AN- Well, NaNo is finished and I am still writing for it. On the bright side its SGA, on the downside I don't get to write random stuff like this. I do have more to update so hang in there, there is more to come.
"Give me one good reason why I should wear a dress."
"No, not happening Elizabeth. Make Rodney do it, or Carson. Yeah make Carson do it, he has the accent that will make it sound better." John moaned as he looked up at Elizabeth, trying his best puppy face even if she was seeing it upside down.
"Carson can't as it's on the mainland and he might be needed here. Same goes for Rodney, if things go wrong he might be needed. You would be perfect John, and it would be fun." Elizabeth responded as she ruffled John's already messy hair.
John decided if pleading wasn't working maybe his charm would. Since he was already sprawled out on the couch, his head resting in Elizabeth's lap he would use this to his advantage. Turning so he was facing her, he looped one arm around her waist as he cuddled face first into her stomach. From the position he was in, he moved his head from side to side and used his nose to slowly move her top, pushing it up over and exposing the bare skin underneath. When he had achieved his goal he started to place feather light kisses to her skin and letting out long and slow breaths. Elizabeth hadn't moved her hand from his head when he turned but slide it round so it was now on his nape, her fingers playing with the short hair there.
"John, your seduction is not working. I asked you to do it and I can't see any reason why you can't do it. I can beg if needed, I could also make it an order." Raising her eyebrow as she looked down and locked eyes with John since he had turned to face her.
"Elizabeth, no matter how much I love you I will not do it. Can you imagine if the wraith attack and I am dressed like that? Not a good mental image, not at all." John shuddered at his own words. "Rodney can do it, Zelenka will be here so he can deal with any problems. Give Zelenka a chance to shine for a change." Smiling as he knew, she would have no argument to his logic.
"Fine, but you stay here while I ask him." Laughing as she saw John frown at the prospect.
Tapping her earpiece she called for Rodney, nudging John so he would sit up. John moaned loading in protest as he was shifted from his very comfortable position. Sitting up he moved away a little so he wasn't sitting too close to Elizabeth when Rodney arrived. Their relationship was not a secret, but they were sitting in her office so it was appropriate to move. They didn't have to wait long before Rodney came bounding through the door, a half smile on his face.
"Evening Elizabeth, Sheppard." Rodney smiled as he addressed Elizabeth and grunted as he greeted John.
"Good evening Rodney, I asked you here as I have a favour to ask. As you know it's nearly Christmas and we are arranging a little show of sorts for the children on the mainland. I was wondering if you would like to take part? I have only one role left to fill in the play was hoping you would fill." Giving Rodney her best diplomatic look.
"What part is it? I am sure I can fit into any role perfectly." Rodney responded, puffing his chest out as he spoke.
"It's ..." Elizabeth mumbled as she told Rodney the role she needed filling.
"It's what! You have got to be kidding me. Give me one good reason I should wear a dress?" Rodney blurted out as he spluttered for coherent words.
"Rodney, please, it's for the Athosian children. I promised them we would show them a little of earth's culture, especially with Christmas around the corner. A pantomime seemed like the perfect way." Trying not to laugh at Rodney's response.
"Why Cinderella? Why not A Christmas Carol, Or Peter Pan?" Rodney retorted when he finally found his full voice again.
"A Christmas Carol could be scary and how do we get Peter to fly? Cinderella was the best option." Watching as Rodney thought over her reasoning.
"Please Rodney, everyone else is busy." Seeing Rodney's resolve dissolving.
John sat in silence, he knew he couldn't make a comment without getting Rodney to back away and run for the hills. His reward was Rodney slowly nodding his head in agreement.
"Fine, but only because you asked nicely. Plus I want to help with the dress." Rodney added as he looked at Elizabeth then John before he darted for the door.
"See, it was simple really. Now where were we?" As he shuffled back and returned his head back to Elizabeth's lap.
Elizabeth just laughed as John settled himself back against her and smiled. He had got out of wearing a dress and got Rodney into wearing it. This was definitely a win situation.
"It looks like you're in trouble there. Can I help?"
John was making his way back along the now deserted corridors of Atlantis after his trip to the gym when he heard a lot of incoherent mumbling. It wasn't till he rounded the corner did he understand the reason for the mumbling. The sight before him was most definitely pleasant, especially since he was hopeful going to be the only person who ever saw it. Standing cursing her door and waving her hand furiously over the door sensor was Elizabeth. That in itself was not the best part. It looked like she had either just came back from the gym herself or had been on a jog, a jog being the most probably answer as he had just come from the gym. He had never seen her so underdressed being the best word he could come up with. Her chosen running outfit was a pair of short shorts, a thin strapped vest top and bright pink sneakers. He wasn't sure if he should stand and stare or help out. His knight in shining armour complex jumped in so he decided to help if he could stop drooling at her body.
"It looks like you're in trouble there. Can I help?" He asked as he stepped up behind her and asked, leaning in a little too close to her back.
"JOHN! Where the hell did you come from? You scared the life out of me." Nearly jumping out her skin as John spoke.
"If you hadn't been cursing in so many languages you would have heard me coming. I take it the door controls are jammed by the hand waving." Indicating to Elizabeth's hand as it continued to wave over the sensor. "You called anyone yet?" Still staying a little close as she turned to look at him.
"Not yet, I am not really dressed for entertaining people like this." Looking down at her outfit and back at John.
The problem was since she had let her eyes travel down and back up her body John was now copying, or that's what he would tell anyone who asked. It had nothing to do with her long, toned, sexy legs. Or the way her shorts hugged her in just the right places showing off her hips and her very tight rounded ass. Or even the vest top that was a little sweaty and clung to her frame like a second skin, showing how slim and just perfect she was. It most definitely had nothing to do with the fact the top was a little low cut and the tops of her round and shapely breasts were visible. He knew he was staring, his eyes on sticks as he reached her chest and he all out ogled her body. When his eyes finally made their way back to her face he was sure she saw the redness creeping up from his neck at the raised eyebrow and the 'enjoying the view' look he was getting. Clearing his throat, he finally spoke.
"Let me take a quick look and we can see about getting you back in your room." Stepping past her and towards the door sensor.
After cracking the front of the sensor, he had a quick shift around of the crystals but to no avail. Looking at Elizabeth and back at the door he shrugged his shoulders.
"No idea, give me a sec I have an idea." Reaching up to tap his earpiece, Elizabeth waving her arms in the air to try and stop him. "Rodney, what's up with the power down here in some of the accommodation sections?" Not actually staying where he was, only the power problem.
"Sheppard, we have a generator down so make take a while to get the working again. Everyone affected is making their way to the commissary if you're interested. Got to go, Sheppard, power problems to solve." Rodney responded, cutting the connection curtly.
"There we go, mystery solved. Generators out, everyone is heading to the commissary if their rooms won't open. Not sure how much of this section is affected, let's try my room." Smiling as he turned and started to move away.
Elizabeth thought for a second before following behind her 2IC. John's room was on the same level as Elizabeth's but on the opposite end of the corridor. As they walked along Elizabeth stayed close behind John just in case there was anyone around. They were lucky that they made it to John's quarters without spotting anyone. Stopping just outside the sensor range John turned to Elizabeth and smiled.
"Well, here goes." As John waved his hand over the sensor and the doors swished open. "After you." John inclined his head towards the door and watched as Elizabeth darted past him and out of sight.
John couldn't help laugh as Elizabeth darted past him and out of the corridor. She didn't want to be seen in her running gear come hell or high water did she. As the door closed behind him John looked at Elizabeth again as she stood with her back to him. He was definitely looking at her ass for as long as he could. When Elizabeth turned around she didn't miss the place John's eyes had been focused but chose to not go there just yet. She was hot and sweaty and needed clothes that actually covered her.
"John, can I ask you a favour?" Waiting for John's eyes to meet hers.
"Sure, showers through there and the towels are on the shelf. I will see what I can find for you to wear when you come out." Smirking as he watched her mouth open then close.
Elizabeth didn't reply but smiled as she headed to John's bathroom, closing the door over but not shutting it. Stripping off her running gear she dropped it all on the floor and switched the shower on, getting a towel off the shelf before she got in. Stepping in the shower after hanging the towel up she looked around from Johns wash things. Spotting them she reached for the shampoo first, deciding to start at the top and work down her body. Rinsing her hair, she caught a strong smell of what she could only describe as John reach her nose. It was the same as she lathered her body with shower gel and got washed, her senses picking up the smell she associated as uniquely John. It was a smell she both loved and now hated. She loved when he was close enough so she could catch it lingering around him, yet now it was all she could smell as she was covered in it. It was giving her sensory overload and strange vibes about her very attractive and sexy as hell colonel.
Stepping out the shower she switched it off and reached for the towel, wrapping it around her body before she moved. She stepped up to the mirror and took in the sight of her long hair plastered to her head and her pale complexion, cheeks rosy from the temperature of the shower. Unhooking the towel she dried her body and then wrapped it back around herself! Taking another towel to dry her hair with, she quickly wrapped it around and tied it on top of her head. Looking down at the towel around her body she made sure was covered before leaving the bathroom.
As she entered the main room she saw John digging around in his closet, shifting stuff around. Finally, he stood up with an Air Force t-shirt in one hand and a pair of sweatpants in the other. Turning around he saw Elizabeth standing wearing two of his towels and his mouth literally dropped open. For once he was speechless and Elizabeth couldn't suppress the small giggle that escaped her lips. She watched John's brain processed the sight of her standing in just towels before she spoke.
"I take it there for me?" Taking a step closer to John as she watched him rake his eyes all over her towel covered body.
"Uh, what, these, yeah,' John crooked out, finally finding his voice. "I will get some socks, give me a second." Holding out the clothes but still staring.
Elizabeth took the clothes and walked over to the bed, John's eyes still following her as she moved. Since he found her so interesting and couldn't take his eyes off her, she would happily oblige in the short-circuiting of his brain. Dropping the pants on the bed she held the t-shirt up and slipped her arms in, followed by her head as she used her hand to pull it down over the towel. When it was fully in place she looked at the length and shrugged as she slid a hand under the t-shirt and unhooked the towel, pulling it away from and body and letting it pool at the floor. Daring a glance at John she saw he was still stood where she left him and his eyes were practically popping out his head now. She was also very pleased to see that even if his mouth wasn't working other parts of his body most definitely were. Taking her time she took the sweatpants and one leg at a time, she stepped into them, pulling them up but letting them sit low on her hips. When she was done she picked the towel of the floor and balled it up, throwing it with the pile of washing John at in the corner of his room. Since she was next to the bed she sat down and made herself comfortable since she had no idea how long it was going to take to carry out the repairs.
John's brain was in meltdown, his body working against him. His voice had deserted him yet other parts of his anatomy were working overtime. Elizabeth in nothing but a towel had shorted out his brain and fried all his internal circuits. How could a towel of all things look so damn sexy on her? Yes, he could she her feet, and yes he could see very long legs and wholly Hannah she had slipped the t-shirt on and removed the towel. Now he could see all her legs right the way up to...he needed a slacker pair of pants. BDU pants were not good in his condition. Did she have any idea the effect she was having on his mind and body? He watched her reach for the sweatpants but not before she looked over at him. Oh hell, she knew the effect she was having on as her gaze lingered on his groin. She slowly pulled the sweatpants on, taking her sweet time about it as she went. When she was done she moved the wet towel and sat on his bed, shifting around to get comfortable. He was dead and this was heaven, it had to be, there was no other explanation. No, wait in heaven she would be naked, not wearing his clothes. This was real.
"Thank you for all this John, it's good to know you can be called on in matters a little more personal." Looking at his face then his groin as she spoke.
John's pants were too tight, his problem now very evident. She saw and she had thanked him for his help in personal matters. He needed help in personal matters, but she would probably kill him for even thinking it. He tried to stutter something before making a dash for the bathroom, he had to tear his eyes away from her before he made a fool of himself. Stopping in the bathroom he leaned on the sink and closed his eyes, he needed to quell his raging hormones. Shifting his stance he couldn't help the small groan that escaped his lips caused by the friction of his pants. Moving again he gave himself as much freedom upfront as he could without removing his pants. He stood still and took deep breaths, trying to think of things other than an Elizabeth and her previous lack of clothing.
Elizabeth watched as John dived for the bathroom, his BDU pants doing nothing to hide his problem. Since she had started this after he had offered to help her she should rightly finish it. Her mind went into overdrive. Could she do it? Could she become intimately involved with John? She could tell he was interested, she had known for a while he was interested. The evidence of how interested he was was pretty big indeed. After a couple of minutes battling an internal fight she found herself tapping on the bathroom door.
"It looks like you're in trouble there. Can I help?" Returning his earlier word as she gently pushed the door open to reveal John stand with his legs spread wide and his hands on the sink.
"Don't go there Lizabeth, not if it's just a one-time thing. Once will never be enough for me." Turning his head and opening his eyes so he could look at her.
Elizabeth stepped into the bathroom, using her hands to slip the sweatpants back down her leg and kicked them off.
"I agree, once will never be enough." Stepping up to John as she slid her hand up his back.
John let out a deep throaty growl as he turned and reached for Elizabeth, maybe he was in heaven after all.
Neither of them heard the city-wide announcement that full power was restored and all crew accommodation was now unlocked. They had unlocked something between them that had simmering for some time now and they were happy to stay where they were.