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Perks

by sugargroupie

R, 258 words

Summary: she could get used to this.

Disclaimer: I claim no ownership to Stargate: Atlantis or its characters.

Notes: Not betaed. Almost smut and nearly fluff.

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Elizabeth has learned many things since returning to Atlantis.

Under the circumstances, the most important seems to be that stress does wonderful things for one's sex life. Not that she didn't have an inkling of this in the first place, but she's been told it's something that should be experienced firsthand.

That is a direct quote from one Lt. Colonel Sheppard, who insists on guiding her through the process.

John calls it battle sex with a well-placed smirk against the smooth skin of her belly; says it's very useful in releasing the tension of high-risk situations or war.

Neither of them mentions the lack of said situations as of late, but he always has an answer.  "Our jobs are stressful enough Elizabeth; we need some way to unwind."

And now she's boneless in her bed, skin slick with sweat and stubble burn of her military commander, thinking she could get used to this.

Elizabeth asks him if he's ever unwound with Teyla or Rodney, or any Air Force pilots back on Earth.  "Whatever's available," he murmurs, this time with a teasing bite to her hip.  As resourceful as John can be, she believes him.

His hands glide up her thighs and around to cup her ass and she gets a decidedly wicked gleam in her eyes.  "Don't forget Colonel, you're only here because I forgot to get a new vibrator."

"Trust me, you won't need it," he says, and then he's all tongue and fingers until she can't catch her breath; only to start the lesson over again.

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