Choose a path and walk
Chapter 3
Author: Pajus
Disclaimer: Dr Jan Pastýř and Captain Pavel Říčař are mine. Chief Alex Ramsey and her assistant Mick belong to Reefgirl. The rest of the characters belongs to Brad Wright, R. C. Cooper and the people around them.
I'd really like to thank Rosehawk for all the great ideas and unending support during her betaing. This story wouldn't be worth reading without her help.
Another thanks goes to Allestian on GW. She gave me the idea for writing this.
As my feet walk from the ashes of Katarr, I shall not fear, for in fear lies death.
Visas Marr
It was already morning, when Pavel found himself walking through the corridor leading to the mess hall to have some food. Taking a quick look around, he saw Teyla sitting at one of the tables. Pavel gathered some food and went to have a talk with his lover. After a few minutes of small talk, Teyla's face began to change into an expression he had already seen before. It was the look of lust and passion she had the night before. Suddenly Teyla smashed the food from the table onto the floor, she took Pavel's head into her hands pulled him for a wild kiss. "I want you", she said when their lips parted and climbed over the table sat down on Pavel's lap. "Right here..." The whole thing felt so unreal to Pavel, until Teyla pulled his head for another passionate kiss. "...right now" When Teyla finished her little speech, she reached down with one of her hands, unbuttoning the fly on Pavel's pants, giving his cock a little squeeze in the process. "It looks like your 'Friend' needs a little help" Teyla's voice sounded different than usual. It wasn't the kind voice she used to talk to everyone. This was a patronizing voice, almost feeling like she wanted to teach him how to do her properly. The chain of thoughts in Pavel's mind was interrupted by the sight of Teyla kneeling down in front of him, pulling his cock out of his fly and taking him into her mouth. Pavel's cock had grown quickly under Teyla's loving care and soon reached his maximum size and hardness.
A moment after Pavel's cock ceased to grow and get harder, Teyla stood up, pulled her pants down to about half the length of her thighs and bent over against the table. "Fuck me!" The two words sounded so out of character leaving Teyla's lips, but the sight of her bare butt, dripping wet entrance and his own arousal made him forget about it. All Pavel wanted to do was to push his cock into Teyla's body and fuck her into oblivion. And so he did. Teyla felt Pavel pushing his cock into her body in a single quick stroke. The way she behaved during breakfast had turned her lover into a wild animal – exactly what Teyla wanted and needed. She wanted Pavel to remind her, who the man was, to feel him taking her without any signs of tenderness or love, to make her feel like she couldn't escape his desires even if she wanted to and he satisfied this need of hers with an enthusiasm of his own.
Once inside Teyla's body, Pavel finally had time to look around. The mess hall was full of people enjoying their breakfast until the show started. Everyone was looking at them. Pavel could see the looks of jealousy and disgust in the faces around him, but nothing and nobody could stop him now. Once again his mind fully concentrated itself on the feelings coming from between his legs. Pavel closed his eyes and let the feelings take him over...
When Pavel opened his eyes again, he could see himself no longer being in the mess hall. "Kde to jsem?" The question was answered when he began to feel the touch of lips and tongue on his throbbing cock. A moment later, Pavel let out a soft cry of pleasure as his cock released a load of his come into Teyla's warm mouth.
A moment later Teyla climbed her way up Pavel's body. Pavel could taste the mixture Teyla's saliva and his own come in the deep loving kiss she had given him. "I began to think you would not wake up at all, my love" Said Teyla's smiling face before giving her lover another kiss. "I want you to make love to me". Teyla's request woke him up like nothing else could.
Pavel slid his hands into Teyla's hair and pulled her closer for a passionate kiss. "And I want to take a shower". Pavel pulled his lover's head for another kiss and sat up.
Teyla didn't understand what her lover just said. "I want him to make love to me and he wants to take a shower? What is wrong with him? Am I still attractive to him? Or was his relationship with me just a 'flirt'? Like what Dr McKay often seems to be thinking about Colonel Sheppard?" Teyla thought to herself while Pavel slowly slid his hands down on her back and spine. The chain of thoughts was suddenly broken when Teyla felt Pavel's hands taking her body under her butt. Pavel got up and carried his love into the bathroom. Once there, Pavel mentally activated the shower to a comfortable intensity and temperature. "So this is what he meant by taking a shower." Teyla's worries about being 'Kirked' by Pavel disappeared in a flow of sensations the water brought her.
Pavel felt the tension in Teyla's body fade away as he kissed her lips and pressed her body against the wet wall that was already warm from the water. The showers in Atlantis were designed pretty much the same way as the beds – just big enough for two people when they really liked each other, but Pavel didn't mind. Right now it served their purposes quite well.
Pavel took one of Teyla's hands and slowly guided it towards his semi-erect cock. The moment Teyla felt Pavel's flesh in her hand, she began to wonder, if she really isn't attractive to him anymore. Pavel could clearly see the question in her eyes when he pulled away from their kiss to catch his breath. "He's been through a lot in the past few hours and needs a little help to be combat-ready again." At the moment, Pavel's greatest regret was, that he hadn't met Teyla ten years ago. His body didn't have as much stamina now that he was twenty nine years old. Ten years ago, he could have sex all day long and then some. Now he could feel his flesh beginning to protest against this kind of abuse.
Teyla felt Pavel's cock coming to life under her gentle touch and saw the smile in Pavel's face. "Well done, my love. You deserve a reward." Pavel said when his cock reached his maximum size again. He took Teyla's right thigh and slowly pulled it up with his left hand, exposing her entrance.
Teyla couldn't wait any longer. Her body was highly aroused from their morning games and ached for pleasure. She took Pavel's cock and positioned it to her entrance and felt him slowly pushing himself in. It almost felt like he was torturing her on purpose, moving slowly, while she wanted him to be quick and forceful with her. "Pavel... please... more... do not be gentle."
"As you wish, my love" Teyla heard her lover's voice echoing in her brain that was too busy with the sudden increase in the intensity of Pavel's thrusts. She closed her eyes and let the waves of pleasure coming from between her legs wash all her thoughts away, making her a mere observer to what she was doing and saying. The waves of warmth coming from all over her body slightly merged into one explosive climax, that made Teyla scream her pleasure into Pavel's ear and burrow her fingernails into the skin on his back.
Pavel felt the tingling sensations when the warm water got into the three slight injuries on his back. The mild pain intensified his arousal and made him lose his last mental barrier. "Tak ty chceš, abych byl drsnej?" It wasn't a real question anyway. Pavel would do it no matter what Teyla's response would've been. It just felt right to give her a fair warning.
Teyla's muscles began to slowly release themselves from their orgasmic convulsion when she felt a new wave of arousal coming to her with the same intensity as before. Pavel strongly pressed her body against the wet shower wall and his quick powerful thrusts reduced Teyla's breath into a series of loud shallow squeaky sounds. A few minutes later, Pavel felt his own arousal reaching its top and sprayed Teyla's insides with several bursts of his warm come. It took a lot of his mental power to continue his thrusts into her body, but he knew Teyla was on her way to another climax and Pavel wanted to give it to her.
Pavel considered he was most fortunate when he felt Teyla come a moment later, before his cock would go soft in her. He pulled himself out of her body, stopped the shower and held Teyla until her mind began to return to the cruel reality. "Welcome back, sweetheart", said Pavel when Teyla slowly opened her eyes.
"Thank you. That was the most wonderful morning." Teyla's voice was a little softer than usual.
"It was my pleasure." Pavel put a mischievous smile on his face. "Literally." Teyla smiled warmly after Pavel's comment.
"Let us wash each other" Teyla said while reaching for some soap. After pouring some of the green jelly-like liquid on her hand, she began to rub it into Pavel's skin. The dreamy expression in Pavel's face turned into a sour one when Teyla accidentally rubbed the soap into the still bleeding injuries on his back. "Is there something wrong, Pavel?" Teyla's question reflected a little concern. Pavel didn't have this sour look in his face even when she managed to score a blow during their sparring practices.
"I'm fine." Pavel answered and put a smile on his face again. Then he took the soap from Teyla and rubbed it into her skin, making a special stop on her chest area. His smile had grown again when he felt Teyla's nipples getting harder under his touch. "Do you want some more?"
"I will take everything you are willing to give me." Teyla's response was a perfect reflection of her current state of mind, her breath growing deeper and heavier. Once again she closed her eyes and let Pavel lead her into the realms of pleasure. A moment later she felt his lips on her cheek, slowly making their way to her slightly opened moaning mouth. Pavel's hands massaged her breasts, making Teyla give in to the slight waves of pleasure.
Pavel saw the look in his lover's face. It was exactly what he needed before trying out his next idea on her. His right hand was still massaging her breasts, but only very lightly before slowly moving away completely, while his left hand intensified its touch. Pavel didn't want Teyla to notice the change in his teasing and took extra care to not reveal his true intentions.
The sudden and powerful explosion of pleasure hit Teyla like a tidal wave. If Pavel hadn't caught her with his left hand under her butt, she would have fallen on the floor when he took the sprinkler, positioned it near her entrance and reactivated the shower to maximum intensity. It was too much for Teyla. She began to feel the ache in as her intimate parts began to protest a little against this type of activity, but her desire to come again made her more than willing to suffer a little.
Pavel had seen the pleasure exploding in Teyla's body and smiled to himself when he realized he had never seen a woman enjoy herself this much. The intensive streams of water coming from the sprinkler made Teyla's orgasm long and very hard. Pavel ceased his massage when he began to feel the slow release in Teyla's muscles and used the sprinkler to wash the remaining soap away. He could feel Teyla's body trembling when he directed the stream of water on her. After putting the sprinkler back into its handle, Pavel took a towel and began to dry their bodies. It wasn't an easy thing to do, as he still had to hold Teyla.
Her breathing calmed down and Teyla opened her eyes. Her body felt like it was a lot heavier that normal, as Teyla's muscles still didn't fully obey her commands, but at least she didn't need Pavel's support anymore. "Thank you for waking me up". Teyla heard her lover's voice from far away.
"Thank you for showing me how to properly use the shower." Teyla answered in a voice still clouded by what her body has been through that morning. When Pavel finished drying their bodies, he took Teyla's hand and took her out of the bathroom. Teyla's eyes widened a little when she saw the three slight injuries on Pavel's back. "Pavel! What happened to your back?"
Pavel put his hands around her waist in a slight hug. "You burrowed your fingernails into my skin a little too much"
"I am sorry, my love, I could not control..." Teyla's speech was interrupted when Pavel placed a finger on her lips.
"Don't be sorry, Teyla. I actually liked it."
Pavel's response made Teyla curious. "You like being hurt by a woman?"
"That's not what I meant. I like to feel that you enjoy what I do to you. When you bite me or burrow your fingers into my skin, I can feel you losing control and giving in, it makes the whole lovemaking feel a lot better to me." Pavel pulled Teyla a little closer for a deep loving kiss, as if he wanted to add credibility to his explanation.
Teyla pulled away from the kiss a few seconds later with a little bit of sadness in her face. "Pavel... I should tell you... I am planning to leave with Dr. Beckett to visit my people on the Mainland. I will return tomorrow."
Teyla thought Pavel might object to her not spending the next night with him, but his expression told her otherwise. It was an expression of uncertainty. "Well... I actually have a similar announcement... I'm planning to take a leave to Earth to visit my sisters and explain to them why I didn't attend the funeral of our parents. And there is still the matter of Martin's funeral. I have to leave along with the periodic data burst to Earth twelve days from now."
Pavel could read the concern in Teyla's face when she spoke up again. "I understand your desire to explain your absence to your siblings, but if I understand the situation correctly, the existence of the Stargate and Atlantis are secrets on your planet and there are severe consequences for divulging it. How do you plan to explain yourself without giving the secret away?"
"I guess I have twelve days to figure it out." Teyla knew Pavel had plenty of time to come up with an excuse, but there was still the possibility he would somehow divulge something and wouldn't be allowed to return to her as a result. Her thought were interrupted by Pavel's hand moving upwards on her back, reaching for her cheek, gently caressing it. "How about I'll cook dinner tomorrow?"
The expression in Teyla's face changed to a gentle smile again. "Only if the dessert is as good as today's breakfast."
Suddenly a new idea came to Pavel's mind, but he wouldn't tell Teyla. It was supposed to be a surprise for her and Pavel already began to wonder what her response is going to be like. "Alright. Dinner tomorrow in my quarters, say eight PM."
"I will be there." Teyla took Pavel's hand caressing her cheek, placed it on the back of her head and pulled Pavel's head for a long deep kiss. "But now we should get dressed. I have several sparring sessions scheduled for today." Teyla released herself from Pavel's embrace and gathered her clothes.
After putting their clothes on, Pavel felt the strange energy shooting from his heart again. He reached out with it and felt a person in the corridor. "Teyla, wait." He warned her just as she was about to open the door. Teyla turned her head, giving Pavel a questioning look. "I hear footsteps. Someone's in the corridor." Teyla tried to concentrate a little and heard the footsteps as well – the person was wearing military boots that made more noise. Both Pavel and Teyla wanted to keep their relationship a secret for the time being and Teyla was most thankful for her lover's sensitive hearing. Little did she know how Pavel managed to detect the soldier.
A few moments later, Pavel could no longer feel anyone in the corridor and the footsteps faded away. Teyla opened the door and went out of the room to take a look around. After making sure the coast was clear, she waved her hand, signaling Pavel to follow her. They still had time for breakfast in the mess hall, but they didn't sit at the same table, as they knew they couldn't act like the last three nights never happened.
During the next hour, Pavel managed to write a request for his leave on Earth. Colonel Sheppard and Dr. Weir had no problems signing the request when Pavel explained the situation in his family, but both reminded him of the consequences, should he tell his sisters where he had been. Pavel already began to invent a plot involving the poor mail service in Afghanistan.
Pavel's next stop was the kitchen. He needed to ask about using supplies and appliances for his dinner with Teyla tomorrow. "Hello, Mick! Chief Ramsey around?" Pavel asked the assistant chef when he entered the kitchen.
"You have no fucking time??? Listen, you stupid bastard: If that oven is not repaired in one hour, I'll serve nothing but lemon food for the next month!!!" The angry yell in the typical British accent coming from around the corner clearly told him that Chief Ramsey was in fact around.
Pavel didn't know whether he should leave right away before the angry chef saw him on her turf. Even a Wraith would be scared to death had he heard such a yell. "What happened to her?"
"Nothing." Mick answered with a sympathetic look only to see the question in Pavel's face. "She's like this five days in every month. You just have to be nice, obey her orders and keep it real at work. Then you'll be fine. Anyway – what brings you here?"
"Well... I'd like to use the kitchen for some private purposes again. Do you think asking Ramsey now is a good idea?"
"It is if you wish for a quick and painful death. Come after dinner. She should be her usual self by then."
Pavel nodded in understanding. "Thanks, Mick. You just saved me from a gruesome fate."
"Anytime. Now you better leave quickly." Pavel didn't hesitate and did as the chef advised him.
After spending the afternoon training with his men and having dinner in the mess, Pavel found himself on his way to the kitchen again. Chief Ramsey already expected him and their discussion went accordingly. It was obvious Mick told her about Pavel's visit. "You can have my kitchen and my supplies under one condition. One plate of whatever you'll be cooking for both me and Mick. And I want the recipe too." Alex saw the questioning look in Pavel's face. "Whatever you did two days ago, she must've liked it more than my food. Otherwise you wouldn't have come again."
Pavel took a deep breath before asking the question that worried him ever since he and Teyla hooked up. "Am I really that obvious?"
"You are. But don't get me the wrong way. I'm happy for you. At least two of us found happiness in this fucked up galaxy." Chief Ramsey replied with a smirk.
"Thank you, Chief." Pavel answered with a look of gratitude in his face. Just when he was about to leave, Pavel had an idea. "I'll be going on a short leave to Earth in a few days. If you're interested, I could make a copy of my mother's recipe book and translate it for you."
"Fuck me sideways!" The expression in Alex's face has changed into a glow of anticipation. "If you do that, you can use the kitchen whenever you want. Now get the fuck out of here! I have work to do!" Pavel quickly obeyed her order and walked out of the kitchen.
"Your cooking skills are improving, Teyla." The old woman lying on the bed remarked as Teyla fed her a spoonful of the soup she made.
"I fear it was pure luck on my part, Charin." Replied Teyla being glad her soup didn't make the old woman sick.
After a few more spoons of soup, Charin spoke up again. "Who is he?"
"Who are you asking me about?" Charin's question caught Teyla unprepared and she did her best not to show it.
"I have known you since you were born, Teyla, and you seem to be forgetting it time and time again. I have seen this look in your eyes before - four months after Aylen confessed his feelings for you." Charin could see the look of sorrow in the young woman's face. Her comment brought back memories Teyla had tried to forget for the last five years. Charin knew her too well to miss her body language. "What is he like?"
Teyla thought a little about the best way to describe Pavel's character. "He is most generous when helping his friends, most ferocious when fighting his foes and most passionate when sharing his bed with me."
Charin had known about only one person that would fit the first two statements in Teyla's description. "Is it Major Sheppard?"
"No." Teyla answered with a slight laugh. "And John Sheppard is no longer a Major. He has been promoted to a rank called 'Lieutenant Colonel'."
"Too bad. I have thought the two of you would be together. He might have been a good husband to you. It seems I do not know you as well as I claim."
Charin's remark made Teyla laugh. "I do not believe Colonel Sheppard is ready for a serious relationship and Dr. McKay is in agreement with me. I believe he has suffered a great disappointment in the past and he is not yet ready to speak about it. But do not worry. You will change your mind when I introduce you to the man, who is in possession of my feelings."
"I believe I will. You would not share one bed with just any man." Charin reached out with her hand and touched Teyla's cheek. "I know you have chosen wisely for yourself." With these words, Charin finished eating the contents of the bowl. "Thank you, Teyla. I never thought I would say this, but it was delicious."
"You are most welcome." The young woman answered and stood up. "Now I have to visit Halling and Jinto."
Charin knew all too well why Teyla wanted to visit Halling and made no effort to hold her off. "That you should do. Farewell, child."
Once outside the tent, Teyla went for Halling's home. Halling's tent was open and Teyla could see the man teaching his son how to sharpen a spear. "Halling? May I come in?"
The older man looked up and put a smile on his face, pleased by Teyla's visit "Of course, Teyla. Come in." Halling stood up and gave Teyla the head-to-head greeting.
"I see you are teaching the secrets of spear construction to Jinto."
"Yes. He is old enough to participate in his first hunt. I would like to take him into the forest in five days time" Halling looked at Jinto with pride. "But there is still much work he has to do before his equipment is ready."
They watched Jinto for a while before Teyla spoke up again. "Halling, I need to speak with you. Outside, please."
"As you wish." The man answered and went outside with Teyla in his wake. "What is it, Teyla?"
"Five years ago you have saved me from the Wraith and I did not even thank you. I would like to thank you for being there for me that night." Teyla made a pause before continuing. "I realize I have behaved in a most rude manner and I hope you will accept my apology."
"There is nothing to apologize for. I would have done the same things had I been in your place."
"Thank you, Halling. You are a most valued friend."
There was a brief moment of silence between them before Halling spoke up again. "There is still much I have to teach my son before we go out on his first hunt..."
"Of course." Teyla leaned her head for another greeting and watched Halling enter the tent. Her apology to Halling was a final dot in this chapter of her life. After finally coming to terms with Aylen's death, Teyla was ready to write a new chapter of her life – the one about her relationship with Pavel.
Pavel decided to use the time to have a team bonding evening. Every man on his team brought something for a little party – Pavel brought the last remnants of Jan's liquid fire and the little glasses called "štamprle", Sergeant Madison – the team's sniper, brought a box beer, Corporal McEnvoy – a demolitions expert, brought chips and Pfc Toreno – a rifle marksman, contributed his quarters and DVD player with a small collection of movies. After a half hour of general discussion, Toreno came with an idea: "Anyone know the game Terminator?" The three men shook their heads and Toreno began his explanation. "It's simple. You take these little glasses, fill them with beer. Then you watch the movie 'Terminator' and drink the glass every time the Governor of California kills someone."
"Let me get this straight, Private. You want to fill the little glasses for slivovice with beer?" Pavel used one of his worst looks on the young Marine. "Where I come from you'd be killed for merely thinking about such a blasphemy, let alone speaking the thought aloud."
"Oh... I'm... I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean to offend you..." Toreno tried to save whatever he could, because Pavel looked like he was about to pull the Marine's head off.
"Alright. We'll do it" Pavel interrupted the young man in mid-sentence. "But only under two conditions: First – No one will ever know about it." Pavel watched his men making a silent nod and turned his head to look into Toreno's eyes. "And second – You came with the idea, so you'll wash the glasses." There was a brief pause before Pavel spoke up again. "And pray to god that I will not taste beer the next time I drink from them." With these words, Pavel took the four glasses from the table and gave them to Madison. The game itself went well, but the soldiers ran out of beer after forty minutes. Arnie's body count was simply too high and Pavel warned them against playing the game with the Athosian brandy.
After watching the movie, Toreno took the glasses and washed them as carefully as he could, remembering Pavel's warning. "Here you go, sir." The young Marine gave the glasses back to the Czech, who poured himself a glassful of the clear liquid.
The three Marines watched their commander closely as he tasted the drink for anything that wasn't supposed to be there. "You've been lucky this time Private." Pavel smiled a little, poured the liquid into the other three glasses and gave them to his men. "May we have the same luck in all our missions." Pavel raised his glass and his men followed his example.
"WOW..." McEnvoy remarked when he felt the fire spreading through his body. "... No wonder you didn't want us to play Terminator with it, sir. This stuff is lethal!"
"Only when you drink too much, Corporal. It's medicine if you drink it reasonably." Such a brandy is called 'všelék' where Pavel came from and he made a mental note that he should bring some of this stuff from his trip to Earth.
After that, the discussion turned to a theme common to all soldiers – Why did you join? As it turned out, Private Toreno was the fourth generation of Marines in the family. He could even name the battles his ancestors fought and died in. McEnvoy wanted to study electronics, but didn't have enough money and joined to get free education. An extensive study of electronics is part of the demolition training. Madison believed his life to be boring, so he joined to get some excitement. "You'll get plenty of excitement here, Sergeant." Pavel commented on his reasons.
"What about you, sir? Why did you join?"
"Same reason as Private Toreno. My great-grandfather fought in the Austrian army back in World War One, my grandfather fought in a local resistance organization against the Germans in World War Two, my father was in the army as well and I'm the only man left in the family, so it was up to me to carry on the tradition."
"Were they good in a fight?"
"Oh yeah." Pavel nodded. "My great-grandfather was one of the Czechs, who fought in the battle of Zborov." The Marines obviously didn't know anything about this event, so Pavel continued his explanation. "Imagine two thousand Czechs against five thousand Austrians. Our guys fought so ferociously that the Austrians thoughts they were up against an overwhelming force and surrendered."
"That had to be some fight, sir" Madison added to their discussion. "And what about your grandfather, sir?"
"Well... " Pavel had to think a little before he remembered what his father told him. "He was in charge of a resistance unit that kicked some serious German ass – they had been blowing up military transports, killing cooperators of the Gestapo, raiding supply depots and sometimes they offered shelter to people the Germans were looking for before moving them into safe houses."
Toreno stared at Pavel with an incredulous look in his eyes. "And the Germans never bagged them?"
"No." Pavel could see the looks in the eyes of his Marines and understood them. Such things were too good to be true, but the respect towards superiors they've been taught in boot camp was greater than their desire to ask questions. "My father said that his father had some kind of instinct that told him exactly where the Germans were. He could also recognize trustworthy persons from collaborators. It kept both him and his men safe for five years. It would be nice to have him here now." Pavel added.
It was almost two am when the company parted. Pavel thanked his men for the quality time and went to his quarters. His bed felt so lonely without Teyla. Last time he had seen her was at lunch a mere fifteen hours ago, yet he already missed her. Suddenly he felt the energy in him change from a steady calm stream to a series of rapid pulses shooting from his heart into his head, causing a paralyzing headache in the process. A few minutes later the headache stopped and the energy changed back to its slow steady stream. Pavel wanted to go to the infirmary, but his body didn't obey his orders. When everything went calm again, Pavel could hear a sound – like an echo of thousands of screams and then the urge to sleep took him over before he could get out of his bed.
Pavel found himself in what appeared to be a large black room, though he couldn't tell, because the only thing he could see or feel was the floor under his feet. "Haló?" He called out into nowhere and listened to the echo bouncing his voice back at him. "Je tu někdo?" Another set of echoes returned his voice back to him.
Suddenly a beautiful young woman in white robes appeared in front of him. "I am here." Pavel took a closer look at her. He estimated her height to about five foot seven and her long golden blond hair in addition to her bright skin and gray eyes made it look like she was glowing. "I imagine you have many questions. We will help you understand yourself."
"Who is 'We'?" Pavel had a slightly confused look in his face when another person – a man wearing black robes - appeared on the scene. The man's skin was almost as pale as the skin of a Wraith, he had short black hair and his yellow eyes gave him a look of a monster from a horror movie. "Who are you, people?" Pavel asked after a short pause.
The woman took a deep breath before speaking. "I am Ashla and this is my brother, Bogan. We need your help." Ashla took a moment to pause and allow the knowledge to sink into Pavel's mind. "There is one, who wields the ability to destroy us and we are powerless to stop her. You have felt the echo of her ability just before we made you sleep. You wanted to go to the infirmary, but there is nothing wrong with you that Dr. Beckett can detect. There is in fact something very right with you."
Ashla managed to get Pavel's attention. "What is going on with me?"
"You wield great potential that you are not aware of." The man's voice sounded like from a real horror movie – the exact opposite of his sister's soothing voice.
"What kind of potential?"
"That depends solely on how you use it. You will have to choose your path and walk it. It can be either a gift to you and a curse to those around, or a curse to you and a gift to those around." Answered Bogan's twisted voice.
The man's explanation brought a bit of fear into Pavel's heart. Ashla could see it and didn't wonder. Her brother was scary even when he tried to look peaceful. She approached Pavel and touched his arm with the palm of her hand. "Don't mind my brother. He is scaring everything around him." After a short pause, Ashla spoke up again. "We really need your help."
Pavel could see the sincerity in her eyes. "Okay. Just tell me where your planet is and I'll try to talk with Colonel Sheppard. Maybe we'll be able to..."
Pavel wanted to make a suggestion, but Ashla shook her head in disagreement. "We are not beings as you understand them and this is not a battle that can be fought with weapons or physical might. If you decide to fight her in your way, she will break you and destroy you, no matter what weapon you use against her."
There was only one explanation that made sense in light of such things. "Are you ascended Ancients?"
"No! We are neither Ancients, nor Ori! We have been here before they even emerged as a species." Bogan sounded even more scary than usual. It almost looked like he felt offended by Pavel's deduction. "The Ancients refused to listen and that is what created this problem in the first place."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. I just don't understand what the two of you are talking about. Could you please give me a clear answer? Who is this enemy of yours?"
Ashla decided to answer before her brother had a chance to speak. "She and her lover used to wield the power I offer, but they thought I didn't give them enough. That is why they sought out my brother. When others like them realized what happened, the two fought and defeated them. Then the Ancients decided to intervene. I have warned them against doing so, yet still they have sent their fleet to find these two and destroy them. None of their ships have returned from the place where they used to live. The battle was so intense and claimed so many lives that both myself and Bogan were wounded. Eventually they turned on each other and she defeated her lover. She no longer needs either of us. She merely needs our creations to survive."
"And what exactly does that mean?"
"Don't you understand? We have not created life, but we are those, who allow it to thrive and grow and keep it in balance. We have done so for billions of years. She needs to claim more and more lives in order to survive and that will ultimately lead to the extinction of everything everywhere and kill both me and my sister!" The speech would sound frightening even if Ashla was the one saying the words. Bogan merely added a little feeling to it.
"So there is a super Wraith out there and you need my help to take her out, but at the same time, you're telling me there is no way of doing it. Now that's great. What comes next? An ascended being telling us they have decided to throw their rules out of the window and finally do something to actually help us?" Pavel was clearly having a hard time believing what they've been telling him.
"I know this must be hard for you to accept, but as I have said earlier, you have heard and felt an echo of what she has done. We will guide you to the place where she has been and once you have seen the results of her doing, you might begin to understand what kind of threat she represents. We will do our best to prepare you for the confrontation with her, but in doing so, we will have to turn you into her. I am sorry we are forcing this upon you, but we have no other choice. By the time another like you appears, it might be too late." Pavel heard Ashla's soothing voice say just before both she and her brother disappeared.
After his morning workout, shower and breakfast, Pavel summoned his team and took them to the shooting range. Normally it would be a short walk and one transporter jump, but Pavel decided to turn it into two miles of jogging throughout the city. Upon their arrival at the shooting range, Pavel presented captured weapons of Atlantis' adversaries – two models of Wraith stunners, a Genii pistol and SMG. "Alright, Sergeant, take the stunner rifle and fire a few shots at the target." Pavel watched Madison shooting three shots on the paper target sixty feet ahead. "What impression did the weapon give you?"
The Sergeant laid the weapon on the table and turned to face his commander. "It could've been a good weapon if the Wraith made a shoulder fired version, sir. It's also quite heavy and that is a big problem during long missions. The absence of a lethal setting might also cause trouble, sir." Madison summarized his impressions about the weapon.
"Very well, Sergeant." Pavel nodded in agreement, turned and spoke up to the three men next to him. "These facts tell us a lot about the Wraith: First – All their missions are profiled as short capture/feed and return duties. Second -They don't care much about the weapon's weight, as they are physically much stronger than humans. Third - Their stunners are designed to incapacitate the target with as little collateral damage as possible. They need us alive and well in order to feed." Pavel decided to teach his soldiers by experience. His lecture on Wraith and Genii tactics had to be purely theoretical for obvious reasons, but the lesson about their weapons was purely practical.
In the hours after today's training, Pavel found himself sitting at his desk reading reports about recent Wraith activity. Highlighting planets culled by the Wraith in the last month on the map of the galaxy didn't offer a sight for a weak stomach. Some areas of the galaxy were almost depleted and he began to wonder how many people will die before this war ends. He could only draw a little comfort in the fact that the civil war among the Wraith he helped to unleash will reduce the number of Wraith and save more lives in the long-term perspective. After that, Pavel tried to write a fictional mission report for practice. Being a team leader offered the benefit of having people he could order around, but the amount of paperwork that came with it almost turned the privilege into a curse – mission reports, performance evaluations, recommendations for promotions and medals and the worst paperwork of all – letters to the family in case of injury of death. His lines of thoughts were interrupted when a new window popped up on the computer screen. Pavel had a new message on the Atlantis instant messaging service. "The corridor around your quarters is too busy, my love. May I invite you to a sparring practice?"
Pavel smiled when he finished reading and thought about the best way to reply. "That depends on what martial art we are going to practice." He hit the 'Send' button and resumed working on the now almost finished practice report.
The Athosian writing – like most written languages in the Pegasus galaxy - was a variation of Ancient. Teyla had struggled with reading and writing the Latin alphabet in the first weeks after her arrival in Atlantis, but after a year with the people from Earth no one could see the difference in her written communications compared to anyone else. A minute after sending his message, Pavel received Teyla's reply. "Come to the gym and see for yourself." It was exactly the kind of response Pavel hoped for – not revealing anything, but still full of promises of things to come. He quickly wrote the last few words into his practice report and hurried towards the gym.
Pavel heard the whooshing sounds of Banthos sticks being swung through the air when he approached the gym. Teyla was already there having her exercise, her mind fully concentrated on the sticks in her hands. She looked so beautiful, almost like a dancer having endless joy from her motion. Pavel went to the weapons basket, his eyes never leaving the body of his lover and took his weapon of choice.
Several months ago, Pavel borrowed a book with Samurai stories from Dr Kusanagi. The tale of Musashi attracted his attention in particular. Musashi was said to be the greatest warrior of all times. He won fifty battles, but was killed – beaten to death – by a Ninja wielding a seven feet long wooden staff. Holding such a weapon in a vertical position in front of one's self makes him nearly invulnerable for as long as the opponents won't attack from multiple sides simultaneously.
After a minute of watching Teyla, Pavel knocked on the floor with the staff. Teyla heard the sound and opened her eyes to see her beloved on the edge of the circle painted on the gym's floor. "You still wanna have that sparring practice?"
The smile in Teyla's face changed, giving her a look of an endlessly beautiful perfect huntress. "Show me what you have learned since our last exercise." Teyla could see Pavel's face widening a little from her last word before changing back into a stone cold look he always had when they sparred while his body fell back into a counterattacking stance.
Pavel held the staff in his left hand behind his back in a line connecting his left waist with his right shoulder and reaching out towards Teyla with his right hand, waiting for her first move. He didn't have to wait long. Teyla made three quick steps forward, striking with both her hands in rapid succession. Pavel answered by a fast forward swing headed towards the palm of his right hand, deflecting both blows. Now that he held the staff in both hands, he could enjoy the benefit of having a tighter grip on his weapon.
Teyla knew exactly what Pavel would do next. He positioned the staff vertically in front of him and she would have no way of connecting a successful blow unless she found a way to draw him out.
Teyla didn't make many mistakes when they were sparring, but Pavel just saw her making one. Teyla swung her left hand too far, exposing herself to his right hand. Pavel decided to use this mistake and attack her with the right side of his staff.
Teyla was waiting for this exact moment. Pavel had taken her bait. She turned her body in a quick clockwise rotation, so she could use the stick in her right hand to deflect the blow and connected a hard blow into Pavel's stomach with her left elbow. This caught her lover off-balance, allowing her to turn the sparring practice into a cat and mouse play. It took her three hard hits to the ribs, before Pavel went down to the floor.
"I've missed you." Pavel gathered himself from the floor after calming his breath down. His words only confirmed Teyla's theory that he actually liked being hurt by women.
"I missed you too." Teyla watched her lover walking towards the little refrigerator in the corner to take some ice for his sore ribs. "Are you sure you do not enjoy being hurt by women?"
Pavel winced a little after putting a pack of ice under his shirt. "Yeah. I'm only willing to make an exception for you; and only when you hurt me a little. A broken arm here or leg there is too much. How was the trip to the Mainland?"
Pavel's question brought a little bit of sorrow to Teyla's mind. "Dr Beckett stated that his patients are well on their way to make a full recovery and otherwise my people are all alive and well."
"I know something happened on the Mainland, Teyla. I can see it in your face." Pavel saw Teyla taking a breath, but interrupted her before she had a chance to speak. "It's OK if you don't want to talk about it. I just want you to know that I'll be there when you are ready." Pavel put a sympathetic look in his face as he said the words.
Teyla's sorrow took her face over for a little moment. "Pavel... I... I am not willing to discuss this in a public place such as this." There was a brief moment of silence before Teyla spoke up again. "I will tell you, but not here. And we are still having dinner tonight if I am not mistaken." Pavel understood Teyla's talk. She would tell him over dinner. The smutty ideas he had for tonight would have to wait for another time. His chain of thought was interrupted by another slight change in Teyla's face. "And I would very much like the dessert you had promised me yesterday."
"I'm already thinking about the recipe." Pavel looked into the corridor to make sure nobody was there and leaned in to give Teyla a slow loving kiss. "Just to give you a taste of the ingredients. Now I have to go. It's almost six PM and I don't want the dinner to be late. See you in two hours." Pavel planted a gentle kiss on Teyla's forehead and left the gym.
"You're fucking late!" Chief Ramsey greeted Pavel as he approached through the corridor to the kitchen. He was three minutes late for their appointment and the Chief's greeting reminded him of the proverbial British precision in time issues.
"I'm sorry, Chief. I was just making sure the dinner was still on."
"Whatever. What do you need?"
Pavel quickly converted the recipe from the metric measurement system to the imperial one. "Four pounds of pasta, two pounds of ham, seven eggs, some cheese and one pack of Chinese frozen vegetables mix."
Alex went to the storage and brought all Pavel asked for. "Here you go. What are you going to do?"
Pavel thought a little and came to the conclusion that he can't translate the name of the dish. "The closest English equivalent of the name is ham-pasta." Pavel took a pot, filled it with water and placed it on the herd. "Let's get the water boiling."
"Okay. What am I supposed to do?" Chief Ramsey didn't like the idea of being left out of the cooking process.
"You could cook the meat and pasta." Pavel gave Alex another pot with water. "And don't put the salt into the water right away. Wait until the water is boiling. It will taste a lot better if you do it my way. Is the oven fixed?"
"Yes. The little weasel called McKay arrived twenty minutes after you left." Chief Ramsey answered with a light smile. Threats involving lemons are highly effective when it comes to Rodney.
"Okay. Fire it up to..." The conversion of physical units took Pavel a few seconds. "500 degrees Fahrenheit."
Pavel proceeded to break the eggs and dissolve them into a yellow matter with a fork. After hearing Alex yell at McKay through the radio yesterday, Pavel decided to do his best to keep her as far away from forks and knives as possible. The work he assigned to Alex also gave him time to cut the cheese into slices and coat the inner surface of two glass bowls with a thin layer of fat.
Both the pasta and the ham were ready in a few minutes after Pavel finished the preparations. Alex put the pasta into the glass bowls and mixed them with the frozen vegetables, while Pavel cut the ham into small cubes and put them into the glass bowls as well. Once he was pleased with the mixing, Pavel spilled the yellow matter that used to be the eggs regularly on the surface of the mixtures. The moment the egg matter settled on the bottom of the glass bowls, Pavel covered the surface of their creation with one layer of the cheese slices. After that the result of their efforts went into the oven.
"Okay. It should be done in about an hour." Pavel said when he closed the oven door and went to clean the things he used.
Alex joined him after a few moments of watching the ugly mixture in the oven, still not believing that something good could come out of this. "Who is she?" Alex asked after a moment of silence.
"I'd rather keep her identity to myself for the time being. We only hooked up a few days ago."
"But you did have sex already." Alex commented on Pavel's reluctance. "I don't know a man that would cook unless he got sex first or shortly thereafter."
Pavel turned his face to look Alex in the eyes and used his most convincing voice to say "We're not all the same, Chief!"
"If you are really like this, I've just got my second reason to envy her."
Alex's comment made Pavel curious. "I'm not sure I want to know the answer, but what's the first reason?"
"Blokes with such a nice looking arse are few and far between these days." Alex answered with a mischievous smirk and patted Pavel's butt.
"If she saw you doing this, she'd kick both our butts into oblivion." Pavel's comment answered the Chief's earlier question. There was only one woman in the city that could beat them both without breaking a sweat. From that moment onward, Alex knew Pavel was dining with Teyla tonight.
Pavel used the hour he had to clean the cooking instruments he and Alex used and to take a quick shower in his quarters. He returned to the kitchen just in time to see their creation finished. A quick look into the oven told him the cheese could use a few more minutes. When the few minutes passed, Pavel took the glass bowls out of the oven. "It's ready. You better call Mick before it gets cold." Pavel said as he was taking two plates, knives and forks along with the bowl to his quarters.
Teyla arrived in Pavel's quarters right on time. After welcoming her with a warm kiss, Pavel invited her to the table, sat her down and served the meal first to Teyla and then to himself. "This is delicious. I will never cook for you. It would be too embarrassing." Teyla joked.
"Chief Ramsey helped me a lot."
Teyla swallowed the food she had in her mouth and asked a question that began to bother her. "Is she not suspicious of your using the kitchen for private purposes?"
"Well..." Pavel took a few seconds before answering. "She envies you."
"And why is that exactly?" Teyla asked as if she was trying to provoke her lover.
"The first reason is that I'm cooking for you..." Pavel looked deeply into Teyla's eyes before giving the second reason away. "The second reason is that in her expert opinion, I have a very nice looking arse." Pavel tried to imitate Alex's British accent during his final words making Teyla burst into a hearty smile. When the dinner was almost eaten, Pavel's face changed into a look of seriousness again. He reached out and took Teyla's left hand into his right. "Tell me what happened on the Mainland."
It took Teyla a moment before she found a way to begin her explanation. "You are not the first man in my life, Pavel."
After a moment of awkwardness, Pavel decided to break the silence. "I know." Pavel's statement made Teyla curious. She never told anyone in Atlantis about this aspect of her life and Pavel has been to the Mainland only once. Teyla could see no way for Pavel to know such a thing. "You were not a virgin the first night we spent together." Another moment of silence passed before Pavel caressed Teyla's hand again and asked the final question. "What happened?"
Teyla took a deep breath and began to explain. "His name was Aylen. We have been together for four years. One night five years ago..."
The last four years would've been like a fairytale for Teyla if it wasn't for the constant fear of the Wraith. She felt the gentle touch of lips on her face when her aftershocks began to fade away. Making love to this man always made her feel very special and her thoughts concentrated on next month. "One month from now, I will be a married woman and with the blessing of the Ancestors, I will be a mother within one year." Teyla thought to herself and returned Aylen's kisses. The cold dark feeling in her stomach woke her up from her daydream. The Wraith had come to gather their food once again.
Teyla's reaction to this feeling was quick. She pushed Aylen's body away, got off the bed and gathered her clothes. Looking into Aylen's face, she saw the questions in his look. "The Wraith are here!" Aylen didn't need to hear more.
It took them only a minute to get dressed and run into the middle of the settlement. "Everyone get to the caves! The Wraith are coming!" Teyla yelled as loud as she could. Her warning caused everyone to grab only the most necessary food and clothes and run into the hills nearby just as the first dart made its diving run.
Teyla tried to find Aylen in the stirring that followed, but the people running in the general direction of the cave didn't make it easy for her. After making sure no one was left in the settlement, Teyla ran into the hills, heading for the caves the Athosians always used as shelter from the Wraith.
In the middle of the way, Teyla caught a glimpse of someone running about a hundred feet from her. Taking a closer look, she recognized her beloved, but in the same moment she recognized the slim profile of a dart in a diving run. "Aylen!!! Watch out!!!" Teyla yelled only to see her lover slip on a wet stone and fall to the ground. A moment later, Aylen's body disappeared in the Wraith transporter beam.
The sight of her beloved being taken put Teyla's brain on hold. She was just standing there, frozen, her eyes fixed on the place, where her lover had been just a second ago, barely noticing the dart making its run for her. She didn't want to live anymore. If being taken by the Wraith means being together, she would gladly do it. Teyla closed her eyes and heard the noise of the transporter beam being activated. Suddenly she felt two strong hands taking her body and pulling her away from the dart's path. Teyla opened her eyes and found herself lying on the ground next to Halling, who held her in his arms. "Let go of me!" Teyla managed to release one of her hands from Halling's grip and punched him in the face. She wanted to be taken by the Wraith, to be with Aylen until death took them both – just like she promised him when he proposed marriage to her six months ago, but the darts were already headed for the Stargate.
The cold feeling in Teyla's stomach disappeared along with the Wraith darts, one of which had her fiancée on board...
"I'm sorry for your loss, Teyla." Pavel had known about Teyla's father, but this was something new to him.
Teyla felt Pavel's gentle caressing on her hand and moved her own hand to intertwine their fingers. "I have had terrible nightmares since that night." Teyla took another deep breath before speaking up again. "But they have stopped eight months ago – on the day when I realized my feelings for you were more than just friendship. You have shown me that I can be happy with another man." With these words, Teyla got to her feet, went to Pavel and pulled him up into a tight embrace.
Pavel didn't know what to do now in such a moment, so he simply held Teyla in his arms. After a minute of standing there, Teyla's head began shifting. Pavel felt Teyla's lips on his neck. He took her head in his hands and turned it, so that he could look into her eyes. "Teyla, are you certain this is what you want now?" Pavel simply couldn't do this without feeling like he was taking advantage of Teyla in a moment of vulnerability.
Teyla understood why Pavel asked the question and it made her love him even more than before. "Never in my life have I been so certain, my love." With these words, Teyla placed her hand on the back of Pavel's head and pulled him in for another kiss. Their connection slowly gained intensity, passion and depth, turning the slow loving kiss into a wild frenzy.
Pavel ended their connection a minute later. He had more ideas coming to him. "Keep your eyes closed and don't try to follow me." Teyla heard him whisper, wondering what he might be up to. She felt him releasing himself from her embrace and tried to listen for his footsteps, but Pavel took extra care to not make noise. Teyla's wondering was interrupted when she sensed Pavel embracing her from behind and pressing her body against his own. Then she felt the soft touch of his tender lips on her neck and ear. He was slowly seducing her and she was letting him do it.
Pavel felt Teyla melt under his touch and smiled to himself. He began to move his hands up on her delicious body and when his hands reached Teyla's chest, Pavel slowly untied the laces on her leather top. Once he untied the last lace, he slowly moved his hands up on Teyla's shoulders and gently took the useless garment off of her body. The moment Teyla's top touched the ground, Pavel once more moved his hands on Teyla's breasts, this time imitating the function of a bra. The effect was instantaneous and Pavel could feel Teyla's nipples getting harder under his touch and heard the first soft moans of pleasure leaving the lips of his beloved.
Teyla felt like being tortured by what Pavel was doing to her. She felt the warmth spreading into her body from places where Pavel touched her. He was slow and gentle and it felt so frustrating at the moment. She wanted to feel Pavel inside her body, but the past days with him told her he would not do it. Her lover was the type to torture Teyla with arousal, make her beg for mercy and only then give her the orgasm she yearned for. What she couldn't understand was how he could control himself like this. Teyla could clearly feel the stirring in Pavel's pants on her butt when she pressed her body into his to get more of his touch. Pavel's body must've ached for pleasure just as much as her own, but then she realized that Pavel doing these things is the reason for her having so much pleasure from her climax in the first place. Teyla was torn from her thoughts by the sensation of Pavel's hand moving down her body again. This time he didn't stop on her stomach. She felt his hand moving down towards the hot wet place between her thighs.
Pavel heard Teyla's moans becoming louder when he touched the flesh between her legs. He smiled to himself when he felt the heat and wetness pulsing from the entrance into Teyla's body.
Teyla had to bite her lower lip in order to not cry out with pleasure when Pavel slipped two of his fingers into her body and touched her clitoris with his thumb at the same time. Pavel teased four erogenous zones on Teyla's body simultaneously and she felt her orgasm approaching. Teyla used all her self control and inner strength, yet still she let out only a soft cry of pleasure when the climax unleashed its full power on her body. She didn't want anyone to know about her relationship with Pavel – at least not for the time being, but the way Pavel made her feel when making love to her made it increasingly difficult to keep her emotions a secret.
Pavel felt Teyla releasing herself from the grip of climax and pulled his fingers out of her body. The taste of Teyla's juice on his fingers reminded him of some kind of fruit mixture he didn't know the name of. The only thing he did know at the moment was that he wanted more. Pavel took Teyla's half naked body into his arms and placed her on his bed like the most precious thing in the universe.
Teyla felt the touch of Pavel's lips and tongue on her face when her mind returned to her body. "Thank you, my love." Was the only thing she could say right then.
"This was a mere beginning." Pavel smiled into her eyes and kissed her deeply. "Relax and enjoy, my love. It comes with the dinner." With these words, Pavel began to kiss his way down on Teyla's delicious body. She could feel his lips and tongue everywhere – on her face, her chin, her neck, her chest and her stomach – and it made her even more aroused than before.
Pavel felt Teyla moving to support his efforts once more and moved his hands to untie the laces on her pants. The moment he moved his hands back to her waist, Teyla ached her back to allow Pavel to take off her last piece of clothing. Pavel used the opportunity and got off his bed while taking Teyla's pants off. He saw her watching him as he took his shirt off and the expecting look in her face when he took his pants off. Teyla couldn't wait to feel him inside her body. But he wouldn't be Pavel if he didn't tease her a little more.
Pavel stepped out of the bundle that used to be his clothing and crawled up on the bed. Teyla watched him expectantly as he took her leg and began sucking and licking her toes, slowly moving his lips upwards on her calf and thigh. The waves of both heat and cold came to her again when Pavel reached her inner thigh. She could hear herself pleading for him to continue, right then she would give everything in the universe if he so much as touched her dripping wet entrance. Pavel was not unsympathetic to her pleading. He wanted to taste more of her juice and right now Teyla offered herself to him on a silver platter. He didn't want to resist his desire. Not anymore.
The suddenness of Pavel's attack on her most intimate parts took Teyla by surprise. She wanted him to do this, but she prepared herself for more of his torturous teasing. Now that he had given her what she yearned for so badly, Teyla couldn't keep herself quiet anymore.
Pavel heard Teyla's low moans change into soft cries when he began to lick her clitoris. He could feel her flesh pulsing in reaction to his touch. His will to tease her disappeared in the sight of Teyla's face twisting itself with the pleasure he was giving to her. The tension in Teyla's body reached a new high when Pavel pressed his mouth against the sensitive piece flesh between her legs and began suck at it and clash his tongue against it like he would be kissing her on the mouth. The only differences were that here there was no tongue that could kiss him back and the moist here tasted a lot better than the one in Teyla's mouth.
Teyla tried to hold her breath when the waves of arousal filled her being and her second orgasm slammed through her body. It prevented her from screaming with pleasure, but it made her feel like her body was about to explode at the same time. She grabbed Pavel's head in both her hands and pressed it even tighter against the intimate parts of her body. A few seconds later, Teyla had to release the air from her lungs and her climax slowly but steadily lost its frenzy. Her hands lost their strength and Pavel could release himself from her grip enough to start breathing again.
Pavel still couldn't fully believe that Teyla would allow him to see her like this – to offer herself to him so willingly, without questions or hesitation. This was never about the sexual urge that needed to be satisfied. This was about releasing the feelings they have both suppressed for far too long – he out of fear and she out of cultural tradition. There were no more secrets like this between them.
When Teyla opened her eyes again, she could see Pavel's face right in front of her own. She could feel the body of her lover laying on top of her own, his cock aroused and throbbing, ready to enter her at any time, his self control hanging by a thread. "Are you ready to taste the whipped cream on the cake?" Pavel didn't get a verbal answer to his question. Teyla simply placed her hand on the back of his head and pulled him in for a deep passionate kiss. Then she reached in between their bodies, placed Pavel's cock on her flooded entrance and gave in to the sensations of Pavel slowly entering her body while tasting her own juice in his mouth. The added taste made the kissing feel much more arousing and Teyla soon realized she wanted to lick all of her juice from Pavel's face.
Teyla's efforts on his face made Pavel feel like he was dreaming. He would never have guessed that Teyla would be able to even think about doing such things, but he certainly didn't mind. Every touch of Teyla's lips and tongue on his face made him more and more aroused. There was no way he could hold himself back anymore. Pavel began to thrust into Teyla's body, slowly at first, but steadily increasing his tempo and intensity. He could feel Teyla locking her legs around his waist, allowing him to thrust even deeper into her body. Her head arching backwards exposed her neck to Pavel's lips, allowing him to give her more pleasure by kissing her there. It was too much for her. Teyla tried to control herself, but the arousal in her was simply too strong. Fortunately Pavel silenced Teyla with another deep kiss before her moans got too loud. Teyla once again felt the pleasure filling her entire being and exploding out of her body in a powerful orgasm. The only thing that prevented the entire city from hearing her were Pavel's lips pressing themselves tightly against her own. The sensation of Pavel warming her up from the inside with his own come has thrown her mind even further into the realms of pleasure. Teyla opened her eyes, but couldn't see her beloved anymore. All she could see were wonderful glowing shapes floating all around her. Her first thought was that she had died and is now ascending.
"Jsi nádherná, lásko." Teyla heard Pavel's voice like an echo from very far away. "Miluju tě." This time Pavel's tender voice appeared to be closer and to her great disappointment, Teyla realized her mind was slowly returning into the cruel reality.
"What were you saying?" Teyla whispered her question into Pavel's ear once she regained partial control of her body.
"I said 'I love you'."
"It sounds so tender when said in your language." Pavel felt Teyla's body snuggling itself against his own. "I wish to hear it again."
"Miluju tě."
"Miluju tě." Teyla tried to repeat after him.
"You are learning very quickly." Pavel commented on her progress.
"I have the best reasons to learn." Teyla answered in a voice still tender from what she had just been through.
There was a minute of silence between them before Pavel asked something that interested him for the last few days. "Teyla... Is your culture okay with us..." It took him a moment to find words that wouldn't degrade their relationship. "... being intimate before marriage?"
Teyla was expecting him to ask the question sooner or later and now that it was here, she had to smile to herself. "Athosian customs allow a couple to share one bed before marriage. They are merely required to make this choice with both their heart and wisdom. However, it is not appropriate for the couple to have a child and not be married." The last sentence in Teyla's statement slammed Pavel right in the face and she could clearly see it. She widened her smile, clearly enjoying Pavel's fright. "I am not with child, my love."
"No offense, but how can you be certain? We've been enjoying each other pleasures in the last few days in a way that can't exactly be called safe sex." Pavel answered unbelievingly.
"I am certain. It is because of a plant called 'Magres'. It used to grow on Athos and my people have found it on Lantea's mainland as well. Once added into a tea, the leaves can be used as a natural contraceptive. Dr. Beckett has already researched a sample and stated that its effects are even more reliable than those of contraceptive drugs commonly used on Earth. It is absolutely reliable for as long as I drink a cup on the day my moon cycle stops and then one more cup every four days. I began to drink it again when I realized your feelings for me are the same as my feelings for you."
"I'm sorry Teyla. I just didn't think your culture was so open to premarital sex."
This made Teyla curious. "Imagine a situation when the couple is not allowed to share a bed before marriage. After the ritual, they might find out that their needs are completely different. This might ruin their private lives forever unless they are able to reach a compromise. It is better to solve these issues prior to marriage. Your culture is different?"
It took Pavel a moment to compile his thoughts into a coherent answer. "Nowadays you are free to do pretty much whatever you want so long as no one gets hurt or offended, but it wasn't always like this. There was even a time where we would be burned alive for making love before marriage."
The last sentence made Teyla open her eyes widely with astonishment. "You are not serious."
"I'm afraid I am serious. Religious slaughters on my planet have claimed almost as many lives as the recent Wraith culling in this galaxy." Pavel answered in a calm voice.
Teyla's still didn't believe what Pavel was telling her. "How can one kill another for being in love?"
"That's a good question. I can't understand it either."
Pavel woke up when the rays of Lantea's sun began to shine into his eyes. He took a quick look at his watch and realized he'll have to go on his first off-world mission as a team leader in a little under three hours. Two days ago, Dr. Weir wanted to make contact with another potential trade partner recommended by Teyla, but the MALP pictures were not a pretty sight – everyone in the little settlement was dead. What made Dr. Weir especially curious was the fact that the village itself was undamaged. The Wraith usually caused massive damage during their culling and the pictures from the MALP showed dead people with no signs of the Wraith feeding process on them. Colonel Sheppard has decided to send in a science team with SGA-7 and SGA-12 as cover. The MALP didn't detect any signs of danger, but that didn't mean there was nothing there. The expedition would be on a full hazmat protocol. Pavel wasn't happy about the fact that he'll have to spend six hours in a hazmat suit, but it was better to be safe than sorry.
The movement of Teyla's body lying next to his own had drawn his thoughts from the upcoming mission to their relationship. It was one week since she told him about Aylen and their relationship has changed since then. Pavel couldn't point his finger at it, but it made Teyla's kisses taste sweeter and the feelings during their lovemaking more intense. "Říká se tomu 'Láska' a měl by sis na to zvykat, pitomče" Pavel said to himself as he planted light kisses into Teyla's hair. His only regret in that moment was that he couldn't stay with her a little longer. Pavel will have to go soon – before the people in Atlantis wake up and go to work, but he couldn't go away without saying goodbye.
Pavel could hear Teyla moaning under the touch of his lips. She opened her eyes only seconds later. "Dobré ráno, lásko." The expression in Pavel's face changed into a light smile when he heard her greeting. "Have I said it correctly?"
"You have." Pavel nodded in respect to her. Very few people could learn as much as much of his native language as Teyla did in one week. "You are the best student I've ever had."
Teyla changed the look in her face to the one of curiosity. "Are you serious?"
"Of course I am. The Americans that used to be with us in Afghanistan wanted to learn too, but their interest in Czech language had never grown beyond cursing." That comment made them both smile, but Pavel's face quickly fell back into seriousness. "I'm going on my first mission as a team leader today, Teyla. I have to go now, my love. Before there are too many people in the corridors."
"Be safe, Pavel." Teyla nodded and pulled his head for a loving kiss.
"Don't worry. I'll be back in the afternoon." Pavel returned her kiss and gathered his clothes from the floor.
The gate room was a little crowded with people in the red hazmat suits when Chuck dialed the address to M6A-634, or Belona as the Athosians called it. "Let's put these helmets on, gentlemen." Pavel ordered his men and pressed the button on his radio. "Radio check. Everyone report in." The hazmat suits were airtight and therefore almost soundproof. Pavel wanted to make sure all the radios are operational. The only means of communication will be the radios in their helmets. Fortunately everything was in order and Pavel lead the way through the gate.
Once on the other side, Pavel scanned the immediate area with the Ancient scanner, but it indeed looked like the eight men were the only living things in the area. "Science team, you are clear to move in." The energy in his body he had learned to use as a means of detecting people through walls felt somehow weak and distant – just like during his first meditation one year ago. The sudden change in this part of his perception felt frightening indeed.
"Captain?" The voice of Dr Fuller has torn Pavel from his thoughts and made him concentrate on the task at hand.
Pavel pressed his radio and answered. "What is it, Doctor?"
"I need two of your men to assist my team in setting up a bio-hazard tent."
"Alright, Doctor. Privates Toreno and Mendez, report to the science team leader and follow her instructions." Pavel could clearly hear the reluctance in the voices of the two Marines when they acknowledged the order. Babysitting scientists was one thing, but being ordered around by them was a real hell for every soldier in Atlantis. After taking another look around with both his eyes and the Ancient scanner, Pavel decided to go into the village. "SGA-12, stay here and guard the scientists. Madison, McEnvoy, you're with me. I want to take a look at the village."
The village was only a short walk from the gate and didn't offer a pretty sight. Pavel had already seen a few dead bodies in Afghanistan, but this felt different. There were no blasted edges on the buildings and no wounds on the corpses. Everyone looked as peaceful as if they were only asleep. On that moment, Pavel realized a very strange thing. "Dr. Fuller, have you noticed that the plants and animals are dead as well?"
"No, but now that you mention it..." The biologist had taken a look around to make sure that the plants and animals are in fact dead. "You're right."
"Let's check out that building." Pavel pointed to a wooden building in the center of the village. Entering the building offered pretty much the same picture as the rest of the village to the three men. "Whatever happened hit them all at once and very fast." Pavel commented looking around the large room.
"How do you know, sir?" McEnvoy asked.
Pavel turned around and began his explanation. "Imagine this situation, Corporal: You can see a catastrophe coming at you. What do you do?"
"I take my gun and try to stop it, sir."
"Answered like a real Marine. And now try to imagine yourself as a frightened little civilian without a gun."
"Well... Obviously I try to run, hide, take cover, or something else like that." The Corporal still wasn't sure where Pavel is heading with this.
"Good. As you can see, this was a tavern. You can see two waitresses." Pavel pointed towards two female corpses holding wooden platters in their hands. "There are customers sitting at the tables, eating their food." Both Marines have taken a look around to realize Pavel was right. "And that guy..." Pavel pointed on a man holding something that looked like a coin in his hand. "...has decided that his last action in this life will be to pay for his lunch. These people died very quickly and all at once."
The Ancient scanner in Pavel's hand came to life when they entered the part of the village far from the gate. "Dr. Fuller, we need someone to check out a mysterious reading."
"What kind of reading, Captain?"
"I've said mysterious and that means I don't know. It doesn't look like anything alive." Pavel said to the radio and thought: "Kdybych to věděl, tak bych tě nevolal"
"Alright. I'm sending Dr. Parker to the village entrance. Meet him there."
Pavel could see the young man in the hazmat suit approaching the village when he and his men arrived at the rendezvous point. "Dr. Fuller said you need me to verify some anomalous readings, Captain."
"That's right. Follow us." The three soldiers lead the scientist to the far edge of the village.
Pavel had to hold the scanner in his hand all the time, because the ATA gene therapy didn't work with Dr. Parker. The scientist looked at the little screen and took some equipment from his backpack. "Looks like gamma radiation, Captain. The hazmat suits should protect us completely from this level. We are safe."
"Let's take a look." Pavel ordered and went in the direction of the reading. They found the source of the reading after twenty minutes of walking in the forest. It looked like a shaft running vertically into the ground between the trees. "Is it safe to open the thing?"
"The radiation levels are elevated, but it's nothing our hazmat suits couldn't handle. We're still well within the green, Captain."
"Alright. McEnvoy, check for booby traps." Pavel watched his expert taking a very close look at the hatch.
"It's clear, sir."
"Open it. We'll cover you." Pavel and Madison got into position and aimed their weapons at the hatch. Pavel nodded towards McEnvoy, who opened the hatch.
"I'm no expert, sir, but I don't think these people were just miners." Madison commented when he saw the corpse lying on the bottom of the shaft.
Pavel pointed his flashlight on the body and pressed his radio. "Dr. Fuller, we've found something that looks like a Genii nuclear facility. There is a corpse wearing a Genii uniform and elevated levels of gamma radiation. Dial Atlantis and tell the news. We'll go in and take a look around. If you don't hear from us in one hour, pack your bags and go back to Atlantis." With these words, Pavel stepped on the ladder and went down the shaft. "Radiation?"
"Still good, but let's not stay here for the rest of our shift." Parker answered.
Pavel pressed a few buttons on his watch and asked the scientist. "I'm setting my watch to fifteen minutes. When they beep, we go back. Agreed?"
"Fifteen minutes there and fifteen minutes back – that is acceptable." Parker nodded.
Exploring the facility wasn't hard because it was small. The team has found what everyone would expect on such a base – labs, crew quarters, a small storage room with raw nuclear ore, a bigger storage room with all the necessary materials equipment and a nuclear ore processing facility. The only difference between the people in the underground base and the people in the village was that the people in the base showed the first physical signs of radiation sickness. After ten minutes of exploration, McEnvoy checked what appeared to be the door to the last room in the facility which had the highest radiation level in the entire base. Pavel ordered him to open the door while he and Madison aimed their weapons into the room. They were staring at ten nuclear bombs. "Tap into their system and download as much as you can, Doctor." Pavel said to the scientist and watched him go to a Genii computer terminal in the room, unpack his data pad and connect it to the terminal. The work was done just before Pavel's watch beeped. "Let's get back to the surface."
They had thirty minutes left in their shift when Pavel decided to ask Dr. Fuller about her findings. "So far we have found nothing, Captain, and I mean literally nothing. The soil samples are totally clean; some of the bodies have been exposed to a slight level of radiation, but nothing dangerous. The bodies have been lying here for about a week, but they're not decaying. Something has even killed the bacteria both in the bodies and in the ground. This planet has been wiped so completely, it's giving me the creeps."
"Thank you, Doctor." Pavel didn't admit it, but this place was giving him the creeps as well. The whole radiation thing lead into a dead end. There was not enough of it to merit even light radiation sickness, let alone a disaster of this magnitude.
The new shift of scientists and soldiers arrived on time. The space around the planet's Stargate was turned into one big biohazard tent. Pavel explained the situation to Lieutenant Burton and wished him good luck before taking his men into the tent, where they were subjected to a disinfecting shower and before going back to Atlantis.
Pavel took his helmet down the moment he stepped though the event horizon. The clothes he had worn underneath the hazmat suit were completely soaked through with sweat – if he took the suit off, he'd look like he was taking a shower in his clothes. One of the technicians checked Pavel's team with a Geiger counter and allowed them to go to the hazardous cleaning facility where they would leave their equipment and hazmat suits for cleaning. Normally they would also be thrown into quarantine, but that was no longer required, since the city had its own automatic lock-down protocol. After taking the hazmat suit down, Pavel turned to his men for the last time on that day. "Alright gentlemen. Go to your quarters and take a shower – that's an order! I don't want anyone to say that SGA-7 stinks!" It was an order his team obeyed gladly.
After spending half an hour in the shower trying to get the smell of the hazmat suit out of his skin, Pavel got dressed and went to the mess to eat something. Once he returned to his quarters, Pavel sat down at the desk and turned his computer on. Then he called up the standard mission report form, made a copy on his hard drive and began filling it. Pavel got caught in the paperwork so completely, he didn't even hear the sound of the door sliding open, but the touch of hands on his shoulders and lips on his ear took his mind off the paperwork. "You have missed dinner, my love." Teyla whispered into Pavel's ear and resumed her kissing on his neck.
Pavel looked at his watch and realized Teyla was right. "I'm sorry, Teyla. I got caught up in the paperwork." He could feel her hand slowly making their way down his chest and stomach. "Teyla, I'm tired. I don't think I'd be of much use to you tonight. And I have to finish this report."
Teyla didn't care about his excuses. She wouldn't take no for an answer. Her hand kept going lower on Pavel's body until it reached his already growing cock. "Your body says otherwise. It would not be nice of you to ignore its needs..." Teyla whispered into his right ear and moved her head to whisper into his left ear. "... And it would be unwise of you to ignore my needs for that matter." With these words, Teyla went around the chair, sat down on Pavel's lap and gave her lover a passionate kiss.
Pavel felt his body waking up under Teyla's care. He wrapped his left hand around her waist and slipped the right hand into her hair. The touch of her hair around his fingers made his fatigue go away, replacing it with arousal.
Teyla could feel the change in the way Pavel kissed her and smiled to herself. She will get what she wanted and Pavel will gladly give it to her. She slid her hands to the zipper on his jacket took it off. Pavel's shirt followed the jacket only moments later. Teyla wasn't her usual patient self and Pavel could clearly feel it in the way she took his clothes off. It made him want her even more. Pavel took Teyla's body under her butt, got off the chair and sat her down on his desk, praying she will not lose her balance and destroy the computer there. Then he moved his hands to untie her top that ended carelessly thrown on the floor only seconds later.
Now it was time for Teyla to take charge once more. She got off the desk and slowly pushed Pavel towards the bed, her lips never leaving his. Teyla already had Pavel's quarters memorized to the last detail. She knew exactly when to push him a little harder, so he would fall right into his bed.
Pavel was quite amazed when he felt the soft bed underneath him instead of the hard floor, but these thoughts quickly disappeared when he saw Teyla slipping her fingers under his the hem of his pants. Pavel arched his back to assist in her efforts and before he knew it he was lying naked on his bed. His instinctive reaction was to sit up on the bed, kiss Teyla's bare stomach and try to undo her pants. His skill in this activity has rapidly improved in the last few days and now he could do it with his eyes closed.
The laces on Teyla's pants were finally undone and the useless cloth fell down on the floor. Pavel pulled Teyla in for another deep passionate kiss and felt her climbing on the bed, positioning herself right on top of him. After a minute of teasing Pavel with her movements and evading his attempts of entering her, Teyla reached between their naked bodies, placed Pavel's hard cock against her wet entrance and slowly eased onto him.
Pavel wanted her to move, but Teyla didn't allow it. She enjoyed the feeling of being full of him and did only light work with her inner muscles that drove Pavel insane. He wanted this to be over – to give them both the release they were craving, but Teyla wouldn't allow him. Not tonight. Tonight, she would have her revenge for all the times he had done this to her. She would drive him crazy with arousal, bring him on the verge of his climax and then take it all away – everything to make him feel what she feels every time he takes charge and he will love her for it just as much as she loves him for it.
Teyla placed her hands on Pavel's shoulders and pushed him so that he would lie down on the bed. She placed most of her weight on his shoulders, rendering her lover unable to move. The look in Teyla's face has slowly changed to a look of a passionate huntress and Pavel was her prey. Slowly, painfully slowly, Teyla began to move up and down on Pavel's cock. She could feel her own arousal slowly undermining her will to tease Pavel, making her move faster and faster. Pavel would normally help Teyla reach her climax faster by teasing her clitoris, but he wouldn't do that now. He could see Teyla wanted to do everything herself tonight. He didn't help her in any way. He merely enjoyed the how the look of a predator in Teyla's face slowly twisted itself into a look of arousal.
Teyla knew she would soon loose her self control and she decided for a solution that would be most cruel and most arousing at the same time. She brought both herself and her lover to the verge of climax and then ceased all movement. Teyla relaxed all muscles in her body in an effort to place as much weight on Pavel's body as possible. She knew they would both come if either of them made even the slightest move. Teyla felt her body burn with desire for the coming climax she just denied herself and wondered who was more tortured by the sensations.
After several minutes that felt like hours, Teyla finally managed to get herself under control and felt that Pavel's cock in her body stopped throbbing. She smiled to herself and began moving again, but in a different way. She moved her body forwards and backwards on Pavel's stomach, stretching her inner muscles with every move. Within a few seconds, Pavel had wet slop of Teyla's juices on his stomach.
The waves of arousal have come back to them faster and stronger this time. Teyla found herself unable to stop her movement and fully gave in to the sensations exploding from between her thighs into her entire body. Pavel could feel the cramps of Teyla's inner muscles and quickly pulled his beloved into a kiss, in which her loud cries of pleasure sunk.
When Teyla's body released itself from the grip of the orgasm, Pavel tried to get up and finish the paperwork, only to hear his lover say "Do not leave me, my love. Please..." It had taken her a few moments before she could say more "... cuddle me."
Pavel looked her in the eyes and put a gentle smile on his face. "I never intended to leave you, sweetheart." He covered Teyla's body in his blanket and took her in his arms. Then he carried Teyla to the chair, put her on her two feet and supported her weight with his hands while sitting himself down. The final part of the delicate operation was to sit Teyla down on his lap. Once that was done, Teyla wrapped her arms around Pavel's body while he wrapped both their bodies in the blanket. Pavel held the body of his lover with his left hand and typed the report about today's mission with the right.
At last the report was finished and Pavel sent it via e-mail to Colonel Sheppard. They would go over it the next day. Pavel then moved his head to look into Teyla's sleeping face. She looked so calm and peaceful. Pavel took her body as gently as he could; taking extra care to make sure none of the kinetic bumps his walk produced reached her, and laid her on the bed. Two weeks ago, Teyla would wake up at the slightest sound or movement, but sleeping in one bed with Pavel made her feel safe and warm, assuring a deep and calm sleep.
"Jako Šípková Růženka." Pavel remembered the fairytale about the princess, who slept for a hundred years until a prince woke her up with a kiss. He would be the prince, but not now. He would wake her up in the morning unless she woke him up first.
The black room he found himself in was familiar to Pavel. It took him only moments to remember. "Ashla? Bogan? Are you here?" Pavel called out only to hear the echo of his voice returning his question to him.
"My brother has decided to not show himself this time."
Pavel turned around and saw Ashla's beautiful glowing face. "What do you want now?"
"We have shown you the place where she had been. You call it 'M6A-634'. The life there did not die from radiation, gas, poison or disease. She killed everything there to sustain herself. You had to see it with your own two eyes. Otherwise you would not believe." Answered the woman's soothing voice.
Pavel approached her and looked her in the eyes. "Ashla, you have to tell me. Who is she? And where can we find her? My people have a lot of firepower. We can stop her before she kills someone else."
Ashla returned Pavel's look and sighed. "You have not been listening the last time. This is not a battle that can be fought with weapons or martial might. If you lead warriors into a battle with her, she will destroy them, just like she destroyed countless others."
"There must be something we can do to stop her."
"There is. You are the something that can stop her. My brother and I will do our best to guide you and prepare you, but in doing so, we will have to cause you great pain and turn you into her. The choice will ultimately be yours. Once you are ready, we will have no way to guide you further. I am sorry we are doing this to you, but you are too rare and we cannot afford to pass this opportunity."
Pavel began to be a little angry with Ashla. She gave him just as many straight answers as an ascended Ancient would. "Look, just give me some answer or go away! You're not helping here!"
"You are not ready to hear them. Not yet. If I told you now, you would not believe. I can promise you this: Your life will answer all your questions."
Pavel could see and hear the sincerity in her speech and wondered what happened to him. Normally he would never believe someone, who says such things, but there was something about Ashla and Bogan that Pavel sense he could believe them. "I have one more question: What if I fail?"
Ashla thought a little before answering. "We have found only very few people like you in this galaxy. All of them have failed. If you fail we will have to wait for another like you, but by the time that person appears, it might be too late. If she is not stopped, all life everywhere will die."
"No pressure, eh?" Pavel remarked.
"I have one more thing: You must not tell anyone about our meetings. Not even Teyla."
Ashla's last statement attracted Pavel's attention "How do you know about her?"
"We know everything that can be known, both in the past and in the future."
"You know her destiny?"
"Yes, but that is another question your life will answer to you." Ashla said before taking a step back and disappearing in the blackness of the room.
AN:
Kde to jsem? - Where am I?
Tak ty chceš, abych byl drsnej? - So you want me to play rough?
všelék - all-treating medicine
Haló? - Hello?
Je tu někdo? - Is anyone here?
Jsi nádherná, lásko. - You are wonderful, my love.
Říká se tomu 'Láska' a měl by sis na to zvykat, pitomče. - It's called 'Love' and you should get used to it, you moron.
Dobré ráno, lásko. - Good morning, my love.
Kdybych to věděl, tak bych tě nevolal. - If I knew, I wouldn't call you in the first place.
Jako Šípková Růženka. - Just like Šípková Růženka.