AN- After reading the reviews from the previous chapter (which I thank you greatly for) I realised I dropped the ball in one of the ficlets. I never actually stated what was in the bag did I *faceplam*. So to make up for that I tried to write an add-on. The problem was my little add on ended up turning into this. So firstly I do apologise for missing out the whole point of one of the prompts, and second I want to apologise for the fact this went way over anything I have posted yet. I hope when you read it you stick with it and I promise to A) keep on point with the actually meaning of the prompt and B) keep them a lot shorter than this. So after my very long winded AN on with the story.
"What's in the bag and why are you hiding it here?" Part two.
When John woke he was a little disorientated, he was sure he had fallen asleep with Elizabeth in his arms. Looking around he couldn't find any proof she had been there. Then he spotted it, a small post-it type note stuck on the cover of his book. Rubbing his eyes, he rolled onto his side and was instantly greeted with the smell of oranges and a slight linger of vanilla. Yes, she had definitely been there when he fell asleep. Reaching over for the small piece of paper he buried his face deeper into the pillow, Elizabeth's shampoo and perfume overpowering his senses. Grabbing the note he rolled back over to look up at the ceiling. Bring the note up in front of him he smiled at the writing, running his finger over the small note. Lying with a silly grin on his face he read the note twice just to make sure he had got it right.
"John, when I woke you looked so cute and peaceful, I didn't have the heart to wake you. I had work to do so I left you asleep. Unless there is impending doom, gloom or wraith attack then I am planning on being down by 19:00hrs. I should be free by say 19:30hrs if you want to swing by my quarters. Love E, XXX"
He could most definitely swing by her quarters at 19:30hrs. He loved the fact she used twenty-four-hour clocks in her notes and messages to him. His military training had drummed it into him, but she was civilian so could use a twelve-hour clock if she wanted. Placing the note back on his book, he looked at his watch and saw he still had three hours till she even finished. Getting off his bed he stood and stretched his arms to the sky, his muscles stretching and waking fully. Looking down at his now crumpled t-shirt and creased jeans he thought briefly about get changed. Walking to his closet he concluded his t-shirt could be changed but his jeans were good for now. Pulling off his rumpled one he grabbed the first thing his hands landed on. It turned out to be a shirt which happened to be already buttoned up. Buttons were too much effort so he normally just pulled them over his head to save on the whole doing them. When he was satisfied he was at least presentable he gave his hair its usual ruffle and went to leave his quarters.
He was halfway to the door when he remembered something. Turning back around he walked to the bed and lifted the covers so he could see underneath the bed. He knew she would have remembered, but he checked anyway. Sure enough the bag was gone, never mind. She did say he might get to find out later what was in the bag if he was good of course. Well, he had been good by his standards so there was hope. Dropping the covers he made his way back to the door and left his quarters.
He had been wondering around with no actual destination in mind when he found himself in the commissary. Well, since he was there he could do with some food. Taking a tray, he got a bottle of water and his customary turkey sandwich. He debated between cake and fruit for dessert, deciding his sweet tooth outweighed his health tooth. Looking around for somewhere to sit he saw Ronan and Teyla sitting near the window. Making his way to sit with his friends he couldn't help smile, his friends and sparring partners were back.
"Hey guys, glad you're both back." Giving them both a genuine smile to show he meant what he said.
"It is good to be back. How are you holding up? Stuck planetside can't not be all that fun." Teyla inquired as she picked at her salad.
"I am not gonna lie, it sucks. I suppose I get to spend more time with Eli..." But stopped when he released what he was about to say.
Their relationship was not a secret, but he wasn't a one for sharing personal details. Picking his sandwich up he took a bite, not only to give his mouth something to do but so he didn't have to see the smug grins on his friends faces at his near confession. They were all silent for a few minutes as they ate till John got bored with the quite. A conversation about their time off world was safe so he asked them both about what he had been missing. After nearly an hour of catching up with the antics of his friends when he wasn't there to supervise them, they all ended up laughing. Between plants that sounded very similar to venomous flytraps and a slide down a muddy slope head first, he could now definitely say he was missing being out there with his team. When the conversation drew to a close John decided to try his luck.
"So who's going to spar with me now? You guys do owe me spending so much time away and leaving me here bored." John asked hopefully as he looked at Teyla first then Ronan.
"You know how to make a guy feel guilty. Come on then Sheppard, I am sure I can beat you ass before I turn in for the evening." Ronan chuckled as he stood from the table and looked at John.
"Yes," he called triumphant, finally able to do something. "Caught you later Teyla," John called over his shoulder as he strode through the commissary after Ronan.
When they reached the training gym after grabbing John's bag from his room, John quickly got changed. He was dying to do some exercise. Ronan eyed up the bandage that still covered his arm and looked at John as they circled each other on the training mats.
"It's fine, docs just being cautious. Probably because it's me, and the fact Elizabeth will kick ass if it doesn't heal right. " both men laughing at they knew Elizabeth would not be impressed if he wasn't up and out there soon.
After only three minutes, John found himself eating mat. He was so out of practise he wasn't surprised. What didn't help was the smug look on Ronan's face. Getting back up he shook himself off and started to circle the room again. Ronan mimicked his movements, both their sparring sticks swirling through the air as they moved. John took the first swiped but was easily blocked by Ronan. After several more swipes John found he was flat on his back with Ronan kneeling beside him, a sparring stick across his throat. Ronan couldn't keep the smug grin off his face as he moved and offered John his hand.
After more than an hour of sparring, John had to say he spent more of his time on the floor than actually sparring. He was so going to have to get more training in, his muscles ached from lack of use. After replacing the sparring sticks, John turned to thank Ronan before grabbing his bag to head for a shower. As he reached for his bag he saw a small streak of blood on the dressing covering his arm. Now he was in trouble.
"You better hide that before she sees, she is gonna kick your ass for banging it up." Ronan laughed as he saw John look at his arm.
"She will not be best pleased, time to go and see if Carson can keep it between us." Shouldering his bag and heading out the gym.
"Carson you there?" John hollowed as he entered the infirmary.
Dropping his bag he went to look for the doctor but stopped when he saw Carson come towards him.
"What this time colonel Sheppard? On saying that by the way your dressed I would say sparring. Let me see." Inclining his head to the bed they were standing next to.
John sat on the bed and held his arm out towards Carson.
"I should have known, you were told to be careful till the stitches knitted." Looking at the blood-streaked dressing on John's arm.
Carson decided if he could take a sparring stick to his arm he could take the dressing being pulled off fast and sharply. Carson couldn't help smile as John winced as the dressing was yanked off. Carson cleaned the area and found to his surprise, it wasn't as bad as he first thought.
"You're lucky, it's only a tiny split. It doesn't need anything other than a new dressing. Sit still till I get one." Carson said as he went to retrieve a new dressing.
Once the dressing was applied and Carson had cleared up John jumped down and looked at Carson. Carson knew what was coming, he could tell by the fact John hadn't left as soon as he was done.
"If she asks I will not lie, I can't lie to her you know that. I can tell her it's healing and you should be back by the end of the week, that's the best you're getting Colonel." Carson said as he cleared away his supplies.
"Thanks doc, that's good enough for me," John said as he headed out the door for his much-needed shower.
Looking at his watch he saw he was only forty-five minutes away from 19:30 hrs. He was lucky that his years spent out in the field had trained him to be ready quickly. Reaching his quarters, he dropped his gym back and went straight to the bathroom. Peeling his sweaty clothes off he dropped them on the floor and switched the shower on. After taking a shower that by his standards was long, he got out and got dried, making sure his dressing was still in place. Standing in front of his closet he looked over his clothes. A long sleeved shirt was a good idea, no dressing on show that way. A pair of sweatpants would not go with a shirt so jeans it was. He was hoping he might get lucky so buttons were a no, zipper and one button were easier. Pulling out his black jeans he debated on boxers but shoved his jeans straight on, Commando was the way forward tonight. He was now fifteen minutes away from meeting Elizabeth and found himself checking how he looked in the mirror. His appearance was never a big thing for him, his life was BDU's or dress blues. The rest was whatever felt comfortable when he wasn't being a fully fledged office of the USAF.
Finally deciding he looked fine he sat on the bed and stuck his feet in his sneakers. Checking the time he made his way out his quarters and through the half illuminated city to Elizabeth's quarters, arriving spot on 20:30 hrs. Taking a deep breath, he swiped his hand over the door and was surprised when it opened without hearing or seeing movement behind it. Sure enough when he entered there was no sign of Elizabeth. Looking around the room he checked everywhere till he saw movement out the corner of his eye. The door that lead to the balcony was open and the sea breeze had caused the curtains to move. Slowly moving forward he stopped as he approached the open.
"Elizabeth, you out there?" Standing still as he waited for a reply.
"Out here John, sorry I got a little carried away setting up. Come on out, but bring the pillows off my bed when you come out." Elizabeth replied as she added the final touches to her balcony.
John had never been out on the balcony off Elizabeth's room. He knew it was there and it wasn't as big as the one off her office, but that was it. Taking slow tentative steps, he made his way out after picKing up the two pillows from her bed. Coming through the curtain the sight before him mesmerised him. He knew all balconies had a view out over the city and the water, but that wasn't the most intriguing sight. Elizabeth had gone to what looked like a lot of trouble to set out a picnic of sorts, pillows covering the metal floor and a small table covered with dishes from the commissary. There were candles set out around the edges on the floor, the sea air not reaching them to snuff out their flickering flame. Yet the sight that held his gaze and had him slack jawed was the woman who stood looking at him. He went to speak, but his voice had somehow been left back in the room behind him. He opened and closed his mouth a few times but still nothing. Elizabeth seemed to sense John's sudden lack of speech and decided to rescue him.
"Here, pass them to me and I will set them down here. Why don't you pull up a cushion and have a seat." Gesturing to the floor around them.
The best John could do was reach out and pass her the pillows as he grunted something that was supposed to be 'here' but sounded more like 'urgh'. John looked around and bent to sit on the closest cushion. After sitting down, he shuffled around till he had managed to get at least half comfortable. Sitting crossed legged with shoes on was not good. Looking between his footwear and Elizabeth he made the decision the shoes had to go. Pulling them off he looked around before he turned and sent them sailing through the air and back into Elizabeth's room. All Elizabeth could do was laugh at John and his lack of romance. After his shoes were safely thrown behind him John's attention was drawn back to the woman who was making her way to sit beside him. Reaching out his hand to her he couldn't help the huge grin that spread across his face.
"You look amazing. I take it that's new, or is it just new to me? I haven't seen it before or has it been ..."John asked as Elizabeth took his hand bent down to kiss him, instantly silencing him.
"You wanted to know what was in the bag, well here you go. I decided I needed a change from the usual red top and BDU pants so asked Teyla to see what her people could make or trade for me. I have to say I am very impressed, more so when it can make you ramble like a fool." Kneeling down in front of John as she placed a kiss just under his ear as he spoke.
"Well, I am more than impressed, who would have thought the usual drab red could be made to look so damn... HOT." Reaching his hand out and placing it on Elizabeth's hip.
"Well, I am pleased you like it, wait till you see what's under it." Smirking as she kissed John and swallowed the growl that left his mouth at her words.
At hearing there was a lot more to the outfit Elizabeth was wearing than just the red dress, John's jeans instantly became tight across his groin. The woman could drive him mad with just her words. Taking the free hand that had been sat ideally at his side John reached up and slid it up Elizabeth's arm, slowly making his way up till his fingers were tangled in her hair and he was pulling her closer to deepen their kiss. The kiss went from teasing and light to deep, passionate and lust filled. It was Elizabeth who broke the contact, her tongue running along John's bottom lip before she sucked it between her teeth and nipped at it.
"Let's eat now before my best-laid plans go astray. We have all night to do this," brushing her hand across the front of John's jeans causing his hips to buck at the caress. "I need to feed you so you can keep your strength up." Grinning as she felt John's body react to the briefest of touches.
"Tease." John groaned as Elizabeth moved away and sat beside him.
Elizabeth just giggled as she reached across for the bottle and glasses John hadn't seen when he sat down.
"So is it a perk of authority that you get the bubbly when we trade?" Watching as Elizabeth uncorked the bottle and poured out two glass of deep red wine.
"There has got to be an upside to being me, even if it's just the odd bottle of the good stuff." Passing John a glass as she picked her own up.
Raising her glass she looked at John and their eyes meet over the glasses filled with the dark red liquid. She could lose herself in them eyes. The depth and emotions she saw swirling in them sometimes left her breathless.
"To home and family, both near and far," Elizabeth said as she touched her glass to John's. "To us," John replied as she nodded in agreement and they both took a drink.
They both seemed lost in thought after their toast, feelings of the past, present and the future spanning their minds. John couldn't help think of Elizabeth's words about home and family, both of which he had found in Atlantis, more so now he had her in his life. Looking at Elizabeth he saw she was going over memories of what they had left behind and what they gave up to be sat where they were.
"I thought you said there was food somewhere, or was you plan to ply me with booze and get me drunk so you could have you wicked way me." Taking her hand in his as he stirred her from her contemplations.
"Food, yes we have that." Putting her glass down and pulling the table of food a little closer.
Between feeding themselves and each other, the food was quickly consumed. After placing all the empty dishes back on the table, John stood up and moved the table to the side of the balcony. Coming back to stand beside where Elizabeth was sat, he wasn't sure if he wanted to just lie down beside her and pull her to his side or make love to her like it was their last moments in the universe. Sitting down beside her he took her hand in his and linked their fingers together. Bring them up to his face he marvelled at the contacts between the two, his dark tanned skin against the white porcelain of Elizabeth's. Feeling her soft warm palm against his more calloused one he couldn't help himself from placing kisses to each of her fingertips. He was so caught up in marvelling at their joined hands he didn't see Elizabeth move closer till he felt her other hand move over his shoulder and into his hair. She started gently ruffling the small hairs on his nape before moving up till her hand was in the mess that was his hair.
"John." Elizabeth rasped out, her voice a cross between a moan and a growl.
John didn't say a word, he much preferred his way of communicating. Closing the gap between them, he placed his lips on Elizabeth's, the touch sending sparks through his body, down his spine and straight to his groin. His lips tingled as he moved them to capture her mouth, his tongue pushing against her lips seeking entry. When John's lips meet hers Elizabeth was lost, desire shot through, starting in her stomach and seeing tendrils of fire between her legs. The hand she still had in his hair she used to try and pull him into her. As his tongue pushed against her lips when he deepens the kiss she was in no position to say no. Her lips parted and his tongue plundered her mouth, duelling with hers for domination. The kiss went on for what felt like an eternity, there body's drawing closer together as the passion simmered between them.
It wasn't till his pheromone-induced brain felt her hand under his shirt on his bare skin and her breasts pressed tightly against his chest did he ease out of the kiss and rest his head in the crook of Elizabeth's neck. Their breathing was ragged and their hearts raced as they sat holding each other catching their breath. With his face resting against Elizabeth's neck John wasn't going to miss the opportunity to place small open mouthed kisses to her skin, making his way back and forwards till he had made it to her collarbone. Licking and nipping his way along it, he came to her throat and used his tongue to lick the full length of neck, his desire building at the sounds leaving Elizabeth's mouth. Elizabeth was not ideal as John ravaged her neck and throat, her hands roaming the expanse of skin she could reach under his shirt. Moving a little, she managed to get her hands between them and made a start on his shirt buttons. It wasn't till John felt a cool breeze hit his skin did he realise Elizabeth had all the buttons loose and was trying to push it off his shoulders. Moving one arm at a time John let the sleeves of the shirt fall so he could move his arms out of it. The shirt fell to the floor behind him as he returned his hands to Elizabeth's body, one he placed on her back and the other was on her hip.
After kissing her neck and throat, John's moved down till he was kissing the skin on her chest. He kept up his play of kisses and licking till he reached the top of her cleavage, the swell of her breasts showing above the low cut V of her dress. Moving his hand on her back he felt for the fastening of the free and was pleased to feel it was a lace type material holding the dress closed. Smiling as his tongue darted along the top of her breast, he started to undo the tie that kept the dress in place. Elizabeth's hand had stroked her way all over John's back, selling his muscles move under her fingertips. From his backs, she moved up and down his sides till she was stroking through the course hair that covered his chest. She heard the sharp intakes of breath as her finger flicked over his nipples, his teeth nipping whatever skin they were on when she caught them. With one hand still laid on his chest playing with his nipples, Elizabeth followed the hair of his chest down his stomach to the waistband of his jeans. She was pleased he hadn't bothered with a belt, belts made undressing him take longer.
John had just unhooked the last bit of tie holding on the dress when he felt Elizabeth's hand on the zipper of his jeans. He sucked in a sharp breath and hissed as he felt her hand brush his arousal, he was very turned on by their outdoor foreplay. Moving his hands to Elizabeth's shoulders he hooked the straps of the dress off and let them fall away. What he hadn't expected was the sight of the thinner red straps still sitting on Elizabeth's shoulder. His eyes followed the dress as it fell away from Elizabeth's body, his vision blurred by the site of Elizabeth's creamy white breasts covered in a red lace type material. This woman could make use for red in so many different ways. He hadn't thought it was possible that the sight in front of him could make him harder, but it did. The fact that Elizabeth had her hand in his jeans and found him at full attention and uncovered.
"Commando John? Didn't see you as the bare all and let it hang out type of person." Quickly wrapping her slender hand around his throbbing member.
"Lizabeth, I think we should take this indoors. It's not exactly warm out here." Just as the wind blew a small breeze on their passion coated skin.
"How about we make our own heat?" Raising her eyebrow as she made the suggestion to John.
John didn't answer as he put his hands on Elizabeth's shoulders and pushed back against the cushions. She couldn't help the moan that escaped her lips as she felt how much John wanted her as her leg brushed his groin. When she was lying down moved on to his knees and went level with her waist. Starting at her face he let his eyes rake over her body. From her messy splayed hair, her desired filled green eyes, down her chest to her red lace covered breasts. Across her taut and muscled stomach to where her dress now pooled at her hips. His hands had been ideal long enough as he reached out and took hold of the dress in both hands. Even with the dress gathered in his hands he used his index fingers to rest on her skin as she tilted her hips so he could work the dress down and off. With the slow pace he was dragging the dress off, his fingers trailed over her skin causing her to skin to flush even with the cool sea breeze now blowing around the city.
As John moved the dress passed her hips he couldn't help lick his lips when he saw her wearing a matching set of red panties to go with her bra. He would have to thank Teyla somehow for finding this little number. It was so Elizabeth and so right. When he finally got the dress off he turned and placed it carefully on the floor behind him, he would so have to see her in it again. Standing up he let his jeans drop to the floor and kicked his sneakers and jeans off at the same time. Elizabeth could help smile at she looked at John. He was stood as naked as the day he was born on her balcony, his erection standing tall and proud with moonlight playing across his tanned and muscled body. His his training in the Air Force and now in the Pegasus Galaxy were certainly not wasted.
Looking down at Elizabeth lay out on the mixed matched cushion his erection gave a definite jolt. Her skin looked nearly transparent with the play of the moon across it, especially with the red of her underwear against her skin. He needed to touch her and feel and lose himself in her. Dropping to his knees again he started at her feet which he noticed were bare and started to kiss his way up her legs. When he reached her knees he swapped legs and started at the other foot. When he reached her other knee he didn't stop but continued up to come to a stop on her across her stomach he came back down the other leg to her knee before stopping. Shifting his weight a little and opening his legs a little to relieve the ache in his groin he moved so he was still kneeling at her waist, but his face was level with hers. Running his fingers through her hair he brought his hands down her cheek and cupped her face. Locking his eyes with here's he just looked at her, taking in her beauty as he did.
"Lizabeth, I love you." The words leaving his mouth before he could stop them.
Elizabeth felt the tears brimming at the corner of her eyes, John's words stirring up so many different emotions in her. Running her hands up his back as she brought one to his cheek and the other to his hair she returned the gesture in kind.
"I love you too, John." Bring his head down so she could kiss him.
The kiss started as a confirmation of the declaration of love that had passed between them but soon turned to smouldering passion as their desire for each other built to boiling. Using the hand Elizabeth had in John's hair, she moved it down his back and around his hip, coaxing him to bring his body to rest between her open thighs. When he was settled Elizabeth moved her hand so it gently stroked John's aching member. Shifting her hips she bucked up so he brushed against her causing him to buck his hips towards her. That was all it took for him to take his weight on his elbows as he pushed forward and joined their bodies together. He stilled when he was sheathed deep inside her, savouring the sensation of the intimate contact.
"John, I need you." Elizabeth moaned out as she rocked her hips.
John took the hint and started to move, starting the slow dance that would bring them both to a shattering completion. As they called each others names and John sank into Elizabeth's waiting arms the whole universe seems to still, holding on to the perfect moment. As the world stopped spinning and they came back to their senses, John moved to the shifted his weight off Elizabeth. Lying down beside her he pulled her closer as he felt her skin cool, there sweaty bodies cooling quickly with the air.
"No matter how beautiful this is, you're getting cold. We should go inside before we have to take you to the infirmary with hyperthermia." Running his hand up and down her spine.
"If you let go there are some blankets behind you, I am more than happy to stay here with you like this." Moving back a little so John could reach behind him for the blankets.
John turned a little and groped around till his hand landed on a couple of blankets and what he was sure was the duvet from the bed. Taking one blanket, he draped it over Elizabeth before reaching for the other. Covering them both with it, he used the duvet to tuck around Elizabeth before he pulled her back to him and felt her snuggle in tight to his chest. With one arm tucked between them and one draped over his waist Elizabeth gave a content sigh. She had never felt this content in a long time. Lying under the stars of the pegasus Galaxy, tucked up with the man she loved life couldn't be sweeter. Drawing lazy circles through the hairs on John's chest she looked up and saw him looking down at her.
"I take it you liked what was in the bag then?" Elizabeth asked John as she placed a kiss to his chest and her breath blew across his nipple, causing it to pucker and made him groan.
"Oh hell yeah, I understand why you wanted to hide it now. I have to say I don't fancy Chuck seeing your underwear or worse Rodney." The thought causing them both to shudder. "Teyla can most definitely go shopping for you again." Placing a kiss to her temple as he felt his eyes grow heavy.
"Love you, Lizabeth," John mumbled against Elizabeth's hair.
"Love you too, John," Elizabeth replied as she let the yawn she had been holding back escape.
"Sleep, Elizabeth. We have forever to snuggle." Turning so he could wrap himself around Elizabeth.
Elizabeth cuddled into John as she fell asleep with the stars of the Galaxy shining down on them both. As sleep calmed John he couldn't think of a better way to fall asleep.