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Chapter 2
“You have
improved greatly John,” Teyla breathed as she and John circled one another,
weapons poised to defend against attack. Their heavy breathing filled the room
as they stared each other down. It was harder and harder every session to fend
off his attacks. Either he’d been paying more attention or he’d been
practicing, probably both. Something she was both proud and grateful for. Their
training sessions brought her a great sense of purpose. They held sessions
three times a week for at least two hours at a time, which fed the rumor mill
like crazy. Every other day something new would be started. The fact that they
were together was true but the majority of everything else was off in left
field.
John
twirled his weapons in an effort to confuse her like she would with him. Be patient John don’t rush or you’ll end up on your back he concentrated on her eye
and hip movement. Teyla was a very controlled fighter and hardly let her
opponent know or see any weakness. John had to admit when he first asked her to
train him he did it just to spend time with her. To learn more about her and
her ways that kind of thing, but as time went on he became entranced with the art
of Athosian stick fighting. Then he became entranced by the beautiful woman
before him.
She
shifted her weight and they attacked at the same time. They countered each
other like clock work. The rapid sound of weapons clashing together filled the
room. Neither held their punches and soon Teyla found herself
weaponless and backed into the nearest wall. John’s first real victory.
“Gotcha…”
he breathed heavily as he continued to back her to the nearest wall slowly. Her
back hit the cool surface of the nearest wall and she held up her hands in
surrender. Heat engulfed his body. It wasn’t everyday he got the best of her in
a fight and when he did it was because she wasn’t rested or he was turning into
a life sucking bug. All his training and practice finally paid off and he felt
a great sense of pride but not victory. He finally understood it wasn’t about
winning, but surviving.
“You have
me…now what do you plan to do with me?” she quirked an eyebrow at him as she
tried to calm her breathing. She looked between his face and the weapons before
her carefully. She met his eyes evenly and waited.
He looked
her up and down then met her eyes heavily. An involuntary shudder raked her
body. Only by a mere look he could reduce her to her current state. They had
been together for the last couple of months and did a pretty good job of
keeping he rumor mill quiet. Still, they had not crossed that final barrier.
They were intimate but not all the way. John never pushed her and he never
tried to talk her into going all the way. He wanted to have and give all but he
was content with their current relationship. It was up to her when they would
take the final step, but that sure as hell didn’t stop him from teasing the
hell out of her, like now.
He let
the fighting stick drop away. “I’m still a little tense…” he stepped closer.
“…what about you?” He leaned down and ran his nose up her neck to behind her
ear. “You smell good,” he complimented softly. He settled himself flush against
her body and pinned her arms above her head against the wall. “Don’t move…” he
commanded. One hand trailed down the soft skin of her arm, across her chest,
down her toned and muscled tummy.
“John…”
she breathed when she realized his intentions.
“Shhh…” he watched his own hand as he trailed further down
and pushed aside the soft tresses of her skirt and grabbed the back of her
thigh to lift her around his waist. Leaving her exposed to his wanting hand.
Teyla’s head was spinning. She would never understand the connection they
shared. He was able to bring her to such heights of pleasure without much
effort. He gently rubbed up and down the outside of her panties. This brought
her slightly out of her haze as she realized his intentions. He couldn’t possibly…then
she felt him push aside her panties and slip a finger between her soaking wet
folds. She moaned and bit down on her lip as his finger started to circle
around and over her clit.
She tried
to break his hold on her wrists but he held her firmly. “John we can’t…”
“…don’t
worry about it just let go,” he insisted heatedly. God I love doing this to her he watched her face. Her cheeks were
flushed, her mouth agape, her eyes half closed and glazed. God I love how she feels, so slick…I bet she feels amazing…he let
that thought drop and put his attention back to her. By now she was desperately
trying to keep from moaning too loudly. Even though the door was shut it didn’t
mean someone walking by couldn’t hear what went on inside and try to
investigate. He wasn’t about to tell her but he was just as worried about
someone walking in too.
“John,”
she whimpered pushing herself against his skilled hand.
He grazed
his lips across her jaw to her ear. “You want more?” he said more than asked
and before she could respond his slipped a single finger inside her.
A broken
moan fell from her lips and she tightened her hold on his hips. “By the Gods…”
she breathed as he started a steady pace in and out of her warm slick body. She
opened her eyes and looked him dead in the eye. “John Sheppard…” her words fell
as he curled his finger inside her. She gasped but did not close her eyes or
look away as her orgasm raked her body violently.
The way
she came was one of the best things he loved about her most. So vibrantly, it
was almost violent like she was in pain but her face never held the expression
of pain. He slowed his pace until she gained her composure and set her back on
her feet. “Feel better now?” he brushed his lips against hers but didn’t kiss
her.
She
smiled against him and nodded, “Very much so.” She reached over and curled her
fingers inside the hem of his pants. “Do you need to…” she let a hand fall to
the concealed erection. “…release some tension?” she
tilted her head up at him and smiled seductively.
He smiled
back down at her and gently grasped her hands. “Not here…” he berated looking
around like they would be caught any second.
She
raised an eyebrow.
He
quickly rushed to explain. “If someone had walked in while I was…” he trailed
off. “…we could have easily played it off by saying that I finally got the
upper hand, figuratively speaking, and pinned you against the wall and decided
to gloat about it.” She didn’t seem convinced. “Now giving a handjob or blowjob here wouldn’t be so easy to explain away.”
“I see,”
she nodded and laced her fingers with his. “Why do we not adjourn for the day…”
he quickly captured her lips.
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Reviews would be appreciate on this one.
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