Chapter Four

Primal Urges

(tag to instinct) spoilers

What was he thinking? Leaving her alone like that! John Sheppard thought as he stormed through the city without really seeing anything. He was a man with a mission, finding Ronan Dex and ripping him a knew one. Ever since returning from their mission he'd been feeling edgy. Sheppard had told himself it was post mission jitters, but he wasn't getting better, in fact, he was worse.

She could have been killed. I'll teach him to put my woman in danger.

John stopped in the hallway. "Did I just think that," he asked aloud. He shook his head and tried to clear his racing mind. Something is definitely not right with me. He leaned against the cool wall allowing it to penetrate his body, calming him. Breathing deeply he decided maybe finding Ronan probably wasn't such a bright idea. "Sleep, I just need sleep," he mumbled to himself as he began the long walk back to his quarters.

His thoughts kept drifting back to Teyla. How her skin shimmered in the sunlight, how graceful she was in battle, and how much he'd like to pounce on her during one of their sessions. It was getting harder and harder to deny his attraction. Especially now, in the middle of the briefing room she'd sat next to him. Normally that wasn't a problem, but today he'd had to literally sit on his hands and stare at Rodney to keep from kissing her luscious lips. Even then, he'd sworn he could smell her, a mix of honey and morning dew consuming his senses. Bringing him dangerously close to losing control.

I've got to stop thinking about…

"Teyla!" he yelped as they almost collided. Didn't even see her I was so lost in thought.

"Colonel, she smiled reminding him how enticing her mouth appeared.

Taking a ragged breath he nodded and tried to walk past her. Sleep, definitely sleep.

"Wait please," she placed her hand on his c hest and stepped closer to him. So close he could see the rise and fall of her chest as she breathed. She licked her lips unconsciously and studied his face.

Crap. He felt something stirring below just from her being so near.

"Teyla, look now's really not..'

"I just wanted to make sure you were okay. I know you were injured and I was…"

John could see her lips moving, but no longer cared what was coming out of them. The words blurred together as her smell flooded his nose and he could feel his pulse quicken with every heart beat.

Her sensual face had become filled with concern. He ignored it, nothing mattered but being closer to this intoxicating woman. John allowed his hands to travel up her arms, when she didn't protest he gently gripped her shoulders and guided her backwards until he had her pinned to the wall.

God, how I've wanted her. He pushed her silky hair away and leaned in until his nose brushed against her neck. His other hand was busy exploring her hips and lower back. A tiny gasp escaped from Teyla's mouth, John lifted up his head and met her eyes. For a brief moment she appeared surprised, but then she smiled seductively and slid her arms up his back. Leaning in closer to her inviting mouth he whispered hoarsely, "I want you Teyla. I've wanted you for so long."

Her lips parted as he leaned in, her breath caressing his face…

"BANG." A crash from the room next to them reverberated in John's ears, having the same effect as a cold shower. He pulled away instantly, trying to hide the embarrassment and shame that had replaced his desire. She'll hate me for what I just did.

"Oh god, Teyla I'm so sorry, I don't know what's….I gotta go.."

"John wait," she called as she watched him run away from her.

She sagged down the wall and closed her eyes. "I want you too," she whispered after him.

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