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Blue Light (song by Mazzy Star)

by sugargroupie

PG-13, 186 words

Summary: She's come to despise the color blue.

Disclaimer: Not mine; O'Bannon, Henson, Kemper, et. al.

Notes: My first piece of fanfiction, written for the farscapefriday song title challenge. Set vaguely around S4, no spoilers.

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She's come to despise the color blue. Even as she joins him in command, arm lightly brushing against his, she stands in the presence of all that she hates. Watches it spin and pull him further away.

She turns to look at his profile, the way his mouth slackens in curious fascination.

His mouth.

The same mouth that was pressed against hers arns earlier, biting at her lips as she rode his fingers. It was slow and quiet sex and it was theirs. Just their hands and tongues speaking for them; more adequately than any English phrase ever could.

She was grateful at the time but now she's questioning if he can hear anything beyond the whispers of his wormhole.

But she doesn't wonder what role she plays. She refuses to be jealous of the blue colors dancing across his face. She merely steps closer until her hip rests against his, making it known that she's here - Aeryn is here.

...and you and me and wormhole makes three.

It's an easy trade as long as he remembers that John Crichton is not alone in the universe.

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