Title: All Work And No Play Just Isn't Any Fun
Author: Jules
Summary: Itty bitty ficlet where John takes advantage. Innuendo abounds.
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Set in season 2.
Distribution: If you want it take it, just tell me.
Disclaimer: Not mine, mores the pity.
This was one of the good days.
Slide of leather against skin, pulled taught with the strain, molding to her curves.
He was the luckiest man from Earth that ever got lost.
Lithe body stretched and contorted in just the right position.
All those workouts did wonders for the woman's stamina.
T-shirt pulled askew.
Flashes of skin to tantalize and tease. Drive him wild.
Grunts of effort.
He'd replay that sound, loop it in his head, add layers to his fantasies.
Fingers slick with lubricant.
Damn that stuff got everywhere - must be that superior alien brand."Yeah that's it Aeryn. Hold it right there"
"When I agreed to help upgrade your module I assumed you'd be doing some of the work yourself Crichton."
"Hey I'm only human remember? Sometimes I need to watch before I see to it myself. Then again sometimes I like company..."
FIN
