He kept a slow gentle rhythm aware that she was most likely sore and tender until she speared him with her eyes and moaned, "I'm not fragile, Rodney, and I am a healer" grinding down hard and arching backwards in pleasure. She gasped and laughed when he bucked beneath her increasing the pace as his body tightened with heat and desire. Her fingers raked across his chest as she called his name out "Rodney, oh yeah, oh…oh…." He felt her muscles clench tight and ripple along the length of him sending him spiraling over the edge with her.

She collapsed on him gasping for breath unable to lift a finger. He shifted her slightly to a more comfortable position and softly stroked her back until they both fell asleep.