Yes, I have decided to continue this to add Teyla's point of view (more or less). This would have taken place the next night. I am thinking about turning this into a drabble series. I will need your input as in, would you like me to continue and what you would like to see. So please do tell me.
Chapter 2: Teyla
The Second Night.
I scream as I wake to find a large but elegant hand placed on my abdomen. I follow with my eyes the length of the arm attached to the hand, to the broad shoulders, square line jaw and then to the startling green eyes that gaze at me with concern. John Sheppard quickly glances to where his hand is placed, looks back up again then gently removes it. He removes it by sliding it against her womb and not directly lifting the offending hand. She hears him apologise. "I didn't mean to scare you darling."
She didn't mean to scream, honestly she didn't. She is not used to having a man in her bed. Yesterday was the first time. The novelty or the pain had not worn off yet. She has a few bruises here and there. One on her upper thigh, lower back and arms. She had noticed this while she was in the shower. So had John who was in the shower with her.
She smiles at him to reassure him that everything was ok and the scream was just a knee jerk reaction. She would just have to get used to waking up with the Colonel in her bed. He smiles back at her, satisfied that the shock she experienced at seeing him now had dissipated, he replaced his hand back to its original spot. She hears him say "I love you Teyla Emmagan" and feels the tips of his noise and mouth on her carotid.
This time she wants to take control. She flattens him back onto the soft bed. The shimmering light of the moon shadowing her bare breasts against the side wall.
As she takes, what she needs, and gives what he wants.. ---Elizabeth Weir covers Rodney's eyes and hauls him away from the balcony and the peep show John and Teyla are now providing and curses under her breath "John Matin Sheppard you seriously need curtains in your bedroom!"
TBC?