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Stargate: SG-1 › Stargate Atlantis
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
2,675
Reviews:
9
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Nightscapes - All But the Carrige
This was another scene that was neglected in the realm of fanfiction, so I wrote it myself.
21:27 Atlantis Standard Time
Having finished a late dinner in the mess hall, Carson Beckett and Laura Cadman had reluctantly left to meander through the corridors of Atlantis until finally arriving at the door of Laura’s room.
Carson desperately searched for another anecdote or tale to keep them talking for a few minutes longer. He wanted to continue to listen to her voice, look at her face, watch her smile.
Laura was equally reluctant to end the evening.
Just look at you, thought Carson. You’re so beautiful, and strong, and smart. Wha’ are ya doin’ spending an even’n with me. I wanna kiss ya so badly, bu’ it’s too soon, not proper. Lordy, we barely know each other, and I'm alreedy in luv with ya.
An eternity seemed to pass while neither one of them said anything. Carson tried not to stare at her breasts and notice how her white t-shirt was too tight, while Laura wondered if he had noticed how she had worn the only lacey bra that she had brought with her to Atlantis. She was the one to finally break the silence with, “Carson, do you want to have sex?”
Carson blanched.
Laura quickly responded, “I know it’s sudden, but I really want to have sex with you. Now -- if you’re ready to move our relationship to that point.” Over the years as a soldier, Laura Cadman had lost most of her inhibitions. The military had taught her to speak up, take orders, give people orders, and if there was something needing doing, to do it. Her service had also taught her that people did not always live to accomplish their dreams. Laura was not going to waste time on a relationship, no, a man whom she thought was the kindest, most desirable person she had ever met.
Carson’s mouth was still hanging open. He felt an extreme sense of achievement when he was able to bob his mouth open and closed like a fish.
“Listen, if you’re not ready, I completely understand, but I feel so close to you already.”
“I . . . uh . . . I – um,” but before Carson could babble incoherently any further, Laura pulled at his shirt and kissed his open mouth.
The first few moments of the kiss were awkward (Carson’s mouth hanging open and all), but after Carson’s other head had taken over his voluntary responses, the two new lovers had found their footing. Carson’s footing being between Laura’s as he pushed her up against the dusky blue Atlantian wall. He wanted to make the embrace a caring one and caressed her lips with his tongue while his hands held her chest, still not daring to touch her breasts.
Laura’s hands were on Carson’s head, pulling him more deeply into the kiss, and she moaned encouragement. She could feel his arousal grow against her stomach and she smiled. One hand snaked from his short hair down his chest and stomach until finding its goal at his pants.
Carson gasped loudly, not expecting such an intimate touch so soon. Well, wha de ya expect from Laura, he mused, plunging deeper into her mouth.
Laura removed her hand. Slow it down, Laura, she told herself. Don’t screw this up!
Carson smiled and reached for her stray hand. They broke the kiss and looked into each other’s eyes. Carson saw the promise of love and adoration, while Laura saw caring and devotion. They simply looked at one another for several seconds, basking in their new found love.
It was then that Dr. Radek Zelenka turned a corner and passed through the corridor. He only needed a glance to realize that it was Carson and Laura in a lover’s embrace. About time, he thought and quickly diverted his attention to the wall opposite to them. “Evening, Carson, Laura.”
Laura noticed him first and froze. Hearing his voice, Carson also froze. After he had passed and had, they assumed, entered his room, the two laughed. There were rules about public displays of affection, and this had defiantly qualified as a public display of affection even if it was in a nearly abandoned corridor at ten at night.
“Do you wanna take this inside?” asked Carson, still gazing lovingly into her eyes.
Laura’s answer was a kissed.
Stay tuned for more! Where there is kissing, there is sure to be nastiness to follow.
21:27 Atlantis Standard Time
Having finished a late dinner in the mess hall, Carson Beckett and Laura Cadman had reluctantly left to meander through the corridors of Atlantis until finally arriving at the door of Laura’s room.
Carson desperately searched for another anecdote or tale to keep them talking for a few minutes longer. He wanted to continue to listen to her voice, look at her face, watch her smile.
Laura was equally reluctant to end the evening.
Just look at you, thought Carson. You’re so beautiful, and strong, and smart. Wha’ are ya doin’ spending an even’n with me. I wanna kiss ya so badly, bu’ it’s too soon, not proper. Lordy, we barely know each other, and I'm alreedy in luv with ya.
An eternity seemed to pass while neither one of them said anything. Carson tried not to stare at her breasts and notice how her white t-shirt was too tight, while Laura wondered if he had noticed how she had worn the only lacey bra that she had brought with her to Atlantis. She was the one to finally break the silence with, “Carson, do you want to have sex?”
Carson blanched.
Laura quickly responded, “I know it’s sudden, but I really want to have sex with you. Now -- if you’re ready to move our relationship to that point.” Over the years as a soldier, Laura Cadman had lost most of her inhibitions. The military had taught her to speak up, take orders, give people orders, and if there was something needing doing, to do it. Her service had also taught her that people did not always live to accomplish their dreams. Laura was not going to waste time on a relationship, no, a man whom she thought was the kindest, most desirable person she had ever met.
Carson’s mouth was still hanging open. He felt an extreme sense of achievement when he was able to bob his mouth open and closed like a fish.
“Listen, if you’re not ready, I completely understand, but I feel so close to you already.”
“I . . . uh . . . I – um,” but before Carson could babble incoherently any further, Laura pulled at his shirt and kissed his open mouth.
The first few moments of the kiss were awkward (Carson’s mouth hanging open and all), but after Carson’s other head had taken over his voluntary responses, the two new lovers had found their footing. Carson’s footing being between Laura’s as he pushed her up against the dusky blue Atlantian wall. He wanted to make the embrace a caring one and caressed her lips with his tongue while his hands held her chest, still not daring to touch her breasts.
Laura’s hands were on Carson’s head, pulling him more deeply into the kiss, and she moaned encouragement. She could feel his arousal grow against her stomach and she smiled. One hand snaked from his short hair down his chest and stomach until finding its goal at his pants.
Carson gasped loudly, not expecting such an intimate touch so soon. Well, wha de ya expect from Laura, he mused, plunging deeper into her mouth.
Laura removed her hand. Slow it down, Laura, she told herself. Don’t screw this up!
Carson smiled and reached for her stray hand. They broke the kiss and looked into each other’s eyes. Carson saw the promise of love and adoration, while Laura saw caring and devotion. They simply looked at one another for several seconds, basking in their new found love.
It was then that Dr. Radek Zelenka turned a corner and passed through the corridor. He only needed a glance to realize that it was Carson and Laura in a lover’s embrace. About time, he thought and quickly diverted his attention to the wall opposite to them. “Evening, Carson, Laura.”
Laura noticed him first and froze. Hearing his voice, Carson also froze. After he had passed and had, they assumed, entered his room, the two laughed. There were rules about public displays of affection, and this had defiantly qualified as a public display of affection even if it was in a nearly abandoned corridor at ten at night.
“Do you wanna take this inside?” asked Carson, still gazing lovingly into her eyes.
Laura’s answer was a kissed.
Stay tuned for more! Where there is kissing, there is sure to be nastiness to follow.