Beck (tayumia) wrote in 50episodes, @ 2008-04-12 12:09:00 |
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Current mood: | cheerful |
Entry tags: | stargate atlantis, tayumia:wraith/sheppard |
Sunshine, Stargate Atlantis, John/Vakair
Author: Charlanka
Beta(s): Paul
Rating: FRM
Word Count: 827
Pairing: John/Vakair
Summary: A morning in the quarters of John and Vakair in Atlantis.
Warning: Wraith slash.
Prompt: Sunshine, 35 of my 50episodestable.
Author Notes: Takes place after Moonlite Sighting
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue, ain't got the money to pay you.
John stretched and yawned as he walked into his shared living room with Vakair. Their living arrangement was yet another sore issue between them. Vakair was different but John couldn't make himself trust him instantly when they first bonded. Ever since the mission John figured out they both loved the outdoors he made an agreement with Elizabeth that Vakair be included on the team that explored into every new foray of Atlantis. The excitement Vakair had shown when he found out was worth the hassle John had to go through to get him such a privilege. Speaking of the Wraith, Vakair was nowhere in sight. He was usually up and ready even before the early risers of the Army, himself included. To a certain extent. John liked to sleep in on the weekends if he could but when he wanted to have a morning run he preferred to do it before the sun came up.
Vakair never left their rooms until he knew John was awake and knew where he was going, but he wasn't there today. John was about to call him over the comm-links when he heard a noise in the hallway. He went to investigate and noticed Vakair's bedroom door ajar. John pushed it open all the way just in time to see Vakair on his hands and knees popping his joints back into place. He wore a form fitting short sleeved robe that stopped mid thigh. That kept going higher and higher as he raised his butt to arch his back even more. John was seeing the bare skin of a well formed ass when he couldn't stifle a groan and wondered if Wraith wore underwear to bed. The question really was did Vakair wear any?
Vakair got off the bed and walked close to his mate. "Are you alright John?"
John tried in vain to look up from the formerly unseen flesh, a very brief flash of Vakair's inner thighs.
"Uh yeah. I was worried a little when I saw you weren't in the living room like you usually are."
Vakair hesitantly placed both his hands on either side of John's chest prompting him to look up into Vakair's eyes.
"I am sorry if my change of routine worried you, but I was talking to Kate the other day and she said that to better understand a new culture I should participate in some of it's activities. I was sleeping in today."
He opened his mouth to reply but let out a groan instead. The sun was starting to rise and by the time he got to his usual running point Ronon would be there. Challenging him to a race and John could never turn down a challenge from Ronon, but his thoughts strayed from this path when he noticed how the light of the sun made Vakair's skin glow. John became mesmerized and ran his hands up above Vakair's up over his shoulders to cup his neck. He inched their faces closer together and ran his eyes over the planes of Vakair's face. He was the only male Wraith that had a soft round face. It complimented his personality and each day John loved to see that face in the morning. Lately he'd been wanting to see in every time he woke up and it was getting harder to fight his feelings for Vakair.
He slowly closed the distance between them and their lips tentatively met. It started out awkwardly but Vakair let out a happy moan and flushed himself fully against John and wrapped his arms around his back. John raised one of his hands to wrap in his hair and insistently ran his tongue over his lips. Vakair instantly parted his lips and John suckled his tongue urgently. When his tongue nicked Vakair's teeth, the sting of which only made John even harder. He lowered his hands to the back of Vakair's thighs, his hands slowly made their way under the robe and...
"Colonel Sheppard."
John reluctantly broke away from his lip lock with Vakair. "Yes Dr. Weir?"
"I'm sorry to bother you so early John, but we need to have an emergency meeting. Vakair can attend if he wants."
"Okay Elizabeth. Sheppard over and out."
Vakair ran a single finger over John's lips. "Go ahead. I think I'll stay here."
John eyebrow rose. "And do what? You usually jump at the chance to attend a meeting."
He received a coy smile for his trouble.
"Well I rather stay here and prepare to continue what was going on before we were rudely interrupted."
John gulped and tried to will his newly returned erection away. "Yeaaah, I better leave now or otherwise I won't be leaving anytime soon."
Vakair's only answer was to continue to smile as he climbed back into the bed, giving John a perfect sunlit view of the bottom of his ass.
His meeting was bound to be interesting with erotic images of Vakair running through his head.