Love Scene
Joie de Vivre
It had taken the better part of two hours to get from D.C. to Richmond, two hours that was exhausting after a full day's worth of work. By the time they were checked in and settled, only Vala wanted to go out, insisting that it was boring just going to bed early like old people. Adrienne tried not to give too much away, knowing they needed to be rested for tomorrow, but Ronon saved the day, volunteering to take Vala downstairs to the bar for drinks, while both Teal'c and Cam decided to turn in for the night.
Adrienne didn't mind in the least.
It wasn't the reason for the vacation, not by far, she really wanted a get away, but Adrienne didn't argue when Daniel had taken her by the hand, leading her gently to the bed, laying her down tenderly. Smiling he crawled on slowly beside her, pausing as she pulled his glasses off of his face, continuing his advance once she had set them aside on the night stand.
There were no impediments, no possible sirens and he had tossed both of their cell phones into his suitcase, refusing to answer them as well.
Tonight it was just he and the woman of his dreams, with no interruptions.
Bringing his hand to her face, he kissed her slowly, deliberately, the wine she had poured while they were unpacking still fresh on her soft lips, sweetening the kiss. She returned his advance, pulling her body closer to his, her hands moving down his hips, grabbing his backside to force his pelvis to her own. Chuckling, he reached down to her waist, gripping the hem of her fragile blouse gently, raising it over her head, past her arms to discard it to the floor, returning his lips to her collarbone rather than her face. He knew that drove her wild, wilder than kissing her neck, but he wanted to take this slowly, so he pulled away, leaning up to remove his own t-shirt from his torso.
"I wanted to do that," she joked just as he was leaning to pull it over his head, stopping and holding his hands up like she had taken him captive. Giggling, she finished the job, pulling the shirt over his head to bring her nose quickly to his chest, nuzzling him, tickling him, making him laugh, until he pushed her away, smiling.
Returning his attention to her, where he wanted it to be, he let his fingers glide gently up her shoulder to her bra strap, pulling it down to the side, kissing, teasing his way down, moving to the other side when the first strap was hanging at her bicep. She breathed in slowly, loving that he was taking his time and hating it all the same, pushing him onto his back and climbing slowly on top of him. Pausing, Daniel gazed up at her, resting his hands on her hips as he let himself get lost in her beauty.
"I really should wear my contacts," he whispered, running his hands lightly and softly down her toned waist.
"Why is that sha?" she asked, her index finger working its way slowly down his stomach, to the top of his pants, where she was already undoing the button.
"Because I feel like I miss so much, that if I just give in and wear the damn things, I can see how magnificent you really are," he admitted, reaching his hands up her back to pull her into an embrace. He held her for a moment, so very close, like he didn't want to let go, before she sat up, pulling away, to look down at him, her hands back at his pants, pulling down the zipper. Taking her hand away for a moment to kiss her fingers, he let go, reaching to unclasp her bra and remove the garment, tossing it to the ground and turning to the side, forcing her to lay beside him on the bed.
"Let me," he requested quietly and she nodded, lying on her back to allow him to pull the jeans from her hips, kicking his own to the floor
and slipping inside of her ever so slowly.
She hissed in with pleasure at his initial thrust, her hands quickly gripping his hips, letting him guide their rhythm but wanting to feel it in every part of her body. He was slow, deliberate, lifting her slightly with each thrust, the waves of pleasure rocketing from inside, inside like only he had ever been able to do, making her moan and clench him strongly. There was a tightness around him again and he slowed his pace slightly, not wanting to end this closeness too soon. Reaching around her back, he took her into his arms, bringing them to their sides, clasping her thigh to bring her closer to him to drive deeper into her, rocking in and out of her warmth as she whispered his name, pecking his ear and kissing passionately down his neck. Eventually, she was curving her hips, thrusting herself towards him, holding him both tighter to and in her body. Fulfilling her request, Daniel clasped her butt in his hand, squeezing it, feeling a sensation within himself that he didn't want to feel just yet.
"Not so soon," she plead, kissing him lightly, caressing his face.
"I'm trying," he gasped out, too caught up in the moment to stop. Hoping to calm himself, he grabbed her waist once more, turning their bodies again, guiding her to position where she was now riding him lightly, his hands reaching out to slow her grinding onto him. She got the message, smiling, leaning forward, bringing their lips together into a passionate kiss as she rocked against him.
"I love you ja-wer, more than life," he whispered to her as he held her face close so he could see, through the haze of his blurred vision, those mystifying eyes that had hypnotized him so long ago.
"I love you too Daniel, it's alright, let go," she requested sweetly, nearly there herself, feeling him throb inside of her, the final swell before the end. Giving in to the climb he let her sit up, riding him, rocking into him, holding him tightly inside of her body and he released, letting his head relax into the pillow as the crash of feeling took over his body, only vaguely aware of Adrienne gasping on top of him, one hand planted firmly on his chest, the other frantically reaching for his hand, clasping it in her own. He hit his final peak, shouting out something he did not remember, his chest heaving as she came to a rest on top of him, curling into him, hungry for his skin against hers.
It was good to take a little vacation.