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.
Present Day (February 22, 2009):
"Morning." Teyla says as she snuggles closer to John. It's ten o'clock in the morning and the previous nights' activities have left them exhausted.
"Hey." He replies, nuzzling her neck. "How'd you sleep?"
"Like a baby." She tells him as she lifts her hair away from her neck to give him better access. John nibbles on her skin and she whimpers. "Oh, John, wait, sweetie, you can't."
"But you taste so good." He complains, still nibbling.
"The wedding, remember? I'm gonna be wearing something that's not gonna cover your bites." She tells him in between giggles.
"Fine." He says in a huff. "I guess, it's time to get up."
"Yes it is." She says with a sigh as he swings his legs to the side of the bed. He stands up, unashamed of his nakedness, to look for his clothes. Teyla follows him, naked too, and picks up the scattered mess and grabs her robe from the back of the bathroom door. She brushes her teeth and then by the time she comes out John is already putting his shoes on.
She takes a seat behind him, tucking a leg beneath her. "What now, John?"
"Now we both get ready for the wedding." He tells her."
"And then after that?" She asks.
"And then we have some decisions to make." He tells her as he gets up from the edge off the bed. They walk to the door and John pulls it open. He leans down to give Teyla an open-mouthed kissed. A kiss full of meaning. Promises.
They hear giggling in the midst of their kissing. When they turn to look who it is they see Radek standing in front of them. His hand caught in midair as if getting ready to knock. His other one holding Torren's chubby hand.
The giggles are coming from their son.
They're both shocked and embarrassed to be caught red-handed. But John recovers first and he crouches down to Torren's level. He takes the hand Radek's been holding and pulls the child towards him and whispers in his ear. Torren takes a step back and nods solemnly, his face breaking into a wide toothless grin. And he launches himself at John, his tiny arms wrapping around his neck for a few seconds before running into the room.
"He's already had breakfast." Radek says, a surprised look still on his face.
"Thank you for taking care of him last night, Radek. And please thank Patty for me, too." Teyla tells him as she slowly shuts the door.
John pulls him away from the door and slaps him on the back. "Thanks man, I'll see you at the wedding." He says as he jogs back to his villa.
Radek stares after him, his head shaking in disbelief.
X
Jennifer's eyes slowly drift open as she hears the morning bustle outside the window. "Hi." Ronon's deep voice greets her from behind her when he senses that she's awake. His hand snaking around her abdomen pulling her towards him, as he kisses the back of her neck, his tongue licking her spine. She shivers and gasps at this.
Ronon pushes her onto her back and positions himself over her. But Jennifer grabs the corner of the sheet and covers her mouth. "Morning." She squeaks, her voice muffled by the barrier between them.
"What are you doing?" He smiles.
"Morning breath. I don't want you to smell it." She tells him behind the sheet.
Ronon chuckles and pulls the sheet away from her, making her whimper in protest. "I don't care if you have morning breath. I've got morning breath!" He tells her as he bends down as if to kiss her, but instead puffs out his breath in front of her.
"Ugh!" Jennifer grunts in laughter. "You're evil!" She says as she starts to cover her mouth. But Ronon manages to catch her wrist and capture her mouth at the same time. Jennifer gasps in surprise and then melts into the kiss as his tongue finds its way in her mouth, caressing her own.
Jennifer wraps her arms around his torso, and spreads her thighs to accommodate him. Ronon's hands travel down to her knees, tickling the back of them as he slowly traces a path up. His hands rub the insides of her thighs until they touch her entrance. Jennifer's breath hitches as his fingers find their way into the folds. He thrusts into her gently, being careful not to hurt her. "Is this okay? Are you sore?" He asks her.
"A bit, but…" She bites the bottom of her lip, her eyes shutting in pleasure, letting out a soft moan "… oh yes." She says, at a loss for words. Ronon smiles and continues to glide his fingers in her as she becomes wetter and wetter. "Ro-non" She pleads brokenly.
Ronon lifts her legs over his arms and kneels in front of her. With his erection protruding towards the center of her thighs, he pulls her to him, impaling her moist sex with his hardened cock. Grunting as he feels her inner tight walls envelope him. "Oh god!" He chokes out.
He glides slowly in and out of her. From the angle of her hips he hits her g-spot and he can feel her cuming quick, as her thighs tighten around him, and her hips arch up to meet his thrusts and grinding hard against him as her breath comes in quick short gasps.
Encouraged, Ronon thrusts harded and faster. She digs her nails into his forearms as she convulses, sending him over the edge. "Aaah!" They both yell out.
Ronon slumps over her in exhaustion, her breasts pillowing his head. He lets go of her thighs and threads his fingers through hers, bringing their hands over her head. Jennifer wraps her legs around his torso, the sides of her feet rubbing along his hips and thighs.
A few minutes later, Jennifer says "Baby, I think we need to get up now. She brushes his chin length curly hair from his cheek. "I miss your dreads."
"You said that." Ronon says with a chuckle.
"I did? When?" Jennifer asks.
"Karaoke night." Ronon answers.
"Oh." Jennifer says with a blush. "Why'd you cut them?"
"My neck was starting to hurt." He tells her and then looks up at her. "Do you want me dread them again?"
Jennifer shrugs. "Doesn't matter. You look good, either way." Ronon smiles and pushes himself up to kiss her on the tip of her nose, and ten moves to get off the bed.
He sees the shirt he was gonna lend Jennifer the night before laying on the floor and hands it to her. Jennifer sits up, clutching the sheet to her breasts as she stuffs one arm through the shirt, watching Ronon's naked sculpted form walk around the room, picking up their discarded clothing.
He grabs his trousers and puts it on, and then turns around to help Jennifer off the bed. She looks amazingly hot in his oversized shirt, with her rumpled hair, flushed cheeks, and her make-up from last night almost gone. He then pulls her against him and kisses her soundly, breathing in the faint trace of her feminine perfume.
"Do you think anyone heard?" Jennifer asks as she picks up her stilettos as they both walk barefoot to the door.
"Would it bother you if it did?" He asks her. Jennifer just smiles and turns back to the door and opens it, revealing three very curious faces.
X
John enters their villa, whistling, and sees Laura sitting at the table with her legs drawn up to her chin as she reads the newspaper. "And where have you been, young man?" She asks in a bad motherly impression as she folds the paper to look at him.
"Nonya." He says with a grin.
"So I'm assuming, with the whistling and that big stupid grin on your face, that everything went well last night."
"Very, very well." John says as he takes a seat beside her. "We –"
"Okay! That's all I need to know. Too much information and my head might explode." Laura says, holding a hand up.
"I was actually about to say that we talked, and she told me something that, well let's just say that it's gonna shock a lot of people."
"What? That Torren is your son?" Laura asks as she hands him the sports section.
"W – how?" John asks incredulously.
"Torren ran in front of the screen last night, remember dummy?" Laura asks as she slaps the back of his head. "I'm surprised that you're actually taking this very well."
"I didn't at first. Of course. But I realized that it was pointless if I got angry about it all." John says.
"Wow, Sheppard, you're growing up." Laura says with a smile and a nudge.
John makes a face and then asks "Where's McKay?"
Laura shrugs and answers without looking at him. "Dunno."
"Doesn't seem like the couch has been slept in." John observes. "You think he got lucky last night?" He asks, turning to Laura.
"How the hell should I know?" Laura snaps.
John frowns, and Laura is saved from answering anymore questions when Rodney bursts through the door holding a tray of coffee cups from Starbucks and one coffee cup in the other.
"Good morning everyone!" Rodney greets them cheerfully.
"Where have you been? And what's with the sunny disposition?" John asks, holding out his hand for his coffee.
Rodney hands a cup to him and replies "I just got us coffee. That's all."
"This early?" He asks Rodney.
"I woke up early."
"I can see that. I thought, for sure, you'd be nursing a hangover today." John says and then adds. "You got some last night, didn't you?"
"That's really none of your business." He moves behind Laura and sets a cup in front of her. When John looks away he sniffs Laura's hair and grins. Laura hides her smile behind the paper she's reading.
"So who was it Rodney?" John asks as he sips his coffee.
"Your sister." Rodney retorts.
"That'll only work f I did have a sister." John says, shaking his head in amusement.
"Please, I really don't want to know the details of your sexual exploits." Laura tells them as she stands up.
"I wonder where Jennifer is this morning." Rodney says as he sets the tray down.
"She didn't come back here last night?" john asks as he gets up from his chair.
"Not that I know of." Laura answers.
"Hmph. That's weird." Rodney comments.
"I think I have an idea where she is." John says with a smirk as he fingers the necktie hanging on the doorknob of the door to the room he shares with Ronon.
Laura smiles and then says "You think…"
"Aaah!" Loud screams of pleasure pour out from the room to the living room. John takes a step back in surprise. Rodney's forehead creases and then turns to look at Laura with questioning eyes.
Ten minutes later the door opens and Ronon and Jennifer step out. They stop dead on their tracks as they stare back at their audience.
"Good morning!" All three say in unison. John looks triumphant, Laura is wearing a smile from ear to ear while Rodney has a look of confusion on his face.
Jennifer quickly composes herself, lifts her chin up, turns around, tiptoes and kisses Ronon on his cheek and then grabs her dress from Ronon's hand and folds it over her arm. She then walks back to her room..
Ronon watches her with a smirk and then walks to the table and picks up the steaming cups of coffee. "Is this ours?" He asks no one in particular.
"Yeah." Rodney says dumbly.
"Thanks." He says and then strides towards the girls' room, shutting the door.
"What just happened?" Rodney asks.
TBC.
Note: We are getting close!