Disclaimer: All characters of StarGate and StarGate Atlantis belong to their respective writers and MGM. This is a work of fan fiction. I just want to play with them for awhile.
Copyright 2009 awakethepassion
SOT-Transitions 5
1.
Finally it was night time but John couldn't sleep. They were still with the Kinani and even though he knew that they were safe in their little cubby hole, he couldn't make himself relax. Taking care of the kids and elderly had taken longer than expected and before they had realized it, the evening meal was being served and it was too late for them to explore the greenhouse or the lower caverns.
John of course, wanted to be back in the safety of the Jumper but it had started to snow again and the air had turned much colder. Though he doubted that it was any colder than the way Susan was ignoring him. She'd made a point of snubbing both him and Ronan for most of the night. He snorted softly. She could refuse to acknowledge Ronan all she wanted to, but he was going to be damned if she was going to keep on dismissing him.
And fuck if he wasn't going to put a stop to it right now.
"Come here, woman." Rolling over, he slid his arm around her waist and pulled her against him.
"Don't touch me." She jerked away from him and scooted over, burrowing her head against her arm. "I'm still pissed off at you."
"Get over it, Suzie Q." John grabbed the back of her shirt and pulled her back against him. At first she resisted and when he wouldn't let go, she huffed out a sigh and nestled into his heat. Feeling like he'd won the first bit of the battle he snuggled close to her so that he could whisper in her ear. "I'm still going to spank your ass for making me look like an idiot in front of Ronan."
She was quiet but he could sense her anger. He thought that he was going to have to make her answer him when he heard her whisper back. "You don't need me to make you look like an idiot, Sheppard. You do a fine job all by yourself."
"Oh, looks like I've got myself a funny girl." He was pressed against her back and under the blanket his hand was tugging her tee shirt loose from her pants. She tried to pull away from him but he only tightened his grip. "Let's see if I can make you laugh a little more."
"Bastard. Let go of me." Her voice was low, and so full of heat that he knew that he had her right where he wanted her.
"Remember that I told you that I was going to take care of you later?" He laughed softly and slid his hand over the small of her back, rubbing his knuckles over the base of her spine and then dipping down to tease around the waist band of her pants. He tugged at the snap and then eased the zipper down so that he could slip his hand inside. "Guess what? It's later."
"You wouldn't." The little sleeping area was quiet but there was the occasional grunt or snore and Susan knew that if she could hear the others then the other sleepers could hear them.
"You know better than that, Suzie Q and I'm going to make sure that you remember that no woman is the boss of me. Not Elizabeth Weir and definitely not you." His palm felt hot when he pressed it against her belly.
"You're not my boss either." She growled out. "And if you think that you're going to tell me what to do...
"No one talks to me the way that you did, wife." His mouth slanted into a wicked smile and he traced her ear with the tip of his tongue. "And you're wrong. I am your boss. If I tell you to get on your god damn knees and beg for it…you will."
"When hell freezes over." She pushed at his hands, trying to get him off of her but he refused to budge. "John, let go of me."
He ran his fingers over her, pressing the palm of his hand flat against her mound and sliding one long finger into her, stroking over her slick folds. He pressed the tip of his finger against the sensitive nub and felt the electric tingle race across his skin.
"Why? You know that you really don't want me too." He murmured against the back of her neck. His voice was low and rough and he felt the tremor sweep down his legs when she wiggled her bottom against his cock. He felt her desire pooling hot against his hand and he slid his fingers over her clit, squeezing until she bucked back against him. "See? You can't resist me."
He moved against her back. Holding her still with one arm, he pulled his fingers out of her and lightly grasped her thigh, easing her leg up a little so that the tip of his erection pressed against her entrance. He grunted softly and eased into her, moving so slowly that she thought she was going to scream.
She started to sigh and he clamped his hand over her mouth, letting her taste her own scent on his fingers. "You've got to be quiet, Suzie Q. We don't want to wake up all these sleeping people, do we?"
She shook her head and tried to be still but he was driving her crazy. He was barely moving his hips but he was keeping up a constant rhythm as he drove his cock in and out of her in slow even strokes. She could feel the fire fanning out low and hot in her belly and she clutched at his hand. Her breath was coming in low breathy sighs and she turned her head against his arm, biting down on the sleeve of his shirt to keep from crying out.
He laughed softly as he thrust completely into her in one easy move. "You want me to fuck you hard, don't you sweetheart?" He rubbed his hand over her belly, his hand sliding under her shirt to cup her breast, his fingers squeezing the nipple until she shivered with the need to cry out. "Tell me Suzie Q." He whispered. "You don't want it easy and slow...you want it hard and rough."
She bit her lip and wouldn't answer. He grunted and thrust against her harder. He was panting and his breath was hot and wet against her ear. "Tell me that you want me to nail you to this bed...tell me that you want every inch of my hard cock in your sweet pussy."
She still wouldn't answer and that seemed to just make him more determined. He rolled his hips a little and the delicious friction made her arch back against him. She eased her leg over his, opening her legs a little wider and curling her foot around the back of his knee.
"Mmm..." he whispered, "Have I told you lately how much I love to fuck you?"
Her reply was a whispered wail and the sound of it made him so hard that he ached. But he held back, wanting to make the torture last as long as he could. He pinched her nipple again and then slid his hand back down over her belly, making her whimper when he stroked his fingers over the smooth skin between her thighs.
"You pretend to be so strong. You try to fight me but I always end up winning." He groaned against the back of her neck when she arched into his hand. "You feel so god damn good, Suzie Q. So silky smooth…I bet that if I buried my face in your pussy you'd taste just like the sweetest cream."
She tried not to hiss with pleasure when he slid one long finger into her. He rubbed hard at her clit, laughing softly when her breasts pressed against his arm.
"You're such a bastard." She gasped when he thrust his fingers into her, coating his hand again with her juices.
"I have a reason to be." He taunted. "And it's why you love me." He slid his hand over the curve of her ass, tracing the cleft with his thumb until his slick fingers pressed hard against her anus. He felt her tense and then she jerked as he slid one and then another finger into her tight hole.
He teased her, stroking his fingers in and out of her as he willed his hips to be still. He wanted her to squirm against him but she held her own self still, not giving in to him. Her defiance heightened his lust and he increased the thrusting of his fingers, turning up the speed until he felt her body tighten against him. He smiled when he felt the flow of her liquid pleasure soaking the front of his boxers.
"Dirty girl." He whispered against the back of her neck. "You just got me all wet."
Sliding his fingers out of her he moved his arm so that she was held tight against him, his body coiled around hers, then he pulled her onto her back and covered her. His legs pushed between hers and with his weight on top of her, she couldn't have moved if she wanted to. Keeping himself wedged between her legs, he sat up long enough to tug off his tee shirt and toss it to the side. Cool air raced across his skin and he grinned at the way her eyes lit up when the muscles in his chest and belly rippled.
"John..." she whispered and her voice was deep and husky with need as she watched him ease his pants down over his hips.
"Tell me you want me." Still holding her down, he slid his hands between them and pushed at her pants, sliding them down over her legs and nestling between her legs until he could slide his cock between her thighs. "Tell me damn it. Tell me that you want me to fuck you..."
She bit her lip, determined not to answer him.
"Tell me, Suzie Q." He whispered harshly. His voice was hoarse and demanding and he knew that she could feel his own need in the way he touched her. "Tell me that you want me to fuck you...right here...right now. Tell me..."
"No," she finally whispered.
"Liar." He pushed against her, thrusting hard, burying himself inside her. "If we were alone..." He sounded feral and ruthless. "If we were alone I'd have you screaming my name by now."
He held her still, covering her mouth with his to keep her from crying out. Her hands pushed against his chest and he thought that she was trying to get him off of her and then he felt her nails dig into his skin. Oh, God she was clawing at him and the pain just made him crazier to have her.
Suddenly, he didn't care that there was only a heavy covering over the doorway that blocked them off from the rest of the sleeping chamber. All he cared about was burying his stiff cock inside her wet heat. He felt her tremble and he pulled back his hips, only to drive himself balls deep inside her with one savage thrust.
He was expecting her to fight and she didn't disappoint him. Her nails raked over him as she slid her hands over his chest. His teeth clenched and he struggled to hold back a cry when she pinched his flat nipples, tweaking them to the point of pain.
"Oh, that's my naughty girl." John encouraged her as he slid his hands over her belly, pushing her tee shirt up and baring her to his hungry eyes. He squeezed her breasts, plucking at her nipples with his fingers until they hardened under his touch. Dipping his head, he slid his lips over her before he latched onto a rosy tip and swirled his tongue over her heated skin.
A moan escaped her lips and he raised his head a little, watching her face as her eyes rolled back in her head. Her mouth opened and he let go of her breast and kissed her again, driving his tongue into her mouth as her body trembled and a sweet, warm, wine like scent permeated the space between them.
In seconds he felt his own body tighten and then he was bucking against her as his cock swelled. He felt the twitch and then he was coming so hard that he nearly rolled the both of them off the small platform.
Collapsing against her, he buried his face in her neck and just breathed. He could feel her heart racing against his chest and he reached up, digging his fingers into her hair. He lifted his head and met her gaze as he spoke, trying not to drown in that pool of whiskey colored fire.
"That was just a small part of your punishment, Suzie Q." He lifted off of her just a little, bracing himself on his elbows so that his hands could play with the sweaty strands of hair curling around her face. He shifted his hips, letting her feel how hard he still was for her. "I've got more planned for you but right now I want you to promise me something. While we're here…while Vaden's here. I want you to promise me that you won't fight me. That you'll do what I say…that you'll trust me."
"I do trust you."
"Good." He grinned and dipped his head to kiss her. "But are you going to listen to me?"
She was quiet for a second and he laughed at the look in her eyes. He loved that teasing little grin on her face and he pressed his forehead against hers-willing her to do what he wanted. To bend to his will. "Are you going to listen to me?"
"No…Sir."
Fire lanced through him and he ground against her, his fingers digging into her hips as he bit down on her bottom lip and sucked it into his mouth.
"If you fight me, I'll tie you up." He whispered against her mouth.
Her eyes lit up and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him close. "I'll bring the rope."
2.
John yawned and rubbed a hand over the back of his neck. He was tired and even though he'd had breakfast and a huge mug of that crap they called 'tea', he still felt like he could have slept for a month. Okay…maybe it was his fault that a night of wet and wild sex with his woman had literally kept him up all night. He looked to where she sat with Irina going over the Kinani's ancient records and he shifted slightly trying to ease the ache in his cock.
What the fuck did he care if he was so tired? Making up with his Suzie Q had been damn worth losing a night's worth of sleep.
As if she knew that he was watching her, she looked back at him and the sly little smile on her full mouth made his cock twitch even more. Damn it, but the woman knew how to make him horny with just a look. The next time he got her alone he was going to make the evil little witch pay for it too.
But Susan just laughed, looked away from him and turned her attention back to the task at hand.
"This is it?" She looked at the scattered pieces of parchment and the couple of hand tooled books lying on the table in front of her and sighed. "This is all of it?"
Irina sighed and shook her head. "My mother tried to keep the records safe but there was a flood in the lower caverns last year and this…" She waved her hand over the table. "This was all that we managed to save."
"Well…" Shit. Susan bit her lip and then looked up at the younger woman. "Do you mind if I borrow these? Maybe if I take them back to Atlantis and get them scanned-"she cast a glance to where John stood, leaning against the wall. "Do you think that Radek or Rodney could give me a hand with this?"
John jerked like he'd just been pulled out of a deep thought and then he slowly ambled toward the table. He looked down at the books and shrugged. "That ink looks faded but some of those scanners are pretty powerful. Maybe they can pull up the image so you can read it."
Irina looked a little doubtful and Susan could tell that she wasn't exactly anxious about giving up something that belonged to her people. Especially to a total stranger. "Excuse me, Irina. John, can I talk to you for a minute?"
She got up from the table and moved toward the small hearth in the corner before she turned and looked up at him. "Do you think we can-"
"Take her back to Atlantis?" He looked like he was going to say no and then he shrugged his shoulders slightly. "She knows Jaiya and Teyla seem's to be pretty trusting of her. I don't see why we couldn't."
Susan gave him a surprised look. "You're certainly being agreeable, Sheppard." Her eyes narrowed slightly. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." He shrugged his shoulders slightly and looked away from her. "You asked me a question and I answered it. Why do you think something's wrong with that?"
"Because I know you." She glanced back at Irina but the girl had her back to them. "And you usually don't give in this easily."
"Neither do you." He wiggled his eyebrows and that got a grin out of her. "Plus, if taking her back to Atlantis with us means that I'm getting back between your thighs that much faster…" He gave a little nod toward the table. "Pack up the shit now because I'm ready to go."
"You know it's not going to be that easy." She smirked at him. "I still have that green house and the medicinal plants to check out."
"And me without my camera." He rolled his eyes.
"Maybe you should have brought it with you." She leaned close and brushed her lips lightly over his cheek and teased her fingers over the collar of his jacket. "I'd love to have a photo of your hard, hairy body all spread out and naked on one of those fur rugs." She tugged on the tuft of hair sticking up from the collar of his shirt. "Just think of all the money I could make if I made copies and sold them."
"Why, Doctor Sheppard. If I didn't know better I'd think that you were trying to proposition me." He glanced at Irina making sure that she wasn't watching when he slipped his hand under Susan's shirt and rubbed his palm over the curve of her breast. "I am a married man, you know."
"You're going to be a divorced man if you don't stop it." She rubbed her hand over his arm but she didn't try to stop him.
"Slaves can't divorce their Master." He gave her a quick kiss and then let her go, tugging her shirt down. Her nipples poked hard against the front of her shirt and he had to fight the urge to suckle her through the thin fabric.
"Then I guess that you're stuck with me…" She bit down on his lip and nipped him sharply with her teeth. Reaching between them, she gave his cock a little squeeze and grinned impishly. "Isn't that right…Slave?"
Before he could do anything she slipped away from him and headed back to the table.
"Okay, Irina. How do you feel about taking a little trip with us? After I take a look at those plants and that cave you mentioned, that is." She smiled, acting like nothing had happened and barely even glanced at him when he followed her and stood behind her.
"Cave?" John interrupted. "Whoa, wait a minute. You said plants and greenhouse. I don't remember hearing anything about a cave."
"I didn't?" Susan tried to give him an innocent look. "Silly me. I must have forgotten that Irina told me about it earlier." She shrugged, "There's a waterfall that empties into a lake and somehow the water is piped down into the lower caverns and the greenhouse. She seems to think that we might find it very interesting."
"Really?" He cocked an eyebrow at her. "Why? "
"It will be easier to show you then to tell you." Irina said before Susan could answer and then she grinned shyly and lowered her eyes.
"I don't know…" He gave Susan a wry glance. "I suppose that you want to check it out, don't you?"
"We're here. We might as well." Susan smiled slightly and then she shrugged. "Who knows, John? If it was something designed by the Ancients there might really be something interesting down there." She tapped the top of one of the books. "Something that might help us."
"Or kill us." John grumbled and shook his head. "It just sounds like a lot of rocks and dirt to me."
"And a waterfall." Susan reminded him. "But don't you think it's at least worth a look?" Finally he nodded his assent and she looked at Irina and smiled. "Okay, that's settled but Irina, would you be willing to come back to Atlantis with us?"
"I've never been away from here before." Irina frowned and shook her head, looking up at Sheppard. "I'm not sure-"
"There's nothing to be afraid of. Even though he doesn't look it, my husband is a very capable pilot." Susan ignored his little growl and reached out to cover the girls hand with hers. "I think that Doctor Weir would be very happy to meet you too."
"Why would your leader want to meet me?" Irina blushed.
"Some of this stuff…these writings that you said your Grand Mother copied?" Susan tapped a finger on one of the pieces of parchment in front of her. "I'm not an expert but I've seen some of these writings before." She glanced at John and shrugged. "They look like some of the Ancients writing that I've seen Elizabeth studying."
"The Ancients?" Irina pulled one of the books toward her and opened it to a page that Susan hadn't noticed before because the ink was so faded. She looked closer but in the dim light she had no idea what the drawing was supposed to be. "Do you mean writing like this?"
"If you call that writing." John leaned closer to get a look at the page. Even with his sharp eyes he couldn't tell what it was supposed to be.
"Do you really think that these 'scanners' you speak of could make these pages readable?" Irina was starting to look a little hopeful. "My Grand Mother knew everything that was written in these books and I…I wish that she could have passed even a half of the knowledge on to me but-"
"Then maybe this is your chance." Susan patted her hand. "If the scanners can read them…maybe we could get you copies that would last a lot longer than these books."
She looked at John and he nodded.
"We can give it a try anyway."
Susan was starting to look excited about the new venture. "And maybe we can share a few of our seedlings with you. I'm sure that Jaiya told you about the field she's been letting us use to grow crops."
"Yes," Irina nodded. "I had heard of your progress from Vaden. In fact it was him that suggested that I ask you to come here."
John stiffened and he gave Susan a look. Teyla had told them that it was Jaiya.
3.
"Team meeting. Now."
"John, what is wrong?" Teyla looked up surprised as they entered the main cavern. Carson was with her and they both exchanged a glance at the Colonel's agitated mood.
"Where's Ronan?" John glanced around quickly. There were several people gathered around the main hearth and he was trying to keep his voice low so that he couldn't be over heard.
"I'm here. What's up?"
John's head jerked around when the big man got up from his place by the fire and ambled toward them. He looked at Teyla and a slight frown crossed his face. "You know this place better than us. Where's a safe place that we can talk? Some place private?"
Teyla got up from the table and motioned for them to follow her. She led them to an outer chamber, it was colder there and Susan shivered slightly, crossing her arms over her chest. John started to take off his jacket but Ronan beat him to it and she gave him a thankful glance when he dropped the long coat around her shoulders. Tugging it around her, she settled in between the two men as they huddled together not only for warmth but so that they could speak amongst themselves.
"What is it, Sheppard?" Ronan had calmed down a bit since his run in with the Colonel and he was back to his usual gruff self.
"We've got a problem." Not one to waste time, John told them what they had learned from Irina. He frowned at the look on Teyla's face. "Is there something else that I should know about?"
Teyla shook her head. "John, I do not understand it. What I said to you came straight from Jaiya herself. She-"
"Wait a minute." John raised a hand to stop her. "Didn't you tell me that she has family here?"
"Yes, but-"
"Who's her family? Irina?"
Teyla shook her head. "No…"
"I may have met him." Carson put in. "There was a young man here when we arrived at the settlement. He looked familiar but I only caught a glimpse of him before he and Vaden disappeared into the lower caverns."
"Where is he?" John asked. He was starting to get a really really bad feeling about all of this. "If he's still around-"
"That's the problem, Colonel." Carson told him. "As I said, I barely got a look at him before he left. I learned later that after the storm, he had moved on to one of the other camps. I asked Vaden why he hadn't gone with him but apparently he had other business to finish here first."
"Yeah, I'll bet he did." John growled then he shook his head and looked from Carson to Susan. "Whatever you two have left to do, finish it up. I want to be out of here before nightfall."
"What about Irina?" Susan asked him. "Are we going to take her with us?"
"No." John told her. "At least not this time. I'll talk to Elizabeth and tell her what's going on, then we'll come back but not without a full team. We'll work out something and we'll get the information from those records, but right now? As long as Vaden is here? I feel a threat."
Ronan and Carson gave him a look but he ignored them. Putting his hand on Susan's shoulder, he tugged off the jacket and handed it back to Ronan. "Carson, go pack up your stuff. Ronan, you go with him. Teyla, you come with us. We'll-"
Suddenly, he stopped and gave the big man next to him a look. Ronan looked tense and he knew that he'd heard the noise too. John's hand went to his gun and then he relaxed slightly when he saw Irina standing in the doorway giving them a cautious look.
"Irina." Teyla smiled and took a step toward her. "We were on our way to look for you." She gave Sheppard a quick look. "We are very thankful for your hospitality but I am afraid that something has come up and we must return to Atlantis-"
Irina frowned and shook her head. "That was what I was coming to tell you. We are calling everyone back into the caverns. A party of hunters has returned and there is a storm on the horizon as we speak. I am afraid that you will have to remain with us until it passes."
John started to say something but he stopped and Susan could tell from the look on his face that he was not taking this news very well at all. He was quiet for a moment and then he nodded at Carson and Ronan, speaking low. "I want you two to go into the cavern with Susan. Keep an eye on her and let me know if you see Vaden skulking around anywhere."
One look in his eyes and Susan didn't even try to resist his order. He was trying to hide it but when he looked at Teyla there was a flash of anger in his eyes. Susan touched his arm and leaned close to brush a kiss across his lips. "Hold your temper, Sheppard." She whispered against his mouth and then turned and went back into the cavern with Carson and Ronan.
John waited until they were gone before he turned and gave Teyla an angry look. "Teyla, just how god damn much did you know about Vaden being here?"
"John, certainly you don't think-" Her eyes went cold. "I am not sure that I like your tone or what you might be implying."
"Listen, Teyla…we've been friends for a long time. I know you. You know me. And I know that you like Susan. I don't think that you would intentionally do anything to hurt me or her-"
"What are you saying, John?" Her back went stiff and her eyes narrowed angrily. "Do you think that I would hide information from you?"
"Look," He held out a hand. "I'm not sure what I'm thinking and I didn't say that I thought you were holding anything back on me. But I know how close you are with Jaiya…and I can understand it if you thought that maybe-"
"Maybe what?" She asked coldly.
"Maybe you thought that you could kind of…smooth things over." He took a breath and tried to keep his voice calm.
"Smooth things over?"
"Damn it…will you stop repeating everything I say?" He took a step toward her and she took one back. "Look, Teyla-"
"No." She snarled. "You will be the one to listen to me, John Sheppard. I cannot believe that you would even…" She rubbed her hand across her forehead and then shook an angry finger at him. "You say that you know me but still…still you would even let the thought cross your mind that I would even consider doing the thing you are suggesting."
"These are your people, Teyla and I've seen the way that you react around Jaiya." His voice was rising and he had to force himself to speak calmly. "I can only think that you would feel the same way about her son."
"Then you thought wrong, Colonel Sheppard."
Angrily, she started to push past him but he grabbed her arm and jerked her back around. "Then tell me, Teyla. Tell me what the hell I'm supposed to think when you suddenly drop it on me that Vaden is here? Damn it, you knew what kind of trouble we had before with him-"
"And I would have stopped Susan if I had known that he was here." She snapped back at him. "John, Jaiya is a dear friend to me but I would never risk any of your lives-" She shook her head and took a step toward him. "I promise you…"
He sighed and straightened up. He knew that he was pissing her off but this was really getting under his skin. He was starting to jump at shadows and he was letting his feelings about the man mar his judgment. Taking a deep breath, he bent his head slightly and gave her an earnest look.
"Teyla…I'm sorry. I know that I shouldn't be…I know that I'm being an ass but I do not like the man. I do not trust him and just knowing that he could be anywhere skulking around in these caves." He shook his head. "But you're right and I have no reason to be accusing you of anything."
"Then why are you?" She was not going to be so easily appeased.
"I just told you why." He replied stiffly.
Teyla stared at him and then she said slowly, "I hear your words…your apology and though I think you mean what you say, John? Still, I do not see an ounce of trust in your eyes."
"I already told you that I don't trust him-"
"I meant for me." She snarled and then she angrily turned and stalked away.
