Charlie Blue – I like to work with John training, what can I say? I wouldn't mind being against his body, either. (Sighs dreamily) LOL. Maybe you should check your privacy settings on the account. It might be a spelling mistake in the email so they're not getting sent to you, or you might have email notifications off. I'm not sure.

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And check to see if those are disabled. Then check your email, in case there's even one letter off, it might be sending the emails to the wrong account, like I mentioned before. Other than that, I'd just check the different settings.

Rinoax – LOL That was the plan. It started off weird, but the body contact part I liked. Just John watching her work out, probably thinking she looked hot, but not really knowing her well enough at the point to join her. So he watched silently, watching her moves.

Sparklyshimmer2010 – It was the beginning, to me, too. I'm not sure. I liked the center part with the actual sparring, but I didn't have a strong muse. I'm hoping this one is better. Wisdom teeth out? It went how it went. I'm still waiting for the bruising to go away so I'll stop looking like an abuse victim. :S LOL! Thanks, though, I am doing better. :)

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"Ow! John!"

"Sorry! Sorry!"

Wincing a little, I slowly got up, trying not to stare at John in his training outfit. It was a simple blue t-shirt and black shorts, but it looked really good on him. Especially when his shirt stuck to him as he worked up a sweat.

And right now, he was looking down at me with a worried frown.

And have you seen his legs?

Sure, the shorts were baggy, but whenever he bent down, they tightened nicely around his thighs and calves. They were long and lean, just like the rest of him, with nicely defined muscles, and being covered in dark hairs…

Standing up slowly, I winced a little and rubbed my back. "Wow, who knew this would hurt so much."

"You're training, Elizabeth." He pointed out as he walked over and bent down, picking up the bantos sticks. As he was bent, the shorts again formed nicely against his legs, and the waist slid low along his hips, showing off his boxers.

I bit my lip and looked away as I took a step back. Walking over to my bottle of water, I grabbed it and took a drink before wiping the sweat off my face, fixing my tank top and get myself ready for round two. "By the way, who's idea was it for me to learn bantos?" I asked, turning and taking my sticks from John before taking up my spot on the mat.

He shrugged and grinned. "I suggested it, you decided you wanted to give it a try."

Raising an eyebrow, I paused and stood up straight, trying not to eye how his outfit fit him. "And who's idea was it for you to train me?" Seeing his eyes darken, I held up my hand. "I mean, isn't Teyla the one who knows the most about it? Atlantis' resident bantos expert?"

Pursing his lips, John seemed to think about it. "Well, Teyla's got a lot of people to teach, so far. And I'm… Well, I…"

"John." Smiling, I shook my head. "It's ok." I took up the pose and raised an eyebrow. "It's probably safer with you anyways, less of a chance for you to kick my ass."

"Uh, right." He took his pose, bending his knees a little in a slight crouch, and my eyes were drawn to the shape of his legs through the shorts.

Pursing my lips, I found myself struggling to pay attention as he came at me. Sure, he came in careful and slow, giving me a chance to block his attacks, but I found my eyes straying to his body a lot. All of a sudden, I swung behind him and managed to get a slap in, at his ass. I couldn't help but giggle, despite the fact it was an accident, as he yelped and grabbed his ass, hopping away as he turned and glared at me.

"What the hell was that about?!" He'd stopped hopping and rubbed gingerly at his backside with a look that seemed torn between being amused and being mad.

I bit my lip and shrugged. "I was just… It was an accident?"

He raised an eyebrow, and I saw his lips twitch in the corners before they straightened. "Hmm, really?" He took up his stance, his eyes narrowed.

We went at it again, and I was really proud of myself for lasting a good amount of time, and we got really close up, our bantos sticks pressed firmly against each other. Last minute, I kicked my leg out and knocked John over, falling with him and landing on top of him.

Unfortunately, I wasn't expecting the fall, so we went down as a mess, and my one hand landed on his upper thigh. For a moment, I just froze, more aware of the flexing of his thigh muscle under my hand, than anything else.

"Uh, nice…move…"

Feeling my face heat up, I pushed myself off him and stood up, grinning a little and shrugging. "Not so bad for a beginner, right?"

He shrugged and got up with a crooked smirk. "Not bad at all." Crouching down, he raised an eyebrow and I realized he wanted to go another round.

With a sigh, I picked up my bantos sticks and crouched, myself, trying to shake the memory of the taught muscle under my hand, as he launched himself at me.

You know, John really does have nice legs.

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