beyond_hope (beyond_hope) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2017-11-30 21:51:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, john crichton, sarah manning |
Who: Sarah and John
When: Mid November
Where: John’s place
What: Planning and groping, the usual
Rating/Warnings: Low, like I said, they get a bit handsy in the kitchen
Status: Complete
“So Thanksgiving,” Sarah said as they finished clearing up the kitchen after dinner. Kira was in bed and John and Sarah planned to flick through the television before heading to bed themselves but first Sarah needed to talk about the upcoming festivities. “I know Fe and I aren’t the ones to really lead on this but our significant others are Yanks so it seems to follow that we should do something” she grinned, “A group something?”
John laughed as he finished drying the last glass from dinner. Putting it back in the cupboard and closing the door, he tossed the towel on the side and turned to lean against it and watch her finish up. “Yeah, I mean, if you want to. It’s a good opportunity for family to come together, but you shouldn’t feel like you have to,” he shrugged.
Sarah nodded, “I’ll message the others, see what Cos and Fe are doing. Then we can work it out from there” she said, drying her hands before moving over to him. “If that works for you?”
“Sounds like a plan. Not going to lie, it'll be fun to get the place decorated and everything. Would Kira be up for helping?” John asked, reaching out to catch her hips with his hands.
“Of course” she said with a smile, letting him bring her closer, “She’s very much up for embracing the American traditions” she grinned.
“Great, let’s do it then!” John grinned as he slid his hands around her hips and up to the small of her back. “Do you know what she wants for Christmas yet?” he asked, just enjoying a moment of having her close to him.
“Oh she’s making a list. You’ll love it, it’s full of books on science and space” Sarah rolled her eyes but grinned, “You and Cosima are turning my daughter into a complete nerd and I couldn’t be prouder” she added.
Chuckling, John placed a kiss on her forehead. “She does seem to be a natural at the STEM subjects,” he told her, pride in his voice. “Although I won’t do her homework for her if she ever asks me, she’s more than capable of doing her own work,” he smirked down at her.
“No that would be more my trick, Kira would want to actually understand it” Sarah grinned, “But you know if I had ever needed you to do my homework I am positive I could have gotten you to agree” she told him her hands sliding into the back pockets of his jeans.
“Oh really?” John asked, eyebrows raised at the challenge. “I don’t know about that, I can be very, very focused on my work,” he smirked down at her.
“Mmm I can be very focused too. When I want something” Sarah said with a smirk as she looked up at him, her hands tightening as she leaned up to press a kiss against his neck.
Chuckling, John leaned his head back as she kissed his skin. “You certainly are very determined,” he joked. “And strong-willed,” he grinned, pulling her closer.
“I love how you make stubborn and pigheaded sound so sexy” she said with a mischievous look in her eyes before she pressed her lips to his properly.
“Mmm...hey now, don’t go putting words in my mouth woman, or I’ll have to punish you for it,” John joked, pulling his mouth from hers while he spoke. A twinkle in his eye, he lightly slapped her ass as they stood there.
“Oh really?” Sarah said raising an eyebrow, “And what exactly would my punishment entail?”
Grinning down at her, John cupped her ass and squeezed. “I might have to call you into my office and give you some good old fashioned punishment,” he drawled.
“Well now I have an urge to be very very naughty” Sarah told him, her hands sliding into his hair as she pressed herself closer to him so they were touching from thigh to chest.
“You’re such a bad girl,” John grinned, voice rumbling low as he pressed his lips to her throat and pulled her close. “Think Kira’s asleep yet?” he said in a low voice by her ear.
“I really hope so” Sarah replied as her fingers slid from his hair to begin undoing the buttons of his shirt. Once again Sarah sent up a silent thanks that her daughter tended to sleep like a log because she rather liked the idea of being ravished in the kitchen.