-1Date : 13.02.2008
Title : The A.U. Series : Lost City Of The ZPM's
Author : ElaineDex
Chapter : 8 of 9
Rating : M
Pairings : Lt. Col. John Sheppard/Lyssa Hunter
Warnings : Some Sexual Content, Romance, Adventure, Maybe Some Strong Language.
Spoilers : This story has character's in it from my Loves series and follows on from my last story - New Beginnings.
Feedback : Yes please, always welcome whatever it may be.
Disclaimer : Dr. Ellie Harrison, Lt. Matthew Franks, and any O/C's are mine. Lyssa Hunter belongs to Kazavid and is from her Atlantis stories Behind The Mask and Reunions. Stargate Atlantis, unfortunately, has nothing to do with me.
Summary : Can the teams survive an adventure fit for Indiana Jones as they search for a whole city supposedly full of ZPM's?
Lyssa groaned and rolled off Sheppard and on to her back.
"Sorry", she managed and he grunted in response.
Eventually they both managed to sit up.
"What the hell was that?", Sheppard said.
"I don't know but I hope it didn't hit any of the others on its way down", Lyssa replied.
She squinted as she tried to make out Sheppard but the room was in total darkness, save for a tiny speck of light which was coming from the archway that led into the next room.
Sheppard pressed his ear-piece.
"Lorne? Ronon? You guys there?", he asked but all he received in return was a crackling, fuzzy sound.
"I think my comms' been damaged, try yours", he said and Lyssa did so but got the same result.
"Damn it!", Sheppard cursed. "Looks like we're stuck down here until the others figure out how to get us out".
"If they can get us out you mean", Lyssa said sounding defeated for the first time.
"Hey…they'll find us", Sheppard said groping for her hand in the dark.
He found it and they stood.
"Come on…lets go back to the other room, at least there's some light in there", he said and Lyssa nodded in the dark.
Ronon and a glum looking McKay made their way through empty room after empty room.
"This is farcical", McKay muttered and Ronon had to agree.
Just then Ronon heard something up ahead and he readied his gun and gripping McKay's shoulder he thrust him behind him.
"What…?", Rodney began but Ronon indicated he be quiet and Rodney promptly shut his mouth and drew his own hand-gun as they inched closer to the exit of the room.
Suddenly they found themselves surrounded by 'Nimrods' and Ronon knew instinctively that he couldn't shoot them all, even with McKay's help.
They lowered their weapons as the natives moved in closer with their spears and bows and arrows raised.
One of them spoke in a language that neither Ronon or Rodney understood and Ronon snarled,
"What'd he say?".
"How do I know?", Rodney replied but it soon became obvious that they were expected to go with the 'Nimrods'.
Ronon pressed his ear-piece.
"Lorne, we got some trouble in here…", he began but was cut off as his comms was snatched from his ear as was Rodney's and their weapons were taken from them.
Ellie, who heard Ronon's communication said into her ear-piece,
"Ah, Ronon, we've got a little trouble here too…you're on your own for a while I'm afraid", she replied but of course Ronon never got to hear her response, a fact that Ellie didn't realise as she turned her attention back to Lorne's predicament.
"You'll have to have a look around this statue, see if you can see a release catch", Lorne said to her but she ignored him and headed to the other side of the room.
Lorne stared after her.
"Ellie! Where are you going? Check the damn statue", he said but she waved an arm at him almost dismissively as she headed toward a wall full of inscriptions.
"Ellie?!", Lorne shouted as he watched the pot of oil above him tip slightly sideways.
Ellie scanned the inscriptions on the wall and frowned when Lorne yelled her name yet again.
"Would you be quiet. I cant concentrate….", she said.
"You cant….", Lorne muttered sarcastically but she ignored him and continued to read.
When she groaned loudly Lorne eyed her warily.
"What is it?", he asked and Ellie turned to face him and sighed as she looked up at the statue behind him and the pot of boiling oil.
"I have to press something on her to get her to release you", she replied and Lorne glared at her.
"So press it…whatever it is", he said and Ellie moved back to stand in front of him.
"I cant reach it", she replied, folding her arms as a blush stole across her cheeks.
Lorne twisted as best he could and looked up at the statue's body and he groaned as his eyes rested on the only thing that looked prominent enough to need pressing.
The statue's left nipple.
Sheppard and Lyssa felt like they had sat around for hours talking about this and that…parents, siblings, their likes and dislikes, Atlantis…but finally Lyssa felt that she could hold her curiosity back no longer.
"So…you and Ellie…you never got a chance to answer my question earlier", she said and Sheppard looked at her, wondering why she was so interested in whether he and Ellie were still dating. Did it mean that she liked him?
"Ellie and I are just friends now", he replied, then added, "Well, that's all we ever were really….just good friends".
Lyssa regarded him thoughtfully.
"Good friends that slept together?", she asked and Sheppard cleared his throat.
"Well…kinda. We were both at a loose end…we kept one another company if you like", he said looking a little uncomfortable.
Lyssa smiled. She understood, in a way, that he was trying to say that he and Ellie hadn't been in a serious relationship but like a typical man he just didn't know how to explain himself very well.
At least she knew that he was single now anyway.
For a while they both remained silent, a heavy tension settling inexplicably around them.
They looked at one another and knew that there was every possibility that they were not going to get out of this alive.
With that in mind, Sheppard stepped closer to Lyssa and cupped her face in his hands.
His eyes asked her a silent question which she answered by pressing her mouth over his in a kiss that was filled with as much desperation as it was need.
Whether it was the danger of the situation they found themselves in or what they weren't sure, but neither could hold back the rush of desire they both felt when Sheppard pulled Lyssa's body in tightly against his own.
Lyssa moaned into Sheppard's mouth as he cupped her bottom and lifted her against him slightly so that she could feel how much he wanted her.
And he discovered that he did want her, very much.
He backed her against a stone ledge, dragging at her T-shirt and she reached for his, pulling it free from his combats and he moaned as her hands came into contact with his skin.
Their kiss deepened and Sheppard groaned as his fingers found the tight buds of her nipples.
Lyssa wrenched her mouth from his and grasped the bottom of her own T-shirt. She pulled it over her head, her blonde hair fanning out as she did so and Sheppard let his eyes feast on her naked torso in the torch light.
She wore no bra…didn't need to. Her breasts were high and pert, her nipples jutting out at him, begging for his attention. He lowered his head and took one into his mouth, his teeth grazing the sensitive bud and Lyssa speared her fingers into his floppy hair as she gasped.
Lightening streaks raced to her centre and she tried to bring herself more flush against his groin area but she couldn't quite manage it and she growled in frustration.
Sheppard pulled his mouth from her breast and straightened to remove his T-shirt and whilst he did this, Lyssa took the opportunity to open the button and zipper on his combats and delve a hand inside.
She took him by surprise and as her hand closed around his erection, Sheppard's eyes widened and he made an O shape with his mouth.
"Speechless for once Colonel?", Lyssa asked, smiling at him as she stroked him, feeling herself become bolder at the knowledge that she could turn him on like this.
She leaned forward and kissed his neck and Sheppard felt that as much as he liked her teasing him he wasn't getting to touch her nearly as much as he wanted to and he reached for the button and zipper of her combats and once they were open he pushed a hand inside of them and into her panties.
Lyssa gasped as his fingers touched her damp opening and her fingers tightened on his shoulders as he experimentally dipped just the tips of his fingers inside of her.
"Sheppard", she said his name because she didn't know what else to say as passion clouded her mind and constricted her throat.
"I think you should call me John", he murmured as his lips caressed her neck and Lyssa arched into his touch.
"John", she breathed as his fingers dipped deeper.
Suddenly Sheppard moved his hands and began to tug her combats and panties down and he squatted down to remove her boots and she found the hand that had been around his hardened length suddenly in mid air and she looked down at him, not even daring to think if she was doing the right thing or not.
All she knew was that she wanted him so badly that her insides felt on fire and her heart was pounding with excitement.
She stepped out of her combats and panties and Sheppard kicked them to one side as he stood and moved closer to her.
His hands cupped her buttocks and lifted her and she wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his shoulders as she felt the head of his jutting erection press against her moist folds.
Sheppard gritted his teeth as he felt the tip of him enter Lyssa slightly.
God he was ready for this…he needed the feel of her around him, fully, engulfing him in her heat. He moved slightly so that she was resting against the ledge slightly to give himself more leverage and then he rolled his hips and felt himself go deeper and Lyssa took a sharp intake of breath.
He took her mouth with his and pushed again, burying himself to the hilt and Lyssa's arms tightened on him as he began to thrust in and out of her.
She felt the need for air as the feeling of him filling her so fully began to overwhelm her senses and she wrenched her mouth from his and buried her face in his neck, making small gasping sounds which echoed in the stone walled room.
Sheppard closed his eyes and tried to control the fire raging in the pit of his stomach but he could feel the build up beginning.
He held Lyssa with one arm and reached between their thrusting bodies and he found the nub of her desire…it was swollen and he knew she was close.
He gave her a few soft strokes and then a few firmer ones and Lyssa cried out and threw her head back, forcing her upper body away from him slightly and he took the opportunity to take a nipple into his mouth, prolonging her pleasure and he ground himself against her.
The action pushed Sheppard further toward his own completion and he pushed her harder against the ledge as he thrust more forcefully into her sensitive body.
Lyssa, who was just coming down from the heights of ecstasy felt the pressure beginning to build yet again and she found herself meeting Sheppard's thrusts stroke for stroke as she strove for her second release.
They came at the same time and clung to one another, Lyssa stroking Sheppard's sweat-slick back as he moaned loudly and shuddered against her, holding her tightly.
As their senses returned, their death-grips on one another lessened and Lyssa found herself suddenly becoming shy as Sheppard gazed at her.
"You're beautiful", he murmured, kissing her lightly and she smiled at him.
"You don't have to say that", she replied and he regarded her.
"I know I don't…but you are and I want you to know that I think you are".
"Thank you…you're not so bad yourself", she replied, laughing and trailing her hands up his arms to rest them on his shoulders, savouring the feeling of still having his body inside of hers.
Suddenly the ground began to rumble and the walls began to shake.
"Oh crap", Sheppard said and he gently withdrew his body from Lyssa's.
Teyla and Franks had made it back to the edge of the ravine that they needed to cross back over in record time and they looked over the edge and down at the water below.
They had managed to evade the wraith dart a few more times and it had apparently given up trying to locate them and moved on and they had come to the conclusion that the wraith were probably here for the ZPM's too as opposed to culling.
"I hope there's at least one more swing in these twines…didn't Doc Harrison say they had a limited life?", Franks said and Teyla nodded but she was also worried about something else.
"Matthew your shoulder is hurt…will you be able to swing across? Maybe we should go separately…", she said but Franks shook his head.
"I'll be fine…and we go together", he told her firmly and she offered him a smile.
He was so handsome and she wondered if their heated kiss from earlier would lead anywhere upon their return to Atlantis.
She watched as Franks wrapped a twine around his hand and arm on his un-injured side and then he looked to her.
"I don't want to hurt you", she said, not knowing where to hold onto him for fear of damaging his shoulder further.
"Wrap your arms around my waist and hold on tight", he advised and she nodded, wondering why she hadn't thought of that…she was usually such a resourceful person.
Taking a deep breath and offering up a prayer, Franks swung them off of the edge and across the ravine and he whooped in delight as they landed on the other side.
Teyla laughed as he grabbed her hand and they headed back down the incline and toward the jumper.
Once inside they allowed themselves to breathe a sigh of relief and then Franks dialled Atlantis.
Teyla spoke to Weir once they were connected.
She explained what had happened so far.
"So as far as you're aware, the others are all still inside of the temple?", Weir asked.
"That's right", Teyla replied.
"And are there any signs of any ZPM's yet?", Weir said and Teyla looked at Franks as she considered her answer.
She didn't want to get Ellie into trouble but she had to tell the truth and up to the point where she and Franks had had to turn back, there had been no sightings of any ZPM's.
"No…", she answered reluctantly.
"But that doesn't mean that the others haven't found some by now", Franks added.
Weir sighed.
"Okay, give them another hour and then take the jumper and fly over the area, see if you can see any signs of them", she instructed and Teyla nodded.
"Yes ma'am", Franks replied as they cut the connection.
"You'll have to climb up me to reach it", Lorne said to Ellie and she looked at him, the thought making her heart jump all over the place and it had nothing to do with her medical condition.
She hovered indecisively but when the pot of oil tipped a little more their way she moved quickly toward Lorne and launched herself at him.
Instead of wrapping her legs fully around his waist, she gripped his hips with her knees and then she was able to push herself up and she stretched as she tried to reach the statue's offending nipple.
Lorne tried hard to ignore the way Ellie's breasts were moving in front of his face and he closed his eyes.
"Nearly got it", Ellie said as she stretched as high as she could and her fingertips touched the statue's cold breast. "I just need to be a little higher", she added and Lorne grasped her waist and lifted her the extra inches she needed and she pressed the nipple.
Immediately, the statue's hands unclamped from Lorne's shoulders and Ellie slid down his body until her feet touched the floor.
A floor that suddenly gave way underneath them and sent them hurtling down a chute that had water running down it and it resembled a water ride from a theme park.
Ellie screamed as they went, the sloshing water soaking them both and it was only when they dropped out of the bottom and Lorne landed on top of her did she stop.
End of Chapter 8