Disclaimer: I'm only going to say this once: I don't own any of the characters and I'm not making money off of doing this. This is simply for fun.

Note: Out of topic but also a spoiler: I knew it! I knew it! throughout the series I always suspected that earth, as the 13th colony was a colony of cylons. Thoughts: One thing was that why did they heave to travel so far. Another is that a majority of earth's population believe in only one God like the cylons, whereas humans believe in many. Here's another thought, I was thinking last night as I watched the new episode... it's just a thought (a bit farout)... Maybe humans aren't humans after all. Maybe the cylons are actually the ancestors. And the humans asre what we call evolution. I dunno. But I'm still kinda glad that I was right about the 13th colony being cylon.

Present Day (February 18, 2009):

"So…" Laura begins, a big smile on her face as she, Marie and Teyla look at Jennifer as they get ready to lay on the massage tables in a private cabana. Patty, Elizabeth, Katie and Jamie are in another cabana.

"What?" Jennifer asks.

"What happened last night?" Marie cuts to the chase.

"What happened last night?" Jennifer asks innocently, trying to dodge the question.

"I believe Jennifer is playing innocent." Teyla suggests.

"I am not." Jennifer says. Glad that she has already lain on the table and able to hide her face.

"So you admit it." Laura says with a laugh. "Something did happen!"

"Nothing happened."

"So, you and Ronon getting all wrapped up in each other was nothing?" Marie asks.

"No, I mean, yes. He was just teaching me how to swim." Jennifer explains.

"But don't you already know how to swim?" Teyla asks. "I remember you being able to surf for a bit."

"I, uh, something happened in college that I just, well couldn't get back in the water." Jennifer admits but not wanting to explain further.

Teyla fell silent.

To break the ice Laura adds. "So were you able to learn it again – or were your legs and his arms too tired from being wrapped around both your bodies?"

They all laughed at this. Even Jennifer.

X

Ronon never liked golf. In fact he just downright hated it. It was a lazy man's game. Driving around the field and having a kid haul your clubs wasn't his idea of fun. He'd rather play a game of tennis than golf. And he didn't even like tennis. So he passed on the game. Evan, John, Mike, and rest of the guys went to a golf club to play for hours. Not something that he would like to do. It's a waste of time. Besides there are a lot better things to do. Like finding Jennifer. Maybe ask her to have lunch with him or something. Get to know her all over again.

He knew that the girls were going to the spa today. So that's where he's headed right now. But voices behind a covered cabana caught his attention on his way to the spa to ask her if she would like to hang out for a bit after she's done. He stops just a couple of feet away from one cabana. Ronon. He hears his name mentioned again. So he moves closer and listens intently.

He was never one to listen to conversations. But the fact that one of the voices belonged to Jennifer is reason enough for him to eavesdrop. He looks over his shoulder to see if anyone is around, and when he doesn't find anyone else present he leans back towards the cabana and listens.

"So, what did it feel like?"

Huh? What does what feel like? Ronon thinks to himself.

"Hard. And strong. God, he's just sooo big. It used to scare me."

What the f –? Is Jennifer telling them about his penis? It scared her? Suddenly a movement to his right. He quickly walks away. After a few moments he walks back to the cabana and listens in again.

"Was it good?" Teyla's voice.

"Oh hell yeah. Like heaven." Jennifer says with a sigh.

Ronon smiles proudly at this.

"I can't imagine. From a big guy like that? I'd probably choke."

Choke? Jennifer never –

"Well you don't know Ronon. He may look rough and tough. But he's just really the strong silent type. He's probably the sweetest guy I know." Jennifer says in defense.

He was beginning to think that it wasn't him they were talking about. But her words did confirm that it was him they were discussing. But she never went down on him. He didn't want her to. Liar. Yeah he did. He was 18. But he respected her. He loved her. And she wasn't ready for that. Even when they were on the second and third base he had to make sure she was ready.

Flashback to Senior Skip Day (June 2, 2000):

Ronon had pulled his truck to the side of the road. Giving her his shark's tooth necklace was a big deal. His father had given it to him the day before his whole family was murdered. It had been passed down for generations. Giving it to her meant that he knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.

After placing the necklace around her neck, he kisses a spot near the clasp. He can't help but lick it a bit. Jennifer sighs. A sound of pure satisfaction. She turns around and pulls him in for a kiss. The kiss gets heated and intense. She opens her mouth and her tongue darts out of hers and into his. It's the first time she's ever made the first move. His hands are all over her back. Rubbing and gently pulling her towards him. But the stick shift between them is in the way. She makes a frustrated sound.

She pulls away from the kiss and surprises him by moving up to straddle him. She shyly smiles at him and blushes furiously. Seconds tick by as he looks at her with wide eyes. She's straddling him as he sits on his seat but not quite sitting on him. As if in a daze he suddenly jerks to life and pulls her down towards him. Holding the back of her head to guide her mouth to his. Kissing her senseless.

Her knees are bent on either side of him. His hand on the back of her neck while his other hand is rubbing her back and slowly finding it's way underneath the hem of her shirt. Jennifer's hands aren't idle either. Her fingers are desperately clamping his shoulders.

The hand beneath her shirt is fingering the knot that's tied behind her. Jennifer gasps. At first he thinks she's gonna pull away when she reaches for the hand that's clasping her neck, but when she places his hand on her covered breast he lets out a moan of pleasure. They're both breathing heavily. She presses his hand further and urges him to rub her. He takes this as a cue and moves the hand inside her shirt to hold her waist, his thumb rubbing the bottom edge of her swimsuit. Jennifer presses closer and grabs onto his dreads. Biting his lips and slowly kissing her way to his ear. She takes his earlobe into her mouth and sucks onto it. He hisses at the painfully sweet sensation. His hand moves over her swimsuit, cupping her breast. Part fabric, part flesh.

"Umph." Jennifer moans in his ear.

"Baby are you sure about this?" Ronon asks her even as he squeezes her breast.

"Yes." She breathes out. Her hands are on the hem of his shirt. Tugging. He moves forward to help her lift it off him, causing his slightly stiffened member to touch her crotch. As if on instinct, Jennifer gyrates her hips against him causing him to growl. She does it again at the sound of his growl and the feel of his penis stiffening even more.

She whips off his shirt over his head and lays her hands on his chest, touching his nipples lightly with her thumb. Ronon pulls her in for another kiss. She grabs his hand again, guiding his hand to take her shirt off. Ronon obliges. She's left in her soft gym shorts and the red bikini top. His hands are on her again. Rubbing her breast in small circles. His thumb brushing against her nipples, erecting them.

Ronon looks at her again. A question in his eyes. Wanting to love her breasts with his mouth but still unsure if he should go on. Jennifer just nods and smiles at him. Ronon makes a sound of satisfaction and kisses her lips ever so gently. Making his way down to her jaw. Trailing down to her neck. Jennifer sighs. He leans her back, supporting her with his arms. Kissing her clavicles and then her chest. Licking the valley between her breasts and eliciting a whimper from her. His one hand reaches up to cup her one breast while his mouth descends onto the other. Flicking her covered nipple with his tongue. Jennifer moans low in her throat and rocks her hips against his.

Luckily for them, Ronon parked among some very shady trees shielding them from passing cars. Because at that very moment Ronon's other arm that is supporting her moves down to her butt and pushes her against his crotch as he thrusts his hips up to her. She grabs onto the hand that's covering her other breast and cups it urging him to pull the triangular fabric from her flesh.

When the pads of his fingers brush against her naked breast Jennifer moans his name. "Ronon." With his teeth, Ronon pulls the other one from her breast and then clamps his mouth over her. "Umfh!" As he licks her beasts inside his mouth he can feel tiny goosebumps on her skin with his tongue.

Jennifer's hand slides down his chest moving to the front of his shorts. Ronon's head jerks up to look at her. Jennifer's eyes have turned a darker shade of brown. Her look intent on him. She rubs him through the front of his board shorts.

"Wait." Ronon says. Stilling the movement of her hand. "Not yet, baby."

"Why?" She asks innocently.

He smiles at her and says "You first." In less than a minute he has her sitting in between his thighs facing the steering wheel. Her back to his front. He slowly pulls her shorts from her. She helps him by slightly lifting away from him. He throws the shorts to the passenger seat. She shivers slightly. Ronon leans over her and cups her cheek and turns her to face him. "Do you want this?"

"Yes. I do." Jennifer says confidently.

"You're sure?" Jennifer nods yes.

Leaning back against the seat he pulls her against him. Pulling her swimsuit back to cover her naked breasts. He starts by kissing her neck, her hands clutching the side of his shorts. Trying to get her to relax, she loosens her grip and begins to slowly rub the tops of his thighs. While he's kissing her neck his hands are making it's way down. Rubbing the insides of her thighs. Occasionally making contact with the red bikini. After a few more moments his hand reaches up to cup her breast, slipping inside the top. Pinching her nipples to distract her while his other hand moves over her bikini bottom. Jennifer lets out a long moan. He rubs her over the fabric. His middle finger rubbing harder on the indentation. Then he finally pulls the bikini aside and cups her mound. His fingers finding his way through the sparse curls. Jennifer's breathing becomes heavier. Her hands gripping his thighs again. He takes his ring finger and index finger, spreading her while his middle finger rubs her tiny flaps. He finds the small nub and gently rolls it around.

"Umph." Jennifer turns her body a little bit so she can twist around and capture his mouth. They kiss feverishly. His tongue darts inside her mouth at the same time he slides his index finger in her wet, hot canal. Jennifer gasps against his month. Her tongue intertwining with his. His thumb cirles her nub of pleasure while his index finger slides in and out. Later his middle finger joins in. She was tight when he slid his finger inside her. She was even tighter when the second one joined in. Jennifer lets out another gasp. She grabs onto his dreads. "Ronon!" She yelps. He knows she's close. Her hand is on his. Urging him to go deeper and faster. He slides his fingers in and out of her faster and harder. Her hips moving to the rhythm of his fingers. In and out, in and out. And then he feels her tighten even more. "Ronon! Oh God!" A spasm. And then another.

As soon as she calms down, Ronon softly says. "I'm sorry. We shouldn't have done this."

"Why? I'm not – I'm not sorry at all. I loved it. I love you."

Back to the Present:

A sound brings Ronon out of his thoughts. He looks around to see a group of people walking towards him. He walks away casually to avoid looking suspicious. But in his focus he accidentally kicks a potted plant.

"What was that?" A voice inside asks.

He walks a bit faster to avoid being caught.

When he is out of the vicinity, Ronon contemplates what just happened.

She's telling them about what happened back in high school. They're talking about his penis. Then he remembers Teyla asking if it was good. He cringes at that. Teyla. A sister to him but not by blood.

But he can't help wonder what Laura meant by choking. He never let Jennifer give him head. Sure, he thought about it. In fact, he thought about it a hundred times before when he was younger. And thinking about it now is enough to make him hard. He sees a chair and sits down. Trying to calm himself.

Maybe they were talking about kissing. Yeah. That's it. The kissing. The last girl he kissed shoved her tongue down his throat and he almost choked. That was it. It should be.

Ronon stands up. Ashamed for listening to their conversation. But also elated that he did. At least he now knows that she still thinks he's sweet. And that kissing him was heaven. She even defended him. So there is still hope.

TBC.