Title: The Mating Instinct
Date: 25th June 2007
Author: Kazavid
Chapter: 6 / 6
Rating: M
Pairing: John Sheppard / OFC Alexandra (from Doppelgänger)
Archiving: None
Warnings: Sexual Content
Spoilers: None
Feedback: Yes
Disclaimer:Stargate Atlantis and it's character do not belong to me.
Summary: Can Alex cope with Sheppard's darker side, when he can't control his passion for her.
A/N: This is a one-off story written for Debby, who wants to see a slightly out of control Sheppard.
THE MATING INSTINCT
CHAPTER 6
John ran in to McKay's lab, causing McKay to turn sharply and glare at him.
"What the hell are you doing." McKay asked, watching John duck behind the wall by the door.
"Shush." John told him.
"Shush! You're shushing me, this happens to be my lab and I will not shush. " McKay told him, loudly. "And what are you doing anyway?" he asked.
"Keep quiet." John said a little louder, grimacing as McKay's voice suddenly went up a pitch.
"You want quiet, I suggest you go..." he didn't get to finish his sentence, as the door of the lab suddenly opened, and Alex stood in the doorway. McKay gulped at the angry look she threw him.
"McKay, have you seen John?" she asked him. McKay stared at her, lifted his hand, and pointed his finger towards John.
"Thanks McKay, I'll do the same for you one day." John said sarcastically. He quickly moved further around the lab, keeping his distance from her.
"Come on Alex, I'm sorry for whatever I did." he said,trying to apologize, he was moving around the benches, keeping away from her as she tried to get closer to him.
"You couldn't leave it at once, could you." she shouted, her anger still raging. "You just had to show how much of a Stud you are by doing it five times." she screamed at him, she glared at him as he kept the distance between them.
McKay was agog listening to the conversation, that was until Alex picked up an object from one of the benches and threw it at John. When she picked something else up...
"Hey put that..." McKay went to tell her to put it down, but thought better of it when she turned to look at him with a manic look on her face, "Never mind." he said, flinching, as she threw the object at John, who just managed to duck out of the way. McKay was getting more agitated as he watched Alex slowly destroying his lab, he turned to look at John.
"This is all your fault." he shouted at him.
"Mine? Why does everyone keep blaming me." he shouted, ducking as a glass beaker shot over his head and hit the wall.
"If you hadn't run in here, she never would have come in." McKay told him.
When Alex picked up McKay's laptop, he quickly snatched it back, then he ran for the door.
"I'll come back when you've finished." he shouted nervously, threatening to make Sheppard pay for it.
Alex grabbed anything that wasn't nailed down and threw it, she wasn't even aiming any more, just throwing whatever her hand got hold of. It was the satisfying sound of things breaking and smashing that kept her going.
"If I get pregnant, I'm going to kill you." Alex shouted, she picked up a glass beaker and it suddenly broke in her hand before she had a chance to throw it.
"Ouch!" she yelped, dropping the broken glass and staring at the blood welling in her hand. She didn't know if it was the sight of the blood, but she suddenly had no fight left in her. She had her back to John, so he couldn't see what was going on.
He wondered if she'd managed to calm down after breaking most of the stuff in McKay's lab. Maybe she'd vented all her anger, then again, maybe he should give her a few more hours, just to be on the safe side. Then he heard her sniffling, crying wasn't one of Alex's traits, so he knew she wasn't acting.
"Alex?" he said quietly, still a little wary, of what she might do. He hadn't see Alex cry much, she wasn't the type.
"Go away." she told him, her voice muffled as she kept her back to him.
He stood behind her and rubbed his hand over her back. An image suddenly flashed in his mind, of him pressing his hand on her back while he... the image was gone before he could hold on to it.
"Alex, look at me" he said, lowering his head down to kiss the back of her neck. He didn't like hearing her cry, he wasn't used to Alex hurting like this. Her anger he could take, but crying, he wasn't used to that.
When she did turn around, he groaned at her tear stained cheeks, then he saw the blood in her hand.
"Damn, what did you do?" he grabbed a bunch of paper towel off the desk and started wiping the blood off her hand. The cut wasn't that deep so he wrapped more paper towel around it. She was still crying, so he pulled her closer to him.
"Are you crying because of what I did to you. Or because of something else?" he asked, wishing he could remember what he'd done.
"I don't want to be pregnant. I don't think I could cope with it." she whispered, ever since Beckett had told her there was a high chance that she'd get pregnant, that's all she'd been thinking about.
"If you are pregnant, you won't be alone. I'll be with you." he told her, pulling back so he could look at her face.
"I don't think I'd be very good at looking after a baby." she admitted, feeling slightly inadequate.
"Everyone feels like that." he said, brushing the hair from her face.
He had an image flash in his mind of running his hands through her hair and kissing her, over and over, her arms pulled up and tied to an iron gate. He winced as a sharp pain lanced through his head, the image vanished.
"Are you alright?" Alex asked, noticing his pained expression.
"Yeah, I'll be fine, just getting a bit of a headache, I think." he remembered Beckett mentioning something about having a headache when his memory returned.
Alex wasn't in the mood to fight any more, most of her anger had been vented in destroying McKay's lab. She looked around at the mess and gave a little shiver, she'd really be in McKay's bad books now after doing this.
"Come on, I need some fresh air." he lead her out of McKay's lab and around to one of the balconies.
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"You sure you're alright?" he kept rubbing his hand against his head all the time.
"I'm fine." he told her. "What about you, still feel like killing me?" he asked not missing the fact that she'd stopped crying.
"I'll wait till the tests are in before I answer that one." Alex told him, leaning forward she kissed him.
He pulled her closer and pressed his face against the curve of her neck and shoulder. All of a sudden she felt his whole body tense, his arms, which were wrapped around her waist, tightened, till he was almost crushing the breath from her.
"John..." she gasped, as his hold tightened even further. He was pushing his face down on her shoulder and she winced as her painfully bruised shoulder protested at the pressure. He started leaning heavily against her, then she heard a moan of pain.
"John, what's wrong?" she asked, but he didn't answer. He was getting too heavy to hold up. She maneuvered him towards the bench that was against the balcony wall, pushing him back till he sat on it. He bent over and held his head in his hands, she could hear low moans and groans coming from him.
"John, tell me what's wrong?" she asked again.
"Feel dizzy...headache..." he groaned.
"I'll get Beckett." he grabbed her arm, stopping her from moving.
"No, I don't need Beckett." he told her harshly, his face contorted in pain.
"Of course you need Beckett..." she said, but he cut her off.
"There's nothing he can do." he told her, grimacing as another searing pain lanced through his head.
"How do you know?" she sat beside him.
"He said I'd..." he broke off, and rubbed one of his hands against his head, as the pain throbbed, "He said, I'd get a headache..." he hesitated before he finished and glanced at her, "...when I started to remember." he saw her eyes close.
"So you're remembering what happened?" she asked him.
"I suppose, but it's still only the odd image." he admitted, bending over and holding his head.
"If you keep sitting forward like that, you'll end up on the floor, especially if you're dizzy." Alex told him, she moved back to rest her back against the wall. "Here, lie back." she told him, pulling him back till he was lying down with his head cradled in her lap.
He was doing a lot of groaning and grimacing, and he seemed to be in a lot of pain. So Alex started stroking her hand across his forehead and face, hoping she could help to ease some of the pain he was feeling.
"You're sure Beckett can't give you something?" she asked as he turn on to his side until he was facing her. He pressed his forehead against her stomach.
"No...nothing he can do." he murmured, he didn't want to take any of the pills Beckett had mentioned.
Alex threaded her fingers in his hair and stroked the side of his face. It was comforting and soothing, and he even managed to fall asleep.
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When he awoke later his headache didn't seem to be as bad. There was no stabbing pain, just a steady throbbing in his temple.
"Do you feel alright?" Alex asked him.
"Yeah, a little better." he said, sitting up. Bad mistake he realised when the dizziness swamped him. He immediately laid back down.
He groaned, as a multitude of images hit him at once, causing a lot of pain. His mind played over scenes in fast forward mode and he found himself overwhelmed by the images. He couldn't believe what he'd done, or how persistent he'd been. He moaned a few times and Alex assumed it was because he was in pain, which he was, but the moans where mostly caused by the images he was remembering and not pain.
He couldn't just lie here, so he attempted to sit up again. This time the dizziness wasn't as bad. He stood up and moved over to the low wall of the balcony and looked across the water. Alex came to stand beside him.
"You shouldn't be standing up if you're still dizzy." she warned.
"I'm not as dizzy now." he said, wondering, how on earth he could even think about asking her to forgive him, after what he'd done. But he needed to ask, needed to find out.
"You know how much I love you, and that I'd never do anything to deliberately hurt you." He said, turning around so that he was looking straight at her. She could see the pain in his eyes, she wasn't sure if it was the headache or something else causing it.
"Yes, and I love you too, despite all the threats I made." she told him.
She moved closer and linked her arms around his waist. He leaned back against the wall, loosely draping his arms around her back.
"Well, I, want to say sorry for everything I did. Sorry, I made love to you when you didn't want to. Sorry, for tying you up and hurting you... oh god... please... tell me I didn't hurt you... ." he cried, pressing his face against the side of her head.
"No, you didn't hurt me." she said, kissing him back. Trying to allay his fear that he'd hurt her.
"You're just saying that." he said, "I know that last time, when I tied you up, that I hurt you. But I was too pigheaded at the time to stop." he whispered, pulling back to look in her eyes. "Did I cause any problems... when I... ?" he asked, trailing off before he finished, watchign for her answer.
"No, not much." she finally admitted.
"What do you mean 'not much'?" he wanted to know.
"I'm just a bit tender, that's all." she said dismissing it.
"Maybe I should just give you a gun, and you could shoot me now." he said harshly.
"Now why would I shoot you, I love you." she said leaning her head on his shoulder.
"I don't deserve you." he said pulling her even closer. "Have I told you how much I love you, today." he whispered against her ear.
"At least, once or twice."
"Well I'll say it again, I love you."
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Later, in John's room, Alex rested her head on his chest as they laid on the bed.
"I still can't believe how strong the urge to bite you was." he told her, he'd lost count of how many times he'd bitten her.
"I did bite you back." she told him.
"Yeah, once or twice." he said dryly, hugging her close. He wanted to ask her something but wasn't sure if he should. Finally he just went for it.
"So if you do get pregnant, what do you want to do about it."
Alex sighed, "If I am, then I suppose I'd keep it."
"You're sure, I mean there are other options."
"I couldn't do that."
Knowing she felt like that pleased him.
"I'll be with you, you won't be on your own." he said, kissing the top of her head.
He nudged her back till she was flat on her back. He pulled her t-shirt up and started stroking his hand over her stomach, pressing his face against her skin and kissing it.
"What are you doing?" she asked, curiously.
He lifted his head up and looked at her. "I'm just checking out where my baby will be growing, if you are pregnant." he told her. Then got back to what he was doing before.
"Your baby?" she remarked dryly.
"Yes, my baby." he stated possessively.
"I don't think anyone would dispute that claim. Not after the amount of effort you put in trying to produce it." she laughed, then moaned as she felt his tongue stroking across her skin.
He finally left her stomach alone and got back to just holding her in his arms.
"So if you are pregnant, what do you think we should call it." John asked her.
"Names already! We don't even know if I'm pregnant yet." she laughed.
"Never hurts to be prepared." he said, as he began suggesting names.
"How about SGA-sweetheart, because she'll definitely be one of those." he said kissing her.
"Nice, but what about, EmSyd, it's unusual but nice." Alex suggested, playing along.
"Maybe we should call it Aaunty Pasta, because you so love eating pasta, it'll probably be the only thing you do eat."
"Fine, I'll call it Sheppardster after it's father, let's just hope it doesn't have his knack for getting in to trouble." she said pouting at him.
"Yeah, how about, Elaine, I have a cousin called that. Or maybe, MCPO117 after the planet where the baby was conceived." John said, grinning wickedly.
"Now you're getting inventive. We'll call it Maggie Sheppard after my cousin, or how about KTarra, the name of the Temple where you tied me up." she said, mockingly.
"That's a possibility. What about this one, mydaysrgreen, because they will be if you're pregnant." he joked. Yelping when she punched him in the arm.
"I like Cassandra Jean, she could be called, CJ, or Cassie." Alex said, watching his eyes darken.
"I've got one, HeavenlyKitten, because she'd certainly be heavenly. And if she's anything like her mother, she'd certainly have some kind of cat in her." he laughed as Alex showed him her claws.
"My turn, HollyMariel, or Ella Rae, the names of two of my friends back in area 51." Alex said smiling smugly.
"How about Aria DeLoncray or Aisuhana, elegant names for an elegant baby." John said, leaning in for another kiss.
"This is a good one, dynamique26, because the date was the 26th and you were certainly dynamic on the planet."
"I wouldn't say dynamic, more like pigheaded." he said cringing.
"Definitely pigheaded." Alex agreed with him. "Alright here's another two, cynsk, or Elfvamp1-13-97." she said mysteriously.
"What's the meaning of those names?" he asked puzzled.
"Ah, It's a secret, maybe I'll tell you one day."
"Fine if that's how you want to play it, yellou or Sage360. And don't ask what they mean, because I'm not telling you." he told her smugly.
"Right then, kirt, Cillyme or Deb1." Alex threw out.
"Why Deb1?" John asked.
"Because it would be the first Deb in the family." she explained sighing at his lack of understanding.
"OK then, Yokukuri, just for something different, or Belgiumgirl, for the amount of Belgian chocolate you have stashed away in the draw." he said laughing.
"I hope you haven't been eating it, I don't have much of it left." she warned him.
"Me, now would I do that." he said, hoping she didn't get up and check.
"Maybe we should just call it The NaggingCube and be done with it." Alex said looking at him.
"Are you trying to say I nag you." he asked
"Hey I never said that, but if you think it fits." Alex laughed at the scowl he threw her.
"I think Lucid Lady, because you are so logical and so much a Lady." he said with a straight face.
"Is that a play on words. Are you trying to say I'm not a Lady, or that I'm not clear headed." Alex asked, slightly confused.
He didn't answer, he just kissed her, and pulled her closer. He was really getting in to the mood, beginning to like the idea that Alex could be pregnant.
"This is the last one, we'll call it McKay, and let Rodney deal the consequences." Alex suggested.
John looked at her like she'd lost her marbles and then burst out laughing. Then he proceeded to kiss her senseless.
"I know I probably shouldn't ask this but, do you think you could forgive me for what I did?" he asked.
"Yes, I forgive you. But I still want some payback." she told him.
"When you say 'payback' what exactly do you mean?" he asked her warily. Wondering what she was up to.
"Payback, you know, some revenge, some retribution, for what you did." she said innocently.
"You just said you forgave me." he said warily.
"And I do, but I still want some payback." she told him.
"Alex, what are you planning?" he asked, but she didn't say anything she just smiled at him.
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Two Weeks Later
Alex got confirmation that she wasn't pregnant. Which was a relief, because she hadn't felt ready to have a baby just yet. Although she wasn't so sure about John, he seemed a bit put out when she told him that she wasn't going to have a baby. For the whole two weeks he hadn't once pressed her to make love, which Alex knew was down to him feeling guilty that he'd hurt her.
Well Alex was getting a little frustrated, so she decided it was time for payback.
John was dreaming about when he was on the planet with Alex. About the time he woke up to find himself in restraints. How he had fought against the restraints, pulling and tugging his hands to try and free himself. He moaned when the restraints seem to tighten on his wrists.
He suddenly opened his eyes and realised that he can't move his arms, which are stretched out over his head. He looked up and saw that he was tied to the bed with his belt. He cursed and started pulling and yanking at the belt. His breathing became harsh as he exerted himself to no avail.
"Alex, take this damn belt off me. NOW!" he shouted looking around. She doesn't come running.
He can hear the shower running, damn it, what does she think she's doing.
"Damn it Alex, this is not funny, now take this thing of me." he shouted again, a little more angrier than before.
"What's the matter, don't you like it?" Alex asked as she walked in to the bedroom.
She didn't have a stitch of clothing on. All she had was a towel which she used to rub across her wet hair. When she finished with her hair she started using it to rub droplets of water from her body. He swallowed as his throat suddenly went dry. He closely watched every movement she made.
"No, I don't like it, now untie me." he told her, his voice catching as he continued to watch her rub the towel over her naked body.
"I don't think so. It's payback time." she said smiling at him.
"I wasn't in control of myself when I tied you up."
"No, I wouldn't actually say I was in control of myself either, right now."
She walked closer to the bed, all the time rubbing the towel over her damp skin, she knew her actions were turning him on. When she reached the edge of the bed she looked down at him, he was naked but for the sheet draped over his lower torso.
His body reacted to her nakedness and the visual stimulation she provided.
"Come on Alex, untie me." he asked huskily, tugging on the belt.
"No." she sat down beside him.
"Why not?" he asked, cautiously.
"Because this way I can do what I want to." she told him.
He groaned and closed his eyes, he remembers he's heard this conversation before, when he'd tied her up.
He was wary, he wasn't sure what she planned to do, he imagined she'd do the same thing he'd done to her, but with Alex, he couldn't be sure.
Alex reached her hand out to his chest, with his arms pulled up and tied, his chest muscles were tense and defined. She ran her hand across the sprinkling of hair on his chest, just letting her palm lightly skim over his muscles. She watched as he trembled and moaned, then closed his eyes as he fought against the need to reach out and touch.
"Want me?" Alex asked, pressing her hand firmly against his chest she slowly started to stroke it down his body.
"Untie my hands and I'll show you." he told her, his breathing becoming harsh. Her fingers suddenly stopped just as she reached his groin.
"I told you, payback time." she said, smiling wickedly at him.
"At least when I tied you up, I didn't torture you." he moaned as her hand very lightly skimmed over his arousal.
"You consider this torture, would you like me to stop?" she asked, pulling her hand away from him.
"Yes, no... God... No, don't stop." he rasped. All he wanted to do was grab hold of her, touch her wherever, and whenever, he wanted to, but being tied, he couldn't.
Her hand moved back to where it was before, this time giving more firmer contact to his aroused body. Her touches and caresses had him trembling beneath her hands, he doesn't know how much more of this he can take.
"You like that?" she asked, he groaned as he remembered asking her the same question.
Alex dropped the towel and pulled the sheet off him. He watched as she sat astride his hips and leaned down to kiss him. She didn't kiss him long enough, he wanted more.
"Do you want me?" she asked, lifting her head up slightly so that she could look at him.
"What do you think." he moaned as she rotated her hips down on him.
"Say yes!" she told him, pressing her bottom down on his erection.
"Yes... yes... yes..." he kept repeating, until she finally stopped him talking by kissing him.
She started kissing down his body, and he found it very frustrating not being unable to do what he wanted. She took her sweet time in sensually torturing him, using her mouth and tongue until she had him pleading with her to untie him.
"Come on Alex I'm in agony here." he moaned as she continued to tease him.
Finally she took hold of his erection and positioned herself over him, slowly she sank down, sheathing him. He bucked his hips up, gasping at the feel of her muscles, as they tightened around him. He hasn't made love to her for two weeks, and his senses, the ones he's able to use that is, are highly sensitive.
When she started to move, pulling her hips up and dropping down, he bit his lip. Her muscles tightened, caressingly, along the lenght of his shaft. As Alex pushed her body down on him, he started thrusting his hips up. He saw by the look in her eyes that she's close to losing it, hell, just watching Alex is making him almost lose it. She's driving him crazy, and he can't do anything about it.
He would love to run his fingers through her hair, be able to pull her down and kiss her senseless. Or flip her over and drive his body in to her, but, with his hands tied that was impossible. And no matter how much he begged or pleaded with her she wouldn't untie him.
He's just on the edge, just about to let go when she stopped her movements.
"Oh god, don't stop... keep going." he moaned, his body throbbed intensely. He's just on the edge. "Alex... what are you doing?" he asked, pushing his hips up against her.
"I want it to last longer." she said, gasping as he bucked his hips up, stretching her.
"It's been two weeks, I'm not gonna last very long. Let's leave longer, till later." he growled, frustrated. "Now kiss me... "
"Demanding prisoner, aren't you." she said leaning down to kiss him. She took her time, lightly kissing his mouth and pulling away as he pressed for harder contact.
"Stop teasing... " he moaned. She parted her lips and stroked her tongue inside his mouth, pulling back before he got a chance to respond. She moved her lips across his cheek towards his ear, where she swirled her tongue inside his ear before using her teeth to nibble on his earlobe.
Alex started to lift her hips, rising and falling on him sharply. Her body contoured and clenched on him as he filled her completely. He met each of her downward thrusts with an upward thrust of his own. Alex began to moan and whimper at the powerful thrusts. He increased the thrusts until he was bucking so hard and fast that Alex couldn't do anything but try to keep up with him. His rhythm faltered, his back arched, and she felt the pulse and throb of his release as he came inside her. His jerky thrusts continued until Alex felt herself spinning out of control. She fell forward on to his chest, closing her eyes in utter pleasure.
When John came to his senses it was to find Alex draped across him, her breathing ragged.
"Alex, untie me." he whispered, tugging on the belt.
"I'm not finished yet." she murmured sleepily against his chest.
"Alex!" he growled, desperate to get his hands free.
"Spoilsport." she told him leaning up over his face to untie the belt.
One of her breasts was right in front of his face, and he couldn't stop himself from kissing it. As soon as his hand was free he grabbed her other breast and began stroking and caressing.
"If you keep doing that I won't be able to untie your other wrist." she told him. He reluctantly stopped what he was doing, until his other hand was free. Then he reversed their positions, his eyes glinting with frustration and desire as he looked down at her.
"Now I'll show you how much I want you..." he growled, pressing his mouth over hers, kissing her, pushing his tongue inside her mouth to stroke against hers...
THE END...
A/N– I'd like to thank everyone who took the time to read the story, and I hope you liked it. And for everyone who left a review, or has a favourite story, or placed an alert, I hope you enjoyed the little scene about picking a baby name. I think I got everyone's name in there, so a special thanks to everyone who's left a review for the stories.
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