OOM: John and Teyla

[bloody_awful]

Same rooms, different day. There are perhaps a few new empty take-away containers, and the ashtrays haven't been emptied lately, and the bed's unmade, but it does seem that he's been making an attempt not to let the place turn back into a tip

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[childofathos]

Teyla slides her hands slowly up John's arms and around his neck as they kiss, threading her fingers through his hair and letting out a soft moan.

[bloody_awful]

"Mmmmmm," John murmurs around her lips. "I wanted to get my hands on you from the moment you walked in." He draws away and leads her toward the bed.

[childofathos]

Teyla laughs softly and follows him. "Even looking as I do now?" She gestures to her stomach with a smile.

[bloody_awful]

He backs her up to the bed and laughs. "Are you kidding?" He runs his hands up her sides and cups her breasts. "You have tits the size of footballs, and I bet they just ache for sucking."

(He means "soccer balls", for those who don't speak Britspeak.)