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TITLE: Never Say Never
AUTHOR: MidKnight
CHAPTER: 2 of 2
FANDOM: FarScape
SHIP: Aeryn / John
RATING: NC-17
CATEGORY: Erotica
SPOILERS: A couple, Season One
SYNOPSIS: WARNING: HERE BE SPOILERS – Aeryn decides to find out if it is really only the heat of the moment that made her do the things she’d done with Crichton.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own FarScape. None of these characters belong to me. They belong to the people who 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: This is my first Farscape fic. I apologize before hand and hope you will forgive any errors or blatant discrepancies.
FEEDBACK: Yes Please. It helps. It really, really helps. Take a minute, review and tell me what you think. It really will be much appreciated. – midknight_tales@yahoo.com
CHAPTER TWO
“Of course.” She muttered and then took a deep breath before sitting up and telling him to come in as she raised the illumination. “Sorry if I woke you.” He apologized, ducking his head and not quite meeting her eye as the door closed behind him. “I wasn’t sleeping.” She admitted as she hugged her knees to her chest and pressed her back into the bulkhead that made up the head of her bunk. “You okay? You look a little flushed. Should I ask Pilot to check the atmospherics in here?” he wondered. “No… No, it’s fine, I’m fine.” She responded raking her dark hair back and out of her face.
“What can I do for you, John?” she asked to head off any more questions he might have had. John sat down at the foot of her bunk, his hands grasping the edges as he turned his head to look at her. “I think we need to talk about what happened during The Ancients simulation of earth.” He proposed, his voice soft in the quiet, still air. “Like when we were caught in The Flax, we thought we were going to die and we frelled. It was a perfectly natural response. What is there to talk about?” She summed up their behavior roughly and in their basest terms, her eyes skittering away from his.
“Dammit, Aeryn! It wasn’t like that. We didn’t frell… I didn’t frell you. We…” he retorted his voice rising in anger. “We what, John?” she asked calmly although she wanted to shout even louder than he was. That was the problem for her. The sex was sex, great frelling sex, but all the emotions that came with it and after as she lay with her head on his chest, calm, content and completely at peace, listening to the steady beat of his heart, pressed warm and comfortable against his side, their legs twined and his arm cradling her back while his fingers idly drew patterns on her hip. Sitting there with him now she could put names to those feeling, but the combination and the intensity confused her. They were alien to her, as alien as he had been when she had first met him. “What did we do?” she repeated the question softly, asking it of them both.
His eyes narrowed and she could see his brow furrow for a moment before he gave her a speculative look. “We… We made love.” He stated and she found herself simply looking at him, her chin resting on her hands, which she had placed on her knees. ”So, you can only express your love when we’re likely going to die.” She countered, the words sounding foolish as she said them, but seemed at the same time to strike directly at the heart of the anger and frustration she had been feeling as they had danced around each other since returning to Moya. “Of course not. I… It’s complicated… I couldn’t just grab you and kiss you and drag you off to bed, even though I wanted to, want to.” He tried to explain. “Well, maybe you should have.” She retorted, her voice rising with a note of petulance and anger that surprised her. Was that really what she wanted? Was the unease she felt because for the first time in her life she desired someone, truly desired a specific person and he didn’t seem to feel the same.
He frowned at her. “Aeryn, we need to talk about this.” He stated moving closer, but still staying out of reach. “John, you have feeling for me and I have feelings for you… You say you love me and I guess I feel the same, not because I am unsure of what I feel, but because I don’t understand it. When you say you love me, I don’t really know what that means. I understand the concept as it relates to my world, but it doesn’t seem right… Frell! I’m saying the words and they don’t make sense. When we talk we end up fighting. I don’t want to fight. On your fake earth we didn’t fight. I want…” the words poured out of her, propelled by the strange tight feeling in her throat, only stopping when she couldn’t find the words or how to exactly express what she really wanted and she blinked as her eyes suddenly felt hot and prickly.
Aeryn didn’t see him move, just felt his weight shifting on the bunk and she stiffened for a moment when he wrapped his arms around her, but after lifting her head to rest it on his shoulder, she closed her eyes and went all but limp against his warm support. His hand gently stroked her hair and back and after awhile the strange tightness in her throat and chest eased. “I’m sorry… I’m trying to make this easier for you, but I’m messing up. I’m sorry.” He apologized, for what she wasn’t exactly sure, his gravelly voice soft and tender, nor was she sure about why it made her feel just a little better. His arm tightened around her brushing the side of her breast as she felt him press his lip to the exposed juncture of her neck and shoulder. His lips were warm and his breath hot against her skin. His touch sent a warm current flowing through her to ignite the flame she had so recently dampened in her loins. “More.” She whispered with hungry encouragement.
“More?” he wondered, infuriatingly not understanding her request and she worried at her lower lip for a moment. “Do that again…That and… More… We’re… We’re not in any danger of dying in the near foreseeable future… Show me love like you did before… Let me know we can be like that because that is whom we are not what desperate situations make us… Show me that is who I can be when there is a future, that… That we can have a real future. That’s what I want. ” She explained haltingly, having to search for the words, trying them in her head and almost tasting them to make sure that they were the right ones before she made her demand.
His lips found hers, tentatively at first, lightly sucking at first her upper lip and then the lower one. His hand lightly caressed her cheek and then slid into her hair as she leaned back and he tilted her head to kiss her more deeply. Her tongues tangled with his in the arena of their joined mouths and her hand curled around his neck as she straightened out on her bunk and he followed suite to join her on it completely. Bursts of warming sensation wafted along her skin as his body pressed against hers his kiss growing in heat and passion. His fingers dug through her mass of black hair to find and massage her scalp while the other slid down her back to grab and cup her ass. His leg was between hers and she undulated against his solid thigh to grind herself against it in an attempt to scratch the itch that was once again growing at her feminine core. He kicked his boots off blindly and she rode the movement of his legs to stimulate herself, her sex clenching and flexing against itself.
The rush of sensation as they kissed and ground together washed away her thoughts and doubts and although she had been the one to ask him for more it was she who took things further first. Her hands blindly dug his t-shirt out from his pants after roughly undoing his belt, so that she could drag her short nails over his hard abdomen before pulling the garment up along his body. She made a disapproving sound as his hands left her, but she conceded to the necessity and only sucked at his lower lip for a moment before she released his mouth to drag his t-shirt up and off him. He took advantage of their separation and soon it was her turn to lift her arms and they were soon both naked from the waist up.
His lips plundered hers again, to the point that when they left with nipping, nibbling teeth down her chin as was panting and fighting to catch her breath. His hands were here and then there, exploring her in slow sweeps of touch that left tingling echoes along her skin. The muscles of his back flexed and shifted under the kneading of her fingers as his lips moved lower, pressing wet, warm blooms against the side of her neck. His teeth scraped across her pulse and then his tongue explored the hollow at the base of her throat with a swirling flick before he moved onto her chest. She continued to ride his thigh, feeling her self grow wetter and wetter while she dug her hands into the top of his trousers and under his boxers to grab his ass. She felt the hot tube of his sex lurch and twitch where it pressed against her pelvis.
“He is still wearing too many damn clothes.” She thought and sucked in a hissing breath and let out a long, low moan as his tongue slithered down her cleavage and then traced the lower curve of her breast before he pounced and pulled the turgid peak of her nipple into the hot, wet suction of his mouth. Her back arched of its own accord to press more of her tit flesh into his wonderful, hungry mouth while she concentrated hard to make her hands do her bidding and start to push his pants and underwear off his hips. He helped whether intentionally or not by wriggling as he attempted to kick off his boots and they ground against each other.
His hands started to make forays into the boxers she had commandeered from him to clutch and fondle her ass. Sensation ebbed and flowed through her body on hot, electric sparks and she could feel herself loosing control by slow, delicious and frightening degrees. She wanted the relationship, all the things she tried to convey to him, but she also wanted this. It had been a long time since anyone had ignited such desire in her, passion so powerful it managed to push aside the walls of control she had so painstakingly constructed that had been drilled into her as a Peacekeeper. The intertwining of lust and emotion both thrilled and scared her, but the more they touched, the more the taste and scent of him enveloped her the less the fear mattered and that, in itself, was dangerous to her in a way she could neither define or explain. Her need sang in her blood and raked across her heated skin and she fleetingly wondered if somehow it might be connected to heat delirium.
Aeryn tested the hard muscle of his shoulder with her teeth and raked her short nails across his back as he found and suckled at her hard, tight nipple sending a sharp jolt of delight into her chest. As, enjoyable as their position was, it soon became apparent that it would not allow them to remove the last of their clothing. They looked into each others eyes, neither quite able to completely still the pump and grind of their hips and then an unspoken agreement was made and they parted to hastily remove the last of their clothes. She pulled him back onto the bunk and into a hungry kiss before he had quite managed to extricate his right foot from the tangle of his trousers and boxers, but it didn’t matter, the maleness of him was free for her to touch and she made good use of that fact as she explored his throbbing length from stem to stern and back. He groaned and thrust into her fist, which she tightened around him as he ducked his head and again found, laved and then suckled at her breast.
John tried to shift her onto her back, a strong hand pushing and pulling at her hip as his strong fingers kneaded the curve, and his hips twisting to move between her legs, but she resisted him. They wrestled in slow motion for a few moments without either of them reaching the upper hand, as the distraction of the exploration of their nudity seemed to override any wish for true dominance. They could have gone on like that for arns, but tasting and touching were not all that they wanted and finally he capitulated and she ended up with him on the bunk and her sitting up, straddling his thighs. She continued to stroke his throbbing length as she looked down at him and he stared up at her. The air felt cool against her skin in the absence of his. He had surrendered to her; his arms limp at his sides, the tips of his fingers just brushing her knees.
He started to sit up, but a single finger pressed to the centre of his chest made him settle back down. She grasped the base of his cock, feeling its virile throb against her fingers as she steadied it and rose up as she shifted forward. His hands shifted onto her knees and then up along her thighs, fingers flexing to massage the muscles even as they urged her legs further apart. He groaned and she felt him jerk against her grip as she ran his pointed head through her wet, swollen folds until she found her entrance. Her eyes found his and she was startled by the impossible mix of blazing lust, soft adoration and tenderness he beamed at her. She blinked slowly, hiding the sight from her for a moment and then letting it return before she relaxed and slowly sank down on him. She let go of his dick and steadied herself with both her hands on his hard, flat abdomen while he took some of her weigh by grasping her hips.
Aeryn’s eyelids lowered and then refused to fully rise again, instead, fluttering as his thick manliness slowly parted her intimate flesh, filling and stretching her, throbbing against her snug, clutching channel and sending blooms of delightful sensations expanding into her as he forged a steady, heated trail of friction to her core. A heavy drawn out moan escaped her lips as if pushed out and displaced by his cock filling her as she settled down on him and they were one. She felt a strange sense of completeness with him inside her, like he was a missing piece of some intimate, cosmic puzzle.
This is what she feared; this is what he did to her. He made her think and even possibly believe in such soft, romantic drivel. Made her think there might be a life beyond war and strife. His fingers massaged her hips as she slowly circled them to stir her molten core with his solid shaft and sensation started to eradicate thought. She tilted her head back, her wealth of dark hair tickling her shoulder blades and back as she luxuriated in the sparks a delightful sensation that emanated from his maleness inside her. Aeryn licked her lips because they felt hot and dry and a drawn out moan slipped out of them as he started to slowly undulate and drive up inside her.
She increased the length of his strokes, rising and falling in counter sync with his undulating hips and thrusting shaft. He kept the pace deliciously slow and she made no attempt to increase the pace. She tried to keep her eyes open but they would close and then slowly open again as she feel and rose and the pleasure increased and ebbed. His strong fingers massaged her sides and back and the way he looked at her made her tighten around him even as she flooded with slippery lubrication. “Aeryn… Oh My Aeryn.” He said and her name was praise, delight, awe, devotion and endearment all wrapped up in blazing desire. “Frell you, John Crichton.” She muttered under her shuddering breath as she circled her hips to grind down on him as the connected and, after flexing her short fingernails into his hard chest, she ran them up and behind his neck.
She pulled him into a sitting position and his lips to hers and kissed him as if she were trying to climb inside him. The change of position halted their rhythm, but it didn’t matter as they ground together sending lightning strikes of sensation shooting into her loins as he stimulated the exposed livewire of her clit. She kissed him until she couldn’t breath, her heaving chest mashing her breasts and the stiff points of her nipples into his heaving chest and adding another dimension of delightful sparks. They both gasped to take in gulps of breath when she broke the kiss. He looked deep into her eyes and then returned his lips to hers with the gentlest of kisses hat somehow managed to convey as much passion as hers had, but in a way that was alien to her, yet very, very seductive.
She whimpered into his mouth as much from the sensation as from the emotions it stirred in her. “It okay, Baby.” He rumbled soothingly in his deep, gravelly voice as his lips left hers and High Command help her she believed him. His strong hands slid down her back to cup her ass and he squeezed the cheeks as she lifted herself up along him and then relaxed and slid down with a moan as he drilled into her molten core once more. His hands supported some of her weight and with that support and his guidance they managed to find a rhythm and pace that had her riding his wonderful length.
Aeryn threaded her fingers into his short hair and guided his head down to her chest. His breath heated her skin and then his lips and tongue were wet on her skin. His tongue snaked down the valley of her cleavage as she arched her back and leaned backward to off her breasts to him. His tongue slithered along and his teeth grazed her skin to send little waves of sensation zipping into he chest. These sensations amped up as his tongue drew a diminishing spiral to the taut sensitive peak of her nipple. A soft little cry rocketed from her lips when his lips latched onto her areola and he sucked hard, his agile tongue lashing her nipple and igniting a line of fire to her loins that made her constrict around his throbbing maleness and increase the friction and pleasure as she plunged down on him.
He grunted and she hissed as his teeth clamped onto her nipple, the mixture of pleasure and pain making her hips jerk. “That feels so… So good!” She panted as he lavished the same treatment on her other breast and she added more grind to their pump. His lips vibrated against her skin and around her nipple as he said something that sounded like an agreement. The sweet tension in her loins was building exponentially, the sexual energy that fed it growing in leaps and bounds as their bodies collided again and again and again with surges and jolts of pleasure. Her body was alive as only sex or battle could make it. Her muscles sang with the joy of exertion, as did her blood, pounding in her ears to the beat of her racing heart. Air got dragged into her lungs in hungry panted gulps, but hardly stayed in her lungs to sooth the burning fire within as they picked up the pace.
Perspiration popped up on their skin and lubricated the caress of his skin on hers, but it also beaded into little rivulets that slid down her body in odd places leaving unexpected little shivers of sensation. Her moans became soft cries of delight as she clutched at his head and pressed his mouth to her breasts as the roiling energy at her centre began to test her ability to contain it and arching tendrils licked out to make her belly start quivering and her muscles to twitch outside of her control. He fought her hands, his lips leaving a trail of kisses up her chest, then her shoulder and finally her neck after he burrowed through the wild, sweat-damp midnight tresses. While, his hands stroked up and down her back in a strangely soothing caress that was at odds with her spiking excitement.
“Don’t… Don’t fight it. Just… Just let it happen.” He panted hotly against the shell of her ear, as their strokes became short and fast, more rock and roll than rising and falling. His arms tightened around her and he nuzzled and sucked at the side of her throat and she clutched at the sweaty expanse of his back, rocking and grinding against his throbbing masculine hardness. Her breathing sped up even further as the waves of pleasure crashed together into a heavy, powerful rising swell. The wave rose and rose and rose and then crested. Aeryn’s head whipped back and a primal scream of release bubbled up out of her throat as her senses were inundated by a tsunami of bliss as her climax exploded.
She shuddered as her muscles tensed and then relaxed and tensed again, locking herself around him as a rolling lightning storm of delight wreaked delicious havoc on her nerves. He bucked beneath her and then his almost savage roar of release joined the echoes of her own and he joined the liquid heat of his essence with hers. His shaft expanding to expel each spurt against the tight grip of her constricted, climactic sheath and renewing the blast of bliss and making her mewl with the overload of sensation. She panted hard and fast, her heart beating a wild tattoo against her ribs while stars danced behind lids she didn’t recall lowering. Her skin tingled and blazed and her sex rippled around him, milking him as electric lashes laden with orgasmic energy snaked up her spine and whipped out along every nerve and sinew.
She could hear the strained rasp of his breathing and feel it hot against her neck as they clung to each other, shuddering and twitching with groans and whimpers as their shared satiation ran its course. Aeryn felt light headed, but dreamily surrendered to the feeling to float in a warm cocoon of joyful delight, yet she was also safely tethered by the connection of his pulsing manhood as well as his strong arms. The intensity of her climax waned by degrees, first allowing her to draw a long, deep breath to cool her burning lungs and then drag her eyelids open.
“Goddamn, Woman. You are something else.” He commented on a ragged breath. Even if she had been able to find her voice, she didn’t know how to respond to the awe and adoration in his tone, so she just rest her cheek on his broad shoulder and nuzzled at his neck, smelling and tasting the salt of sweat on his skin as she waited for her body to return to her control. She twitched around him and groaned quietly as he started to soften and retreat from her steamy centre. She hissed and he groaned as her sex clenched and twisted in response to the friction and another pulse of sensation jangled already frayed nerves.
John dropped back down onto her bunk and she followed him, both grunting with he impact and the shock wave of painful delight that accompanied it. She sighed as she straightened her legs and could lay stretched out and draped limp and sated on top of him. Her mass of dark hair was a cool curtain around her face and she could feel and heart the steady thump of his heart against her ear. Their position mean although he had shrunk free of her, she could still feel his spent member nestled amongst her still, swollen and sensitive folds as well as the slow trickle of their combined completion leaving her. The now steady rise and fall of his chest massaged her breasts and the tingly points of her semi-erect nipples while his hand continued to slow slide back and forth along her back, his fingertips drawing idle little patterns on her skin as their sweat dried.
Aeryn sighed again and the curtain of her raven hair hid the soft smile on her lips as she realized that at the moment she was happy, content and at peace and that it was because of John Crichton. She mulled the idea over and over in her head, looking at from every angle. There were all kinds of down sides, but she finally concluded that maybe being with John was what she wanted and whatever happened, she would have this feeling of security and love to remember.
“Are you okay?” He asked as his hand left he back and gently brushed away the hair from her face. She tilted her head to look into his eyes finding love and adoration mixed with concern. “I’m… I’m good.” She answered and pressed her lips to his skin drawing a little sigh from him. When her gaze returned to his eyes, it held only love and adoration and his lips were curved into a ever so slightly smug smile while she felt his manhood twitch with life. “Don’t get cocky, Crichton.” She warned him and he chuckled softly, while she exhaled a sound of soft delight as his hand returned to stroking the length of her back and he kissed the top of her head.
“John, we… We need to take this slow… This is new for me.” She stipulated with a simple explanation that hardly did the situation justice, but was the best way she could articulate it, in a soft, hesitant voice that she barely recognized as her own. “We can take this at whatever speed you want, Aeryn. Just… Just don’t shut me out. I can… Can be a real knucklehead too, so we’ll… We’ll just have to be patient open and honest with each other.“ He agreed, but added a few caveats of his own in a voice, though steadier than hers, that was still tentative. “Okay.” She answered firmly if quietly and he nodded before he captured her chin and tilting her face higher brought his lips to hers in a slow, deep and intimate lovers kiss.
He sucked lightly at her lower lip as he broke the kiss and she sighed contentedly as she relaxed back onto his shoulder. His proposal seemed to make perfect sense in theory, but how practical it was she didn’t know. She laughed to herself. Nothing about this was practical, for dren sake, they were being hunted by more than half the known galaxy and here she was falling in love. “If only my old drill sergeant could see her now.” She mused with an internal snort.
Aeryn bit her lip momentarily. “You know, I never intended for this to happen again.” She admitted going with his suggestion for honesty after several minute of companionable silence between them and his rumbling chuckle floated down from above. “Why does that amuse you?” she asked with a frown. “On my world, on earth, we have a saying: Never say never.” He informed her and she blinked as she felt his manhood start to stiffen back to life. “Oh, then it must be true.” She responded with a chuckle of her own as she reached down to help him on his way.
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