38. Together.

A/N: This chapter has been edited from the original chapter which was mostly smut, but it has been cut/rewritten for fanfiction . net. I hope it is OK for PG-13 now. You can read the original version on Symbiotica (link on my profile. Fic can be found either under "titles" or under "authors", then "Roeskva")

Chapter summary: Rosha/Jolinar and Nemura/Lantash become mates.

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"Jolinar...Rosha..." Lantash greeted them as he sat down beside them, carrying two glasses of Tok'ra sparkling wine. He handed one to Rosha/Jolinar. "Nemura and I thought we should celebrate making it safely back from that cursed planet."

He allowed his gaze to slide slowly down over her, obviously enjoying how she looked in the new blue dress she wore.

"Lantash...Nemura." Jolinar smiled as she took the glass. "That is a great idea. Please, sit down." She patted the seat beside her.

*He is ogling us again!* Rosha pointed out, secretly happy.

*Of course. That was what we hoped would happen, when we put on this dress, was it not? It is very flattering, emphasizing our figure in a pleasing manner.*

*Nemura and Lantash are also wearing clothing that is very becoming...I like them in their uniform, but this...*

*Yes, black pants and a white shirt fits them - especially since they have found a pair of pants that is...very flattering to their ass. Mmm...I really want to grab that ass...*

*Jolinar!* Rosha blushed. *Though I must admit I agree with you...*

They slowly drank the wine, all the while chatting with Lantash and Nemura.

Lantash had just returned with new glasses for both of them, when the musical performance began and they say back to enjoy.

When they had listened to the - very good - show for about half an hour, Lantash pulled his chair closer to Rosha and put an arm around her, smiling at her. She did not pull away, but leaned her head on his shoulder, and they sat like that for the rest of the performance.

*We agree on this, correct? We want to pursue a relationship with them?* Jolinar inquired.

*Yes.* Rosha sighed. *I never thought I would say this, but yes, I do want this. I am at the point where I find Lantash adorable, even when he is losing his temper about something unimportant.*

Jolinar 'giggled'. *He is cute, as is Nemura. I am happy you agree with me.*

*Yes, now we just need to convince Lantash and Nemura.*

*That will not be a problem! Have you not seen how they look at us? They are holding us closely right now!*

*I thought perhaps it was only lust.*

*Oh, I am certain it is lust as well, but I strongly suspect they feel as we do.*

*I feel lust as well, though...* Rosha noted, mirthfully.

Jolinar 'grinned'. *As do I. Do you want me to take over and give this relationship a push in the right direction? I very much fear I am the only one of us four with any kind of experience in this area.*

*Please do.* Rosha 'stepped back' and Jolinar took control.

She snuggled closer to Lantash, hugging him to her, then turned her head and gave him a kiss just under his ear. Surprised, Lantash looked at her, then smiled widely and pressed his lips against her forehead. Jolinar straightened up and leaned in before him, putting a hand on his left shoulder and looking at him for a moment, before she kissed him on the mouth.

Lantash had clearly not expected this, but he reacted quickly, embracing her with both arms and returning the kiss. This was one of the situations where he was happy he had genetic memory - it meant he was a decent kisser despite not having done this before. He gently stroked Jolinar's back, enjoying the feeling of her through the thin fabric of her dress.

They kissed for several moments longer, before becoming aware of the fact they were in the middle of the Tok'ra recreation room, surrounded by several hundred other Tok'ra. Feeling somewhat self-conscious, Nemura made Lantash stop kissing and they pulled back, looking around to see if anyone had noticed.

Several had, but they just smiled at them and seemed happy the two Tok'ra had finally figured out how they felt for each other. No doubt everyone else had long since guessed it.

"Come." Jolinar said, taking Lantash's hand and pulling him with her. "Let us go somewhere more private."

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"I do not believe we have been to your quarters before, Jolinar." Lantash said, looking around with some interest.

"Well, Rosha and I have few personal things, so there is little to see."

"I most certainly disagree - there is indeed something to see in here. A very attractive young woman."

Jolinar blushed a little before she got the reaction under control. "Oh, I do hope you intend to do more than look."

"I absolutely do." Lantash smiled mischievously and quickly stepped up to her, embracing her and kissing her deeply.

Jolinar threw her arms around him and returned the kiss with equal passion, pulling him towards the bed.

*Do you want control, Rosha?*

*No, you are the one with centuries of experience, not me.* Rosha sounded concerned.

*You are worried.* Jolinar concluded.

*No...well, yes! Jolinar, I...I do very much want to do this, but...I am...uh...untouched. Nemura and Lantash are as inexperienced as I. I fear it will not be a pleasant experience. Painful, even. My cousin Tinka said...*

*Well, your cousin Tinka was not a host! Rosha, you do not need to worry. I can block the pain, if there even is any, and while it is true Lantash has no actual experience, he does have genetic memory which should also contain knowledge about this part of life. Relax.*

*I will. Jolinar, thank you...but I still do not want control. Not yet...maybe next time.*

Jolinar 'hugged' Rosha and returned her full concentration to kissing Lantash. She slid a hand down his back to his ass, and fondled it lovingly. His muscles felt nice through the thin material of his pants. She very much looked forward to touching his naked skin.

Lantash eagerly caressed Jolinar's back and shoulders, then down over her butt and up her sides, eventually reaching her breasts which he cupped gently. Feeling bolder, he stroked the hardening tip of a nipple, then repeated it with his other hand on her other breast.

He swallowed and looked into Jolinar's eyes before he leaned in and kissed her, as he kneaded her breasts, reveling in the feeling. He ran his tongue over her lips, then pushed against them. She willingly parted them and he dipped his tongue inside, tangling it with hers. They kissed until they were almost out of oxygen before pulling away.

He looked at her, his eyes dark with desire, and was just about to reach for her again, when Jolinar took hold of his shirt and suddenly pulled it off, surprising him. She smiled to herself, enjoying his expression.

She spent a moment admiring his now naked, well-muscled chest, before swooping down to kiss a nipple, flicking her tongue over it. Lantash gasped and closed his eyes, just enjoying the feeling. Jolinar licked the nipple until it was almost painfully hard, then gave the other the same treatment.

Lantash swallowed again and slowly caressed her hair, then tangled his fingers in it and pulled her up, kissing her, roughly. He was rapidly losing control, and wanted nothing more than to rip off Jolinar's dress and bury himself in her.

*Nemura...perhaps...perhaps you should take over...I do not...want to harm...Rosha. She...I...*

He tried to form the words in his mind, but felt the ability to do so slip away as Jolinar suddenly began touching him very expertly.

*Lantash...no. I know as little as you...perhaps...* Nemura concentrated, which was hard when Jolinar suddenly opened his pants and slid her hand inside. *Perhaps this was a bad idea. If we...hurt Rosha...Jolinar...they will never agree...to become our mates.* He sounded worried, but at the same time he was almost too aroused to care.

*I do know...something. I think I know what Jolinar...might like. My genetic memories...Egeria and Jolinar once...had this...orgy...with several slaves. Before...um...before becoming fully Tok'ra...* Lantash remembered. He moaned loudly as Jolinar's continued fondling him. *I'm just not sure...I have the control...to do it. Later...perhaps.*

*Sounds a bit weird, but I do...WOW...Jolinar surely is...oh...if she continues touching us like...like that much longer...*

Lantash agreed they would not hold out long against this onslaught to their senses and grabbed hold of Jolinar's arms. He looked at her for a moment, enjoying the sight.

"You do not approve of what I do?" She asked, clearly enjoying the effect she had on him.

"Very much. I just do not wish to come like that...which would have happened soon if you had continued." He grinned. "You're wearing too many clothes." He let go of her arms and slid his hand up her leg, taking hold of her dress and pushing it up.

"Wait." Jolinar reached around to her back and undid the knot that held up her clothes. The dress fell off, pooling around her legs.

Stepping back a little, Lantash looked, almost mesmerized at the beautiful, nearly naked woman standing before him. Jolinar did not feel inclined to wait, and she reached out and pulled him to her. She quickly helped him out of the rest of his clothes, then pushed him down on the bed, joining him there immediately...

"Lantash?" Jolinar lifted her head from where she had been lying snuggled up to him, with her head on his chest, and kissed him.

"Mmm?" Lantash answered, sleepily.

"Good, you are awake." She smiled naughtily and propped herself up on one elbow. "Because I have several ideas for things I was hoping to do tonight..." Her hand found its way down between his legs, caressing him.

Lantash gasped. "I'm sure I will be open to your suggestions, love." He closed his eyes as Jolinar kissed her way down his chest, over his stomach and further down. "Though I fear my control will not be much better this time..."

"Oh, I have ideas for how you will make up for that later, sweetie..." Jolinar smiled mischievously, before returning to her intended goal.

"Anything! Just don't stop!" Lantash moaned.

It was much later when Jolinar snuggled up to Lantash, a happy and sated smile on her lips.

"That was wonderful, Lantash. I never thought a virgin could be so talented. You are a natural!" Jolinar smiled, half-turning towards him and kissing him lovingly.

"Egeria included...ah...certain memories...so I had an idea what you might like..."

"Oh, no...not that one! Not the one from the orgy!" Jolinar groaned, knowing exactly which memory it must have been.

"And I also know that you like..." He whispered into her ear, the last part getting lost in Jolinar's giggling. She happily, and a little embarrassed, snuggled even closer. They soon fell asleep, satisfied - already feeling certain they would be very happy together.