The Wedding Celebration
Dr. Elizabeth Weir leaned back in the chair at her desk and sighed. Five weeks. Five weeks of no bickering with Rodney, no medical emergencies, no self endangering rescue missions and no John Sheppard. God only knew what kind of trouble he'd get into while on Earth, but for now, that wasn't her problem. If anything, it was Teyla's. She'd always wondered what type of woman it would take to keep up with John and now she knew. But oddly enough Teyla didn't try to play keep up. She simply gave her opinion when asked and let him go his own way. At the end of the day, it was John who came to her. Their relationship didn't seem to be about playing games, they simply loved. And now they were married. It had been a beautiful ceremony and a wonderful reception. Elizabeth blushed, admitting to her self that she'd enjoyed the reception a great deal and what happened afterwards even more.
Last Evening...
The wedding ceremony was followed by a celebratory feast in the village. There were toasts, songs and stories told in honor of the bride and groom. After the meal, musicians played for those who wished to dance. People gathered in small groups to talk, drink, and enjoy the remainder of a beautiful evening. John, Carson and Aiden sat at a table listening to the music.
"Happy now?"
John glanced across the clearing to where Teyla stood talking with Elizabeth, Rodney, Bates and Sheela, an Athosian woman. He smiled and turned to Carson.
"If I were any happier, I'd combust."
Carson and Aiden laughed.
"Sidi."
John looked up to find a man standing at his shoulder.
"Yes Cail?"
"Ishta bade me bring you this."
Cail placed a jug on the table.
"She says that you are free to share it with whomever you wish."
"Thank you and please convey my thanks to Ishta as well."
Cail gave a slight bow of his head.
"You are very welcome Sidi, and I will."
Carson waited until Cail departed.
"What is that?"
John popped the cork and took a whiff.
"It's Katay. A drink reserved for special occasions. It's very good, would you like some?"
Carson shrugged his shoulders. John looked down, hiding his smile as he poured each of them a drink. Katay was indeed a drink reserved for special occasions. It was also a potent aphrodisiac and intoxicant. He'd had it once before, just two cups, but he'd been so aroused that he'd made love to Teyla twice in the hallways of Atlantis, before making it to his room, where they'd continued for the rest of the night. That next morning, he'd felt as if his head would explode. John watched as Carson and Aiden tasted the Katay. Aiden looked up in amazement.
"This is delicious!"
"What's delicious?"
They turned to find Rodney, Elizabeth, Teyla and Ronan approaching the table. John smiled at Rodney.
"Want some?"
"Sure."
While John filled cups for Rodney and Ronan, Teyla took a sip from his. Katay. She hid a grin.
"Where is my cup?"
John looked at Elizabeth.
"This has a serious kick that won't hit you until later. Are you sure you want some?"
Teyla squeezed his shoulder. Elizabeth frowned. She reached down and took the cup intended for Rodney.
"John, don't worry about me, I can handle by liquor. Besides, it's just one cup."
Teyla leaned into John's shoulder, but neither did anything to stop Elizabeth from tasting the Katay. John simply poured two more glasses, one for Rodney and the other for Teyla. He replaced the cork in the jug and pushed it to the middle of the table.
"Look, I gave you all one cup of Katay. It's a very potent drink and can make you do some crazy things. Now you've been warned." He glanced around the table. "But, if you'd like some more, help yourselves."
John couldn't help but laugh when Carson reached for the jug to refill his cup, and then passed it around. Everyone took a second cup, except for Teyla and Elizabeth. They went to go find snacks. John sat back and enjoyed his drink. He could already feel its magic at work. His pulse quickened, his skin flushed, and the warm sensation of arousal settled in the pit of his stomach. Knowing he had hours before his condition reached a frenzied state, he simply relaxed and enjoyed the cool breeze.
Rodney shifted in his seat. Was it him, or did it suddenly get hot? He took a drink from his cup, only t realize it was empty, so he reached for the jug.
"Take it easy Rodney."
He glanced at John.
"I'm a big boy, John. I'll be fine."
He panted. Rodney paused. I can't breathe?
"Citrus!"
John rolled his eyes.
"Calm down you hypochondriac. There's no citrus in this drink. Do you honestly think I'd let you drop dead and ruin my wedding?"
That last remark had the desired effect, Rodney calmed almost instantly.
"Then what's going on? Why can't I breathe?"
Carson looked at Rodney.
"Are you dead?"
"Of course not."
"Then you're breathing."
"Yes, of course, but it's gotten very warm, my skin is flushed and I'm having problems breathing, if nothing else that sounds like a fever."
John turned to Rodney and leaned forward.
"I'm going to ask you a very personal question and I don't want you to go all girly on me. Okay?" He waited for Rodney's nod. "When's the last time you had sex?"
Rodney's mouth hung open in surprise.
"Okay, I'll make it a little easier for you. When's the last time you had a kinky dream?"
Rodney blushed.
"You remember what it felt like? Kinda like right now?"
They watched as Rodney turned beet red.
"We're all feeling it Rodney, it's the Katay. It's a very strong aphrodisiac and in about four to five hours you're going to have the worst hard on you've ever had in your life. We all will." John glanced around the table. Everyone else seemed to be taking the news in stride, only Rodney had a horrified look on his face.
Teyla approached the table carrying a tray of meat, cheese, and fruit. She could tell by their expressions that the Katay had taken affect; she could feel it herself. She smiled at the group of them. They looked like a pack of predatory animals lazing in the last rays of the afternoon sun, occasionally lifting their heads when they caught the scent of a female. Pausing at the end of the table and set down the tray. Teyla had barely let it go when John pulled her onto his lap and kissed her. She sighed as he deepened the kiss further. Their tongues moved in a slow erotic dance. She pulled back from the kiss and gazed into his eyes. His desire, which was already great, had only been intensified by the Katay. Teyla stood and held out her hand to John.
"Come."
He took her hand and stood, then pulled her close and wrapped his arm around her waist. Together they walked down the small path leading to the lodges of the village.
Carson shook his head.
"Did you see that?"
Rodney glared.
"How could I not? They were practically having sex in the chair."
Ronan frowned.
"That wasn't sex. Sex would have been him backing her up against the table and-."
Rodney cut him off.
"We get the picture, thank you very much."
Ronan shrugged.
"It's probably what he's doing right now."
Aiden grinned.
"You think?"
"I think, Teyla is or will be pregnant very soon."
Carson turned to him.
"What makes you say that?"
"Because if she isn't, Sheppard isn't the man I thought he was and doesn't deserve her."
"That's a bit harsh."
Ronan leaned forward on his elbows and looked at Carson.
"If she were your woman, what would you do?"
Carson blushed.
Ronan smiled.
"I thought so."
"That's not a fair assessment. Elizabeth and I have been together for nearly as long as John and Teyla and she's not pregnant."
No one said a word. Rodney looked at Carson and Aiden, but they both turned away. He looked at Ronan, who stared at him.
"What?"
"You're a scientist, right?"
Rodney rolled his eyes.
"Yeah."
"And in school, you learned that you actually have to touch a woman to get her pregnant."
"I touch Elizabeth all the time!"
"That's nice, but are you screwing her?"
Rodney flushed.
Ronan sighed.
"I thought not."
Rodney could see Carson and Aiden struggling to hide their laughter.
"Don't worry Rodney, to each his own, lad. You have to do what's best for you and Elizabeth."
Ronan looked at Carson and grunted, then turned back to Rodney.
"No offense McKay, but I know ripe fruit when I see it and I suggest you get to plucking."
A completely embarrassed Rodney tossed back the last of his Katay and refilled his cup. He stayed hunched over his drink muttering to himself.
Some thirty minutes and a couple of rounds of Katay later, John and Teyla returned to the table. They shared a brief kiss, and then Teyla wondered off to find Elizabeth. John sat at the table and glanced at its occupants. They all seemed lost in thought. He smiled, remembering the last forty-five minutes he'd spent with his wife. They'd gone to her lodge for a little privacy. He closed his eyes and sighed. Mrs. Sheppard had been full of surprises.
"Let's play a game." Teyla panted when John ended their kiss.
"What game?"
He ran his hands down her back and over her butt, gently squeezing as he pulled her against his erection.
"It's a game of trust."
John smiled remembering the last time they'd played this game. It had been soon after they started seeing each other.
"Okay."
"Take eight steps back."
John did as she asked and found himself backed against the dinning table.
"Now kiss me."
He did so gladly, enjoying the taste and feel of her soft lips. Teyla pulled back from the kiss and John felt a slight tug at the drawstring of his pants.
"Grip the edges of the table."
His heart skipped a beat.
"Teyla, wha-?"
"You trust me don't you?"
He swallowed.
"Yes, but you don'-."
"Then close your eyes."
He did. John grew heavy with excitement, he could barely breathe.
"Teyla?"
"Don't move your hands and keep your eyes closed."
He could feel her hands running down his chest to his stomach, and then lower.
"John."
"John."
"John!"
He looked around the table to find everyone staring at him.
"Hhmm?"
Rodney frowned.
"Are you okay?"
John smiled.
"I'm fine."
"I've been calling you for the last minute. What's wrong with you?"
John sighed.
"If I told you, I'd have to kill you."
Rodney rolled his eyes.
"Ronan thinks Teyla's pregnant."
Carson and Aiden glared at Rodney. John looked at Ronan and shrugged.
"It's possible. Actually, I wouldn't be surprised if she was."
He turned back to Rodney.
"Your point."
Everyone looked at Rodney waiting for his reply. He sighed.
"No point. I don't know why I bother?"
John brow knotted in confusion.
"What's wrong with him?"
Aiden spoke up.
"Rodney didn't feel it was right for Ronan to assume that Teyla was pregnant due to the length of your relationship. He compared his to yours."
John frowned.
"But-."
He stopped, biting his lip, and then smiled.
"To each his own Rodney."
He glanced at the jug of Katay.
"Besides, I have a feeling things are headed for a change."
The evening grew late. All of the children and many elders had retired for the night and Jumper transports had begun taking personnel back to Atlantis. A low fire burned in the central pit of the village. Elizabeth leaned into Rodney and tightened her arms around his neck, together they swayed to the soft music. Nearly everyone danced, only a few couples sat chatting in shadowed privacy. Elizabeth closed her eyes as another wave of heat washed over her. She didn't fight it; she'd soon learned that if she did the affect only intensified. She was glad Teyla told her what to expect, otherwise she would have thought she was loosing her mind. As it was her skin was flushed, her nipples tingled, and heat settled low in her belly. She needed to go home. She needed to be in bed. But she preferred being exactly where she was; in Rodney's arms.
"Elizabeth?"
She lifted her head from his shoulder.
"Hhmm?"
"Are you content with where our relationship is?"
She gazed into his eyes.
"Yes, but I'm open to change. If we decide to take this relationship to another level, I want you to be sure it's what you really want. After intimacy, there's no going back to being just friends."
"I told you months ago that I wanted us to be together and nothing's changed. As for turning back to friendship, it's already too late. And just so you know, what I want right now would probably send you running for the hills."
Elizabeth laughed.
"That's the Katay talking."
Rodney stared at her for a moment before answering.
"Yes and no."
She tried to concentrate on what he was saying, but she was lost as another wave of heat washed over her. She closed her eyes and rested her forehead on his shoulder. Rodney tightened his hold around her waist.
"Elizabeth, are you okay?"
"Yes."
She panted.
"It's the Katay."
Lifting her head she glanced at him.
"I'm sorry. You were saying."
Rodney could see the desire in her eyes, the need that she was trying to conceal. He too suffered from the same need, and it was driving him crazy. Just once, he'd like to give in to the urge and kiss her, but was afraid that once he started he wouldn't be able to stop. Rodney groaned.
"I think it's time we headed back to Atlantis. We're both in no shape to be out in public and from what I hear it's only going to get worse with time."
Elizabeth nodded.
"You're right, let's go home."
After saying their goodbyes to John and Teyla, Elizabeth and Rodney found themselves on the same Puddle Jumper as Carson, Ronan, and Aiden. It was a quiet ride back to Atlantis. Everyone was either lost in thought or suffering in silence. Upon their arrival, they exchanged subdued 'goodnights' and headed for their quarters. Rodney walked Elizabeth to her room, something that had become a bit of a ritual for them. When they reached her door Elizabeth punched in the unlock code and turned to Rodney.
"Well."
She smiled.
"I guess this is goodnight."
She leaned forward to kiss Rodney, but he stepped back. She frowned.
"What's wrong?"
"I don't think that's such a good idea right now."
"Oh, well goodnight."
He forced a smile.
"Goodnight."
Elizabeth stepped into her room and let the door slide close behind her. She paused inside the door as another wave of her heat washed over her. They were getting worse and if they were bad for her she could only image what Rodney was going through. She didn't like the thought of him suffering, especially when they could ease each others pain. If only he would just reach out to her in some way, to let her know that he wanted her. Elizabeth turned to the door. Maybe she should go to him? Maybe he was waiting for her to reach out? Maybe…..
Elizabeth rushed out of her room and fell over the lump on the floor. She lifted up on her elbows and glanced over her shoulder.
"Rodney, what are you doing out here?"
He moved to kneel by her side.
"Are you okay?"
Elizabeth rolled over and sat up.
"Yes, I'm fine."
He sighed.
"I've been-."
Rodney stopped. He bowed his head trying to hide the emotions that crossed his face. She rose to her knees and reached out to caress his face.
"Rodney, I want you to make love to me."
He froze.
"What?"
For a moment he thought his mind was playing tricks on him. Elizabeth leaned forward gave him a deep kiss. Rodney tried to hold back, but his desire was too strong, and before long he had Elizabeth pinned to the floor with his knee pressed between her legs. He took over the kiss, deepened it, and then deepened it even further. Wave after wave of heat washed over them, making their caresses frenzied, their kiss savage. Rodney finally pulled back.
"Maybe we should take this inside?"
Elizabeth smiled. He rose and assisted her off the floor. Rodney waved his hand in front of the sensor, and then paused. He smiled sheepishly.
"I should warn you, it's been a while."
Elizabeth hid her grin.
"Rodney, hasn't anyone very told you?"
His brow knotted in confusion.
"Told me what?"
"It's not how you start, that's important, but rather how your finish."
"Well, in that case."
He puffed out his chest.
"Prepare to be amazed."
Elizabeth giggled. She tried to walk pass him into the room, but he blocked the entrance with his arm. She turned to face him and gazed into his eyes.
"Are you sure Beth?"
She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned into him.
"Yes, Rodney. I'm sure."
The Next Morning...
Ronan groaned. His head was pounding. He wanted to open his eyes, but could feel the sun shining on him. He reached out for the covers and froze. That was not a blanket. He ran his hand down the warm soft skin of someone's thigh. Curiosity getting the better of him, Ronan sat up and glanced over his shoulder. Where the hell had they come from? He stared down at the two sleeping women sprawled on the bed. His mind searched for names to match the faces, but he was coming up blank. He glanced around and realized he wasn't in his room. Ronan eased out of the bed and gathered his clothes. He pulled on his pants and boots, and then exited the room. He slipped on his shirt as he continued down the hallway. Ronan shook his head, which he immediately regretted. That damned Sheppard and his Katay. Slowly, he smiled. It was good to be back.
Authors's Note: Sorry folks, but I hate the nickname Lizzy. Every time I hear it, it reminds me of the Lizzy who took an ax and gave her father forty whacks. Anyway, I liked Beth better. Hope you liked the story. As you can see, I enjoy making fun of McKay. Devine
