For Wedj, who wanted more

MORE

By kariesue

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She watches his nude form cross the room and pull his clothes from the pile on the floor.

She stretches and gives a soft moan. He turns. His eyes roam over the curves that are exposed by the half draped sheet.

"You know I have to go."

Teyla doesn't answer; just allows the sheet to slip a bit further.

She knows the power she has.

He looks at the clothes again then drops them with a groan.

His lips and hands roam and explore as they did last night.

Teyla gives a satisfied smile.

He always comes back for more.

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