Disclaimer: All characters of StarGate and StarGate Atlantis belong to their respective writers and MGM. This is a work of fan fiction. I just want to play with them for awhile.

Copyright 2009 awakethepassion

1.

“How's the ankle?”

“Fine.” She lifted her leg and wiggled her foot so that he could see. “Just a little sore but at least I can walk on it.”

“Good.” He turned back to the Jumper's controls and leaned back in his chair. Teyla was sitting behind him and he glanced back at the pack's stacked in the rear. “Think you bought enough stuff, Teyla?”

“Me?” She turned in her seat to look at him. “I believe that most of those things are yours, Colonel. Though what half of them are, I have no idea.”

John just grinned to himself and didn't answer. After he dropped Teyla and Susan off at the Athosian village he planned to go on a little scouting trip. Halling had once told him about this perfect little place off the mainland and he wanted to check it out. He'd already had a little talk with Teyla and she planned to stay in the village with her people and Susan...well, he had another idea for her.

“There it is.” Teyla leaned over his shoulder and pointed to a spot in the distance.

In a matter of minutes, John had set the Jumper down in a field outside at the edge of the village. Bright sunlight flooded into the back of the little ship when he lowered the ramp. He looked up and saw Teyla start to smile as a tall figure turned in their direction and began to walk toward them, a smaller figure hurrying along after him.

“Sheppard! Teyla!” Halling called out as they stepped out into the light. The smaller figure flung himself at Sheppard and wrapped his arms around his waist.

“Hey, Jinto.” John smiled and ruffled the boy's hair.

Halling's eyes widened slightly when Susan stepped off the end of the ramp and moved to stand beside John.

John smiled slightly and keeping his arm around Jinto's shoulders reached for Susan's hand with the other. “Halling, I'd like you to meet Susan Walker. My-”

“Are you his wife?” Jinto asked wide eyed.

“Jinto.” Halling lightly scolded him but he gave Susan an approving look.

“But Teyla said-”

“Jinto!”

“Not yet.” John just grinned and tightened his grip on her hand. “But we're working on it.”

Halling smiled, then he stepped forward and gently placed his hands on Susan's shoulders. He leaned down and gently touched his forehead to hers. “Welcome to our village, Susan Walker.”

“Thank you.” Susan told him and returned the gesture. “Teyla's told me a lot about you. I'm glad you've agreed to let me come along for the visit.”

“She explained to us your interest and your...” Halling glanced at Sheppard and smiled. “Friendship with Sheppard.” Then he turned back to Susan. “He has become a good friend to us so it is only fitting that we extend the same to his lady.”

Susan smiled slightly and gave John and Teyla a look. His Lady?

Teyla took a breath and nodded to Halling. “Perhaps we should go. I am sure that Doctor...” She dipped her head slightly and smiled. “Susan...is full of questions.”

John started to say something and Susan kicked him in the foot. A gesture that Halling didn't fail to notice. Laughing, he bowed slightly and motioned for Teyla and Susan to go ahead of him. He started to follow them but John held him back.

“Halling...could I talk to you for a minute.” He glanced down at Jinto. “Privately.”

“Of course.” Halling leaned down to his son and practically pried him off of John's hip. “Jinto. I would like for you to go with Teyla and Doctor Walker. They may need help with something.”

“Father-” Jinto hadn't seen the Colonel in quite some time and he was reluctant to let go of the man he had come to trust and admire.

“You can visit with the Colonel later, Jinto. Perhaps after supper. Now, please do as I tell you.”

“Yes, Father.” He gave Sheppard another squeeze around the waist and then darted off after the women. He caught up with them as they reached the edge of the first tent. “I hope my son does not talk your Lady to death, Sheppard.”

“She can take care of herself.” John grinned. “And you don't have to call her my Lady, Halling. Susan is just fine.”

“Very well.” Halling nodded and laughed. “Now what is it that you wanted to ask me.”

“Remember that nice little secluded cove you told me about?”

Halling nodded and then smiled slightly. He glanced back at the village and then turned to John with an understanding look. Laughing, he laid his hand on John's shoulder. “Come with me, Colonel. I'll show you exactly where to find it.”

2.

John stood in the shadows of the Jumper and watched her before he made his way toward the campfire she was sharing with Teyla and a few of the older Athosian women. They were laughing and he could tell from the look on Susan's face she was enjoying herself. She looked lovely sitting there with the firelight casting shadows across her face and he felt his belly tighten when one of the other women looked up, saw him and then reached out to gently touch her arm.

She looked up and grinned when she saw him. He heard her laugh even louder when the woman touched her arm and leaned close to whisper something in her ear. She was still grinning when she got up from the fire and moved toward him.

“How did it go?” Sheppard took her arm and lead her back toward the Jumper. He slid his arms around her as they edged out of the firelight and ran his hand over her hip.

“Fine.” She sighed and snuggled against his side. “I think they actually like me. Especially Jaiya.”

“Mmm...that's good.” He leaned down and quickly stole a kiss. “Because I know that I do. And who's Jaiya? The woman you were talking to?”

“Yep.” She wrapped her arm around his waist. “She's one of the village wise women. She had lots of interesting things to tell me about the plants and things that they use for healing. And as for you...you don't like me.” She laughed and gave him a little push. “You just like to jump me.”

“Speaking of jumping.” He lightly slapped her on the ass and pushed her up the ramp. “Get moving, woman. I've got plans.”

“What you were talking to Halling about?” She settled down in the seat beside him and turned so that she could press her foot against his thigh. “You two looked pretty buddy-buddy there for a while.”

“You'll find out soon enough.” He closed the ramp on the Jumper and took to the sky. It didn't take them long to reach the cove and he smiled slightly when she leaned toward the view port to get a better look.

“Whoa...” She whistled softly. “Pretty.”

“I thought you might like it.” The sun was just beginning to go down and the sea reflected the sky in a riot of yellows, purples and reds. He set the Jumper down on a grassy ridge above the white sandy beach and turned in his seat to look at her. Reaching for her, he pulled her up and onto his lap. Nuzzling her neck with his whiskered cheek, he nipped sharply at her her earlobe.

“I hope you bought a lot of sunblock, Suzie Q. 'Cause it's gonna get awfully hot for you.”

“The sun's going down, silly.” She pressed her hands against his shoulders but she didn't pull away from his seeking mouth. His lips tasted sweet and he smelled like warm sunshine. “Unless you plan on getting a moon burn.”

“Funny.” He slid his hands under her jacket and rubbed his thumbs across her nipples, feeling them harden like diamonds under his touch. “But how does some hot groping and grabbing sound.”

“How about some slap and tickle?” She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned into him.

“Oh, yeah...” He kissed her, pulling her bottom lip into his mouth with his teeth. “There's gonna be a lot of that too. Probably a lot of licking and sucking too.” He sighed against her mouth as he rubbed his hands over her back and ass. “But we'll have to get some sleep sometime.”

“Why?” She whispered against his mouth. She rocked forward on his lap, pressing her warmth against him until he thought that he was going to pop the zipper of his pants.

His breath caught in his throat and it was a few seconds before he could reply. “You'll find out in the morning but right now I really need you to get off my lap.”

“Really?” She smirked and rocked forward on him again. “Feels to me like you really need something else.”

“And I'm gonna get it.” He hooked his fingers in the belt loops of her pants and lifted her off of him. Gently, he set her on her feet and stood up. “But right now...” He grinned slyly. “I think you'll understand it better if I show you.”

Taking her hand, he pulled her after him. When they were outside, he closed the ramp behind them and lead her down a narrow path to the beach below.

“You've been a busy boy.” She laughed when she saw the tent he'd set up and the fire pit it had taken him half the morning to build.

“That's not all of it.” He took her hand and pulled her closer. When they neared the fire pit, he put his hand on her shoulder. “Sit right there.”

“Don't you want some help?”

“Not with this.” He picked up a box he'd left near the front of the tent. “And you'd better rest while you can.”

She looked down at the box he pushed into her hands. “A cup, candles, chocolate covered strawberries and a bottle of wine?” She picked up the cup and looked at it. “There's only one cup, Sheppard. Do you plan on drinking it all by yourself?”

“No...” He grinned and snatched the cup out of her hand. And it's not just wine.” He reached into the box and took out the candles and the bottle. “Halling makes this stuff. Goes down smooth but when it hits you, its got a hell of a kick. Now, be quiet and sit down. I've still got some work to do.”

She smiled slightly, opened up the container of strawberries and sat down on the sand. Popping one into her mouth, she looked around and realized that they were completely alone. “John Sheppard, are you turning into some wussy romantic on me?”

He ignored her, pulled back the flap of the tent and stepped inside. She heard him moving around and a few minutes later, he backed out. When he turned around he had something that looked like a duffel bag in his hand. “What the hell is that?”

“Just sit there and be quiet, nosy.” He moved a few feet away to a flatter spot on the beach near the water and set the thing on the ground.

She watched him as he unzipped the carrying case and took something out. He unrolled it and she realized that it was some type of mattress or exercise pad. He knew she was watching him and he gave her a sly wink as he set the candles down in the sand then reached back into the bag and pulled out something else that looked like a blanket. He tugged it over the pad, zipped it shut and reached for the candles he'd left laying on the sand.

“Oh, God!” She laughed. “You are turning into a romantic wuss!”

As he set down and lit the last candle, he tossed the lighter back toward the tent and turned to her with the most darkly wicked look she'd ever seen on his face. “Come here.”

“Come and get me.” She jumped up and took off across the sand. But before she could get more than a few feet away from him, he grabbed her from behind, wrapped his strong arms around her waist and lifted her up off her feet.

“Oh, no you don't.” He laughed when she squealed and tried to wiggle out of his hands when he swung her around. Picking her up in his arms, he carried her back toward the fire.

Breathless, she tried to reach inside his shirt and pinch him. Laughing, he set her on her feet, grabbed her wrists and forced her hands behind her back. Wrapping his fingers around hers, he captured her mouth in a rough kiss. It felt so good and she kissed him back.

“Remember what Carson said, Sheppard.” She nipped at his bottom lip. “No bruises.”

“Like I'm ever gonna let Carson see 'em.” He let go of her hands and slid his palms over the front of her shirt. “I hope you bought an extra uniform.”

“Why?” Her breath caught in her throat.

He didn't answer her. His fingers dug in and with a hard yank he practically ripped the thing off of her. The thin bra was next and before she could stop him, he had her on her back and he was digging his fingers into the front of her pants.

She tried to scramble back and he hooked his hands behind her knees and pulled her back. She slid across the slick cover of the pad and the sensation was so erotic that she gasped.

“Feels good, huh?” He pulled her pants off her legs and hooked his fingers in her panties. “Carson said no bruises? Well, with this thing...you won't even have to worry about a sheet burn.”

Taking his time, he pressed a kiss to her belly as he slowly peeled the panties off of her hips. Straddling her, he held her down with his weight and reached for the cup and the bottle of wine. He poured some of the stuff into the cup and dipped his finger into it.

“Taste this.” He pressed his wet finger against her lips and pressed down until she opened her mouth. “Do you like it?”

With his finger in her mouth all she could do was nod as she sucked the heady stuff off of him.

“Good.” He pulled back and set the cup down on the sand next to the bottle.

Susan held her breath when he leaned over her. He kept his eyes on her face as he peeled his shirt off and tossed it to the side. He eased back and she thought he was going to pull off his pants but he only leaned over her and pressed his tongue to her throat and licked his way down her chest.

“Is that your plan?” She could feel her breasts tighten when he picked up the cup again and took a small sip before he pulled a nipple into his mouth and sucked at her hungrily. “Get me drunk and have your way with me?”

“I don't have to get you drunk to do that but if it helps...” He pressed the rim of the cup to her lips and made her take a drink of it.

He was right, the stuff tasted smooth and slightly fruity on her tongue but when it hit her stomach, she felt a light rush to her head. “Damn...that stuff is strong.”

“That's why you're not gonna get much of it, Suzie Q. I don't want you passing out on me just when things are starting to get fun.” He moved back until he was kneeling between her legs. His breath was hot on her skin and she jumped when he spread her nether lips apart and dribbled some of the fiery liquid over her.

“Mmm...I don't know what's sweeter. You or the wine.” His tongue darted out to lap at her hard, his lips humming softly against her while he slipped first one and then another long finger into her. He rubbed gently and then his fingers began to move a little faster, keeping time with his tongue.

“Oh my...John...” She reached out, trying to tangle her fingers in his hair only to squeal with delight and fall back when he crooked one finger and rubbed hard against her g-spot. The sensation was so wild that he nearly sent her flying off the mat.

“Like that?” He grinned when she nodded. “Then you'll like this a lot better.”

Sliding his tongue over the inside of her thigh, he latched on to her clit and sucked on her so hard that her fingers dug into the soft cover of the mat and her hips lifted up off the ground. He eased his fingers out of her and wrapped his arms around her hips, his hands flat on her belly to hold her down and keep her from squirming away from him.

She loved what he was doing to her but why should he be the one having all the fun? “John...please...John...stop...”

He took his mouth off of her long enough to look at her. His mouth was wet, his lips smeared with her juices and it made her hot to have him. He eased his grip, sliding his hands over her sides and she suddenly scooted back out of his reach. With a growl he came after her. He tried to grab her ankle and pull her back but she scooted away from him again. He tried to catch her again but slipped and cursed when he went down on his back.

Laughing, she pounced on him. She pinned him down by pressing her knees against his shoulders and leaned forward, holding him down with her hands on his hairy chest. She felt his breath hot on the inside of her thigh. He dug his fingers into her ass cheeks and pressed his tongue against her slit, locking his lips around her clit until she thought she was going to scream from the pressure.

“Damn you...” She shuddered and wriggled her hips when he started torturing her again with his lips and teeth. He was exploring her folds with his tongue, concentrating so hard on her that he barely noticed when she undid his belt and practically jerked down the zipper on his pants.

“Up, big boy.” She tugged on his belt and he lifted his hips enough for her to pull his pants down over his hips and shove them down to his knees.

He was ready for her and he groaned against her mound when she touched his hot flesh with her cool hands. She wrapped one hand around the base of him and rested her other on his leg for support. Raising him to her lips, she flicked her tongue over the head and drew the drops of pre-come leaking from him into her mouth. She lowered her head to lick at him again and from the corner of her eye, saw the cup of wine sitting near by. Deciding that he was due for a little wetting himself she grinned and reached for it.

There wasn't much left in the cup but there was enough for her to do what she wanted. He sucked at her harder and her hand jerked as she raised the cup and the stuff splashed out, coating him and her fingers with the sticky, sweet mess.

Tossing the cup away from her, she slid her tongue over him and did some licking and sucking of her own until he was coated with a mixture of her spit and the wine. He grew harder under her hand, swelling until the head turned a dark red under the pressure of her mouth on him. He groaned softly and she felt his lips graze along her thigh as his head fell back.

She eased down over him. His hands slipped off of her and she scooted over him until she could turn and kneel down at his feet. He raised up on his elbows, watching her hungrily as she tugged his boots off. The pants were next and when he was completely naked, she pushed his knees apart and knelt down between his thighs.

Eyes bright with lust, he sat up and grabbed her. His fingers were tight around her upper arms and he pulled her so close that her breasts were pressed flat against his chest. She rested her hands on his hips, gently massaging over him and pressing her hips down in an effort to get him inside of her.

A slow, sensual smile crossed his lips and his eyes sparkled in the light. He leaned in,capturing her mouth in a breath stealing kiss. Then suddenly his arms were around her and he was rolling them off the mat, over the small stretch of sand and into the water.

She squealed at the sudden rush of cold water over the hot skin between her legs. She pushed at him but he wasn't about to let her go. He held onto her tightly as the water ebbed and flowed around them, capturing her under him. He slid a hand over her thigh, hooking her leg over his hip and thrusting into her high and hard. Her fingers dug into his back, clutching at him tightly as he slid in deeper and then deeper still until he was completely inside of her.

She raised her knees and wrapped her legs around him, holding him tight as he began to move in and out of her. The feel of the water slapping at her ass made her thighs clench. He groaned and pressed his forehead against her shoulder, his breath fanning out hot and wet over her as she began to move her hips in a rough and fast rhythm.

A wave rolled over them, soaking them both. He shuddered and the hairs on his chest scraped over her breasts as she leaned over him and licked her tongue over the smooth skin of his throat. He tasted salty sweet and she couldn't get enough of him.

Her breath coming in hard gasps, she unlocked her ankles and rolled him over on his back and tucked her feet beneath his knees. Bracing her hands in the wet sand, she rode him hard, her slick walls squeezing him tight until he threw back his head and howled.

She rubbed her hands over his chest, stroking gently over his throat. Her fingers scratched over the sandpaper stubble on his cheeks and chin. Panting heavily, she tangled her fingers in his hair and pulled his head back. He opened his mouth, trying to speak but she didn't give him a chance.

She covered his mouth with hers, driving her tongue deep into his mouth. He tasted like the wine and sex. Her walls squeezed around him again and he made a whimpering sound deep in his throat.

Suddenly he bucked up against her. His fingers tightened on her hips and he let out a low, moaning cry. She threw back her head, biting her lower lip as she felt the hot rush of his come filling her up. Fire ignited between her legs, flowing through her sweet and hot as he emptied himself in side of her. Still, she kept riding him, drawing every last bit of strength out of him until he let go and fell back wet and weak against the sand.

He closed his eyes, his breath coming in short hard gasps but she wasn't done with him. She grabbed at his hand and forced it between her legs, making him touch her. She held on to his wrist, her grip strong as he slid a finger into her. He was still inside of her and the sensation of rubbing over her clit while she clenched around him was wild. He felt her belly muscles quiver and he upped the speed of his strokes, rubbing and pinching until she screamed her release.

She collapsed on top him, her face pressed against his shoulder, her arms wrapping tightly around his neck. He held her tight, stroking his hands over her back. They were both breathing hard and it took a while before his heart beat slowed and she stopped shaking.

The water washed over them, cooling their bodies and when he didn't feel like his legs were made of noodles, he rolled her off of him.

“Shit!” He winced when the water hit his dick and balls and for a second he was sure that he saw steam rising up from between his thighs. He looked over at Susan, thinking that he was going to see stream rising from between her legs too and that made him grin.

She was looking at him, giving him that half sleepy/sexy smile that told him she was more than satisfied with him. Grinning himself, he rolled toward her and got to his knees. Taking her hands, he pulled her up for another sensuous kiss before he got up and pulled her along with him. She was limp in his arms and he had to practically drag her back toward the tent.

He set her down by the fire and went back for the pad. He tugged it into the tent and when he had it and her safely inside, he went back to check on the fire. It had burned low by now and he kicked sand over the coals. It was a warm night and inside the tent they wouldn't need it and if the ache between his legs was any indication, they wouldn't need it for the rest of the night.

That done, he crawled back into the tent and let the flap fall shut behind him. She was on her side, her arm curled under her head and already sleep. She sighed softly and snuggled back against him for warmth when he lay down next to her. He rested his hand on her shoulder, brushing her wet hair back so that he could place a gentle kiss behind her ear. Then he wrapped his arm around her and rested his head against her shoulder, his lips curling into a soft smile when he thought about what he had planned for her in the morning.

Still smiling, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep, exhausted sleep.