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TITLE: Bad Idea
AUTHOR: Midknight
CHAPTER: 1 of ?
FANDOM: Stargate Atlantis
SHIP: Elizabeth / Ronan
RATING: NC-17
CATEGORY: Erotica
SPOILERS: None that I am aware of.
SYNOPSIS: Set somewhere between Season 2 and 3. Elizabeth finds out that a bad idea can be really, really good.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Stargate Atlantis. None of these characters belong to me. They belong to whoever created them and whoever else does. I pay homage to them and I make no profit from this story in any fashion, way or means.
AUTHORS NOTE: I apologize before hand and hope you will forgive any errors or blatant discrepancies.
FEEDBACK: Yes Please. It helps. It really, really helps. – midknight_tales@yahoo.com
CHAPTER ONE
Elizabeth Weir lay still, contented and sated, her body tingling with drying sweat and exertion as her breathing still and the trip hammer beat of her heart slowed back to normal. Strong arms enfolded her with the steady rhythm of a new lovers’ rising and falling chest under her cheek with the echoes of him still inside her.
This was so not what she had intended when she'd come to his quarters…
The tall, stoic warrior was an enigma to her, even though he had been part of Sheppard's team for some time. She kept catching glimpses of the man he was under the gruff, macho persona he so effectively exuded and he intrigued her. She also had to admit that he wasn't hard on the eyes, but wonder of wonders she had found herself with some free time and she had simply wanted to get to know him better… In a far less biblical sense than what had just occurred.
Ronan had admitted her into his living quarters with his usual gruff non-challance and she had not been prepared to find him in nothing but a towel. His hair was out of its customary braids and flowed in a dark mane around his face and down his back. He had obviously just stepped out of a shower with his skin still beaded with water, which somehow seemed to define his hard muscles even further. She could see a myriad of scars, but instead of being horrified or repulsed, she was mesmerized and curious about the stories behind them. She wondered what they would feel like under her fingers and was startled by the thought.
"Why does that standard, military issue towel look so small on him?" She wondered, and with that thought realized she had been standing their silent and staring for several minutes and she was now doing so at the rather impressive bulge in the front of said towel. She cleared her throat and finally averted her eyes while at the same time being shocked at the realization that she could feel herself becoming aroused at the sight of all that mostly naked masculinity on display. Her nipples had started to stiffen and tingled as they rubbed against her brassier while she had to force herself to stand still as her sex flexed and moistened.
"Oh my!" She admonished herself in surprise at her reaction as a libido she had thought well under control flared to aroused life, as well as the fact that she was still checking him out.
"Errr… Maybe I should come back at a more convenient time." She found herself blurting, suddenly flustered, feeling her cheeks amongst other things starting to heat and half turning to leave without waiting for his response.
"How can I help you? What do you want, Elizabeth?" He asked, his low, gruff rumble and something in the way he phrased his questions and used her name made her turn back. Her breath caught in the whisper of a gasp as he had almost magically closed the distance between them, so that on turning back, her nose was just inches from his chest. His clean, fresh masculine scent wafted off him and her nostrils flared as it affected things deep inside her. She licked lips that suddenly felt dry and swallowed to clear her throat.
"I think I know what you want." He informed her before she could reply and a shiver went through her, because of the way he was looking at her and the intensity of his softly spoken words as he lightly grasped her chin and tilted her face upwards. She knew what was coming, but her body would not heed her request to step back, to turn her face, to stop it from happening in any way.
The kiss he planted on her lips was surprisingly soft, inviting, questioning, yet unmistakably heated. He claimed her mouth and although a strident voice in her head told her to break away, slap him and storm out, her hand rose and clutched at his shoulder as she tilted her head and opened her mouth to accept his probing tongue and cement their kiss. Her eyes fluttered closed and she moaned softly as their tongues fences and his strong arm curled around her and pulled her tight against him. Heat radiated from him and answering pulses rippled along her skin to make her uniform suddenly feel rough and uncomfortable.
His hand kneaded the small of her back and she unconsciously started to grind against the hard bulge at the front of his towel as they explored each others mouths and her sex flooded hot and heavily and a itch deep at her core began to demand to be scratched. She was breathing hard and feeling a delicious sense of light-headedness when he finally drew back with a light nip to her lower lip. She chased his lips for a moment before catching herself.
Elizabeth tried to gain control of her breathing and slid her hand from his shoulder to the centre of his chest, splaying her fingers, ready to push him away, to create some separation between them. She could feel the thick length of his maleness pressing against her crotch with throbbing desire and arousal while the light grip of his hand at the small of her back steadied her instead of trapping her.
"Will his hand tense to stop me if I tried to pull away?" She wondered, knowing that she was no match for his strength, even as her sex twisted and flexed in a bid for her to do the exact opposite. Her heaving chest made her now stiff nipples chafe against her brassier and her tee slide uncomfortable against sensitized skin. He'd kissed her and she had kissed him back and she could feel the need for doing more than just kissing well up inside her, strong and undeniable with an animal heat she had seldom felt before.
"Elizabeth, was I wrong?" He queried with a slight tone of concern and she opened her eyes, realizing they had remained close and that she had no idea as to how much time had passed. His eyes met hers and she could see carnal hunger in them, but tempered by an earnest, sincere need for her approval before going any further. No one had looked at her like that in what she realized was way too long. and she liked it. What he wanted was clear and it was every kind of a bad idea to even consider it, but she was.
“I… I should not have let that happen. We shouldn't be doing this, Ronan." She informed him in a voice that she barely recognized as her own, raspy and breathless, trying to convince herself as much as him, and failing on both counts.
"You don't want to?" He asked softly, his tone skeptical while his eyes bore into hers driving away any thought of pretence and she shook her head.
"I… I am your superior…" She began and got a raised eyebrow and derisive, amused chuckle from him.
" Okay… Bad choice of words… You work for me and…" Elizabeth rephrased.
"I quit." He growled before she could continue and then his hand slid lower to grab her ass and pull her once again tight against him. She managed a soft groan at the contact of his solidly masculine form before his lips were once again on hers. The kiss wasn't soft in the least this time and with a quiet moan she surrendered and returned it with equal passion.
Her fingers dug into his mane of damp hair as he lifted her off her feet with incredible ease as their tongues wrestled and lips sucked and teeth nipped with wild abandon. The bulge of his manhood pressed against her and she ground against it as he carried her further into his quarters towards his bed. His lips left hers to explore her neck and throat until he was nuzzling at her ear.
"You're wearing too many clothes for this to work, Elizabeth." He growled against the shell of her ear sending a shiver of anticipation running through her before he turned and with surprising gentleness lowered her to his bed. He was right, her clothes felt impossibly uncomfortable against her skin, the material rough and restrictive even though she was wearing only a t-shirt and slacks.
Her clothes were also the point of no return, once they came off, there would be no turning back. Still, she found herself loathe to untangle her arms and legs from him and relinquish the heated contact with his body, but finally did as he straightened up. After a moment and a deep breath, she sat up and dragging the hem of her tee out of her slacks, yanked it off over her head.
The sight that greeted her as she tossed her tee aside was the towel sliding off his hips to reveal his rampant manhood in all its glory and she actually felt her jaw drop while something deep and low inside her twisted and flexed in anticipation and preparation. She closed her mouth and licked her lips as the last of her inhibitions fled and some very interesting ideas flitted through her mind. She had never thought of herself as the sexually driven type, but she suddenly realized that as strange as it seemed what she was feeling for the first time was pure animal lust and, that she liked it.
Her hand moved without need of her instruction and he let out a breathy groan as she wrapped her fingers around him and slowly explored his length. He was long, thick and slightly curved, and throbbed with virile heat against her hand. It seemed even in The Pegasus Galaxy they believed in circumcision or a strangely clinical voice reminded her maybe Sitedans were simply born without foreskins. A growl rippled from him when she tightened her grip and went from exploring him to stroking him firmly and the look she found in his eyes as she raised her eyes to his was nothing short of smoldering.
Elizabeth bit her lip for a moment as she saw a heavy dollop of lube emerge from the tip of his dick as he slowly rocked his hips to thrust into her stroking fist, and then leaned forward and let the tip of her tongue caress the helmeted head of his manhood before collecting the clear liquid. He inhaled deeply and then let out a shuddering breath and she felt the shadow of his hand hovering above her head as she explored him with her snaking, swirling tongue.
She reveled in the taste and texture of his hot skin and the heady, masculine scent that wafted off him. He groaned and his hand settled lightly on the back of her head when she finally stopped teasing him and drew the head of his shaft into her mouth and sucked on it. She could feel his hips tremble as he stopped them from thrusting as she took more of him into her mouth and began to bob her head while working the lower part of his shaft with one hand, while she cradled and fondle his heavy balls with the other.
His fingers wormed their way into her hair and he massaged her scalp to the same rhythm of her bobbing head and stroking hand. She took him in as deeply as she felt comfortable with, having long since lost any ambitions at being a deep-throater and she liked that he made no attempt to get her to go any deeper, letting her set the pace. The wet sound of her oral ministrations mixed with their heavy breathing joined by an occasional groan, gasp or hiss of delight from him as she hollowed her cheeks with sharp waves of suction while letting her tongue swirl over him and her stretched lips slide along his velvet skin.
His other hand rested on her shoulder for a moment, and then slid down her back until he found the clasp of her bra. The undergarment constricted for a moment and then she sighed around him as the pressure eased when he had undone the clasp. She drew back until just his head was in her mouth and then shrugged her shoulder and with a little help from him and reluctantly taking her hands off him, she managed to let her brassier fall to the floor.
Elizabeth groaned around him in delight as his hand snaked down between them to cup and fondle the globe of her breast and send sparks of sensation into her chest as he rubbed and tweaked the stiff, sensitive nub of her nipple. His large, powerful hand explored her breasts with warm pressure and seemed to know instinctively just how to pinch, roll and stretch her swollen nipples to the point of a buzzing ache that somehow remained pleasurable.
She groaned in disappointment when his hand left her skin and then frown as the other extricated itself from her hair. Their only contact, for a moment, was his sex in her mouth and hands and then he was gently cupping her face. With, a groan of his own, he gentle urged her face back while at the same time drawing his hips back and his shaft left her mouth with a soft pop as she continued to suck.
She looked up to find his chest heaving under a light sheen of sweat, his eyes bright and predatory with hungry lust. If he had been anyone else, at any other time, having someone look at her like that would have been frightening because of its intensity, but instead it just fueled the energy and anticipation building at her core. A thin line of spittle still connected her lips to his glistening cock while it still throbbed rhythmically against her stilled grip.
"Lie back." He growled, his tone somehow making it both a plea and a command at the same time.
She squeezed him one last time, drawing a breathy groan from him, and then did as he bid. He dropped to his knees in front of her and in urgent, swift movements lifted and bent her leg so that he could all but attack the laces of her boots. Understanding his intent, she went to work on her belt, surprised at how steady her hands were. He made short work of removing first one and then the second her boots and socks and caught her hand as it went to the fastening of her pants.
Strong hands opened and gripped the waistband of her slacks and her feet found the broad expanse of the tops of his thighs to brace herself so that she could lift her behind allowing him to drag the garment off her hips and ass. He yanked her trousers the rest of the way of her legs and tossed it aside. He slowly let his hands slide up the length of her legs, fingers flexing to test and massage the muscles underneath, the feel of his skin sliding against hers a promise of things to come.
Elizabeth groaned softly as his hands reached the top of her thighs, flexed one last time and then teasingly lifted so that his thumbs barely skimmed the material of her panties. She was surprised to hear a little growl of her own ripple from her lips as he continued to tease her and caressed the skin above and just below the waistband of her last piece of clothing. He chuckled in response, but worked his fingers further under the waistband and to the sides, so that when she lifted her ass, he was ready to pull them down.
The damp crotch of her panties clung to her drenched, swollen folds for a moment and she couldn't help but squirm at the sensation of cool air hitting her heated sex. He drew her panties off more gently than he had her trousers, letting his hands trace their way back down her legs as he did. She watched him down the length of her now also naked body and then held out her arms to him in eager invitation for him to join her on the bed.
He shook his head slowly, sending his mane of dark hair swaying and making her frown. His answer to her unasked question was to lick his lips slowly and then grin so lasciviously it made her breath catch as his meaning became all to apparent. He slid his hands onto her knees and then with deliberate slowness guided her legs further apart while at the same time leaning forward between them. She sucked in a shuddering breath as his hot breath washed over her swollen folds and let it out in a soft cry as his tongue traverse the length of her slit and deliberately lashed the exposed pearl of her clit.
His strong hands and flexing, massaging fingers kept her legs from snapping closed as he explored and feasted on her and she found herself grabbing and twisting handfuls of the covers to brace herself against the intense blasts of sensation. His lapping, lashing tongue, sucking lips and gently nipping and scraping teeth made her her writhe with her back arching off the bed, and drew shuddering little gasps and cries of delight from her as he sent delicious shockwave after shockwave of pleasure into her core and radiating out along her nerves. Her already excited sex, flexed, twisted and flooded as his oral ministrations charged the dynamo of her building climax at her centre ever higher.
“Don’t… Don’t stop.” She mewled, hands already reaching for the dark mane of his head to draw his talented mouth back down when he lifted it off her. Her hands froze at the feral look of desire in his eyes and the way her juices glistened on his lips, cheeks and beard. She yelped in surprise when with blinding speed, he rose and strong hand grasped her waist to lift, shift and reposition her on his bed so that she was at its centre and he was above her and between her legs. She moaned as she tasted herself, sweet and tangy and his lips when they swooped down to capture her in a hungry, near bruising kiss while his movement pressed the head of his rampant manhood between her swollen nether lips, without quite finding her entrance.
Elizabeth attempted take to firm control of her breathing, her expanding chest flattening her breasts against the unyielding slabs of muscles that was his and caressing her stiff nipples. His eyes were locked with hers as she wormed her hand down between them and narrowed for a moment when she grasped his shaft to guide it where they both wanted it. She could sense the tension and need flowing in him because it was alive in her too as she seated him at her entrance. She could feel the powerful beat of his heart translated into the heated throb of his shaft and it sent echoing harbingers of delight into her for what was to come.
She spread her legs just a little further in invitation and then gasped with a catching breath as her back arched and her hips buck under the electric friction of his shaft stretching and filling her. She clutched at his shoulder and then let her hand reach lower until it found the granite curve of his ass as he made his steady, measured journey to her centre. Her fingers tightened on his behind and then relaxed while she let out the breath she hadn’t even known she was holding with a contented sigh as their connection become complete and they were one.
Her hips undulated of their own accord, drawing a hiss from between gritted teeth from him as her sex contracted and squeezed his delectably thick length as she adjusted to his hot, pulsing presence. His face started to lower and she lifted hers to meet his lips for a passionate kiss while his hips set up a slow, counter-synced rhythm to hers to create shallow thrusts and a luxurious pump and grind. She moaned into his mouth as he stirred her molten core and sent snaking tendrils of sexual lightning arching out along her nerves.
Elizabeth curled her legs around his and clutched at the thick column of his neck and his broad shoulder to find some leverage to return his thrusts as he increased their length, speed and strength. She let cries of delight bubble from her lips on ragged breaths as their combined efforts created a steady baseline of pleasure rocked with spiking crescendos as they met and ground together. His strong hands explored and flexed across her skin adding jolts of sensation and his muscles worked against her grip as she did the same. Her lips left his to taste and test skin both fresh and salty with sweat as his driving shaft and her bucking hips continued to fuel the growing climax at her centre
She gasped and just managed to untangle her legs and adjust them as strong arms lifted her off the bed and changed their position from horizontal to vertical. Her legs were spread wide over his thick muscular thighs and the new position changed his angle inside her. The combination served to step up the surges of delight, as with the guidance of his hands at her hips, she found a steady rhythm to rise and fall on his throbbing length. She arched her back as he lowered his head and her sex tightened around him as an electric lash connected the turgid nipple he found and suckled on to her core.
He made little sounds of manly enjoyment as he feasted on her breasts and grunts of deliberate effort as his hips bucked hard to meet hers. Her body had started to tingle, nerves inside and out bombarded with exciting stimulation. Her breath was growing ragged and her heart hammered in her chest while her muscles quivering and singing with the effort of activity too long denied.
The sweet tension at her core and the attendant build up of sexual energy was quickly winding its way up to critical containment failure as their bodies met again and again and again. She wanted it to continue and yet at the same time, her body begged for the release of climax. When he dropped back, she followed and captured his full ups fro a deep, tongue swirling and teeth nipping kiss before she rose and began to ride him in earnest.
“God help me, but this is the best damn bad idea I have ever had!" Elizabeth Weir thought exultantly a moment before all thought was obliterated as her body tensed and she was unable to bite back the cry of joy and release that was propelled from her on the force of the climax that surged through her. She threw her head back as her spine arched into a taut, quivering bow while her body shuddered and her sex clenched and twisted with the waves of intense pleasure and sexual energy that flooded her nervous system.
Strong hands at her hips flexed pulling her down and she gasped as the hips between her legs bucked, driving the thick, long masculine shaft of her lover even deeper into her to start another cascade of climactic sensations rocketing through her. Her sex flooded almost in self-defense even as it clutched and flexed against its welcome invader.
She clutched at his broad chest, hard muscle resisting her fingers as he rolled his hips to grind into her and maintain the crest of delight on which she rode. He made a deep, rumbling growl that spoke of a suppressed roar which vibrated through her hands as his hips bucked hard and fast as his manhood swelled against her rippling grip to add the liquid heat of his climax to her own in heavy spurts. Its animal nature and intensity added to the pleasure she was receiving, the pleasure she was taking.
Pleasure flirted with pain, ecstasy and agony as her sustained orgasm tested already frazzled nerves and her lungs struggled to capture and hold air while her heart raced at a thousand miles an minute. Sweat stung her eyes making her blink and tickled her sensitized skin while muscles randomly tensed and relaxed underneath it on the wild, delicious ebb and flow of sensation. Minutes, hours, days, weeks, she didn't know and didn't care, passed as pleasure too long denied pulsed through her. His fingers relaxed and his hips dropped back to the bed with one more jolt of electric pleasure/pain with the impact before he stilled beneath her.
Elizabeth was panting heavily by the time her spine finally softened and the strength of her climax began to wane. With, the loss of the sexual energy, she all but collapse forward, her knees sliding back as she stretched out, her cheek coming to rest on his shoulder. She nuzzled at his neck, her nose pressed against his skin drawing in his masculine perfume of sweat, heated skin and sex.
Her body still twitched as echoes of her climax still wonderfully haunted it and she sighed as his hands slowly stroked back and forth along the length of her back while she caught her breath. The rise and fall of his chest was a gentle massage against her cheek. She opened her eyes and tilted her head to find Ronan Dex smiling down at her in a way that was part satisfaction, part affection and part smugness. She groaned and with an embarrassed chuckled lowered her eyes as she felt her cheeks start to heat despite the intimacy they had just shared.
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