All I Ask Of You

All I Ask of You


"Well, Radek, it seems that my work is done."

Radek looked up from his laptop where he was going over the schematics of the weapon, running simulations on possible energy conduits. In the doorway of the lab he was working in stood the very pleased Rachel, her fingers laced through the belt loops on her pants as she smiled brilliantly at Radek. He raised an eyebrow.

"What did you do now?" her smile only brightened.

"I just came from Rodney's room, well, my room, and I am pleased to say that things between John and Rodney seemed to be either fixed or almost back to normal." She sauntered over to him, leaning against his work station.

"And what gives you that idea?" she leaned closer to Radek, her mouth right next to his ear. To an onlooker it would have looked like an extremely inappropriate action for a married woman to partake in, but luckily there was no one else in the lab with them.

"Because when I went to go check on them," her breath tickled Radek's neck, sending a barely noticeable shiver down his spine, "they were well on their way to the absolutely fantastic, mind-blowing sex that comes from making up." she leaned away, pushing herself up onto Radek's work table and leaned back on her hands, smiling at Radek. He shook his head, trying to clear it.

"Oh, uhm, well. That is good, no?" he managed. If possible, her smile brightened further as he leaned back on her elbows, her legs splaying open slightly.

"Well, yes. And no." Radek shook his head again, forcing himself to look at anything else besides the woman practically laid out in front of hi like a feast.

"Really?" he cleared his throat. "Why is that?" If Radek had been looking at Rachel, he would have seen the positively seductive pout that any playboy bunny would have killed for grace her lips.

"Because..." her voice had a soft whine to it, "now I'm all hot and bothered and I have no one to... help me, with that problem..." She turned on her side, moving so that Radek's laptop was sitting in front of her stomach as she crossed her legs again, accenting her hips. She rested her head on her hand, her other hand tracing small circles on the work table.

Radek's face was completely flushed by now as he continuously looked over Rachel's displayed body and attempted to look away, failing each time. Rachel's smile was purely devilish as she watched Radek.

"But, perhaps... you would be able to help me, Radek?" she all but purred. Radek started to stutter, a mix between Czech and English as he stumbled up from his stool and his work station. He made an excuse to leave the lab and he didn't wait for Rachel to smile further as he backed out of his lab, scurrying away as fast as he could.

Rachel snorted quietly, sitting up and jumping down from the table gracefully, and headed towards the personal rooms, intending to get some sleep. And if John was planning on taking her spot in Rodney's bed that night, then she would simple have to commandeer his room for herself. She smiled, her hips swaying back and forth as she hoped that he had some comfortable clothes for her to wear to bed.

~

It was relatively easy to get into John's room, through really, being married to Rodney has given her a front row seat to all of his ramblings about Ancient technology, so really. It wasn't that impressive.

Rachel closed the door behind her, and looked around his room, smiling when she saw the poster of Johnny Cash above his bed and the guitar sitting on its stand in the corner. She bounced happily towards his bed, pulling the covers back before walking towards his dresser. She quickly stripped, throwing her boots, socks, pants, shirt and bra into a little pile at the end of the bed. She stood in only her underwear as she rummaged through John's clothing, looking for something suitable.

"Hm... This'll do." she picked up what looked like a comfortably worn sleeping shirt. She slipped it over her head, smiling as it reached just mid thigh. She wandered into his bathroom, shrugging before using his toothbrush. If he really got anal about it, she'd just get him a new one. She turned around, looking at herself in the mirror.

"You know," she said to her reflection, "I think that this look works for me." she nodded to herself and walked back to his bed, getting comfortable in his blankets. She took off her ear piece and set in on the night stand before closing her eyes and allowing herself some much earned sleep.

~

There was a banging on her door and Rachel groaned.

"Colonel Sheppard!" the banging continued and Rachel stumbled out of bed, rubbing the sleep from her eyes as she opened the door. She stared at the man in front of her, surprised.

"Uhm..." she glanced down, now only cursing that the worn fabric of the night shirt she picked had no problem from keeping her breasts from view. She looked up to see the man in front of her staring at her chest, blushing furiously.

"We were just, I was told – I mean, well, I thought that you and Dr. McKay, but, I, uh... I was supposed to get Colonel Sheppard but I can see, well, god can I see..." he trailed off, still staring at her chest. She sighed, rubbing her forehead.

"Listen." she waited a second before whistling, a sharp noise in the silence. "John is probably with Rodney. They were hanging out in our room last night and instead of making them break up the party, I came here to sleep instead," she made a shooing motion with her hand, "go." The man nodded, taking one last look at Rachel before turning on his heel and leaving. Rachel groaned, closing the door and quickly grabbed her ear piece from the night stand.

"Rodney this is Rachel, please respond." She hurriedly clasped her bra on underneath John's shirt.

"Rodney, please respond." she quickly put on her pants, socks and boots before running from his rooms, cursing.

"Radek, this is Rachel, please respond."

"Yes, Rachel?" she sighed as she ran around the corner, coming to a halt inside the transporter.

"I need you to get to Rodney's room as quick as you can. Some Air Force goon is going there to get John."

"Then what's the problem?" he sounded confused, but she could hear him moving over the radio.

"The problem is, is that they probable feel asleep after their extracurricular activities last night and Rodney isn't responding to my calls." Radek cursed in Czech as he too, started running through the halls as Rachel was transported to the closest transporter near Rodney's room.

"What do you want me to do?"

"I'm already heading there. Hopefully, I'll be able to reach them before the other person does, but I highly doubt that. If you see anyone heading towards Rodney's room, try to distract them."

"Right. I will try."

"Thanks, Rachel out."

~

She didn't even pause to knock, going straight for the Ancient technology as she opened the door by hand. She ran into their rooms, nearly out of breath. She stumbled over to the bed, not daring to believe that she had beat who ever it was who was at her door by luck. It had to have Radek or something and she wasn't going to waist time thinking about it. She tripped over some discarded clothing and she landed on the bed. She landed on something hard. It grunted and tried to push her off.

"Hey, listen to me," she poked whoever it was she had landed on, "you guys need to get up now. Someone is on their way looking for John so you two need to get up, now. Please." she continued to poke the hard mass beneath her until it relented and shoved the blankets off, revealing a naked and disgruntled John Sheppard.

"Five more minutes." he glared sleepily at Rachel and she sighed, shaking her head.

"You don't have five minutes. Someone is coming here, looking for you, and you're naked and in bed with Rodney. You need to get up now." she explained calmly.

His look of 'oh, shit' was simply priceless and once again, it left Rachel wishing for a camera.