sga_flashfic | Fic: 5 Things Teyla Knows (Five Things Challenge) (Reply)

Title: 5 Things Teyla Knows
Author:

fullygoldy
Words: 600 (5 drabbles of varying length)
Pairing: Team
Rating: NC-17
Beta:

sasha_feather

Even though she is kneeling astride John, with her naked breasts dragging across his chest hair, and her hand wrapped around his cock, Teyla knows John is not hard for her specifically. No matter that they have had occasion to relieve tension, banish boredom, or dissipate adrenaline, and have enjoyed each others’ company as well as each others’ body, she knows that John is relieved she doesn’t want exclusivity from him. It does not bother her that John’s attention is focused elsewhere right now.
When Teyla is in the mood to suck cock, she knows where to go. She knows Rodney’s cock was made for sucking, in the same way his hands were made to handle delicate, complicated machinery be it mechanical or biological. Unsurprisingly, Rodney is an attentive and focused lover. When he is on the receiving end of her attention, he allows her to control the depth and rhythm, and his stamina is admirable. She wonders why Rodney seems so grateful. Currently, he is carefully clutching her hips, and fucking her from behind with his usual precision. She could stay like this for hours.
Teyla knows Ronon approaches sex as part competitive sport and part opportunity to erase his touch deficit. She first noticed his lingering touch at the end of sparring matches, and after a time, decided to see how far he would go. Ronon has been instrumental in manhandling the others into position. Propped against the wall, with John sprawled across his lap, Ronon is thumbing Teyla’s nipple, sending electric jolts to her clit in time with Rodney’s thrusts. His legs bracket John, keeping him close, while he traces the space between her and John with his other hand.
Pushing her agenda, Teyla stills her hand, looks up through her hair, holds John’s gaze. Rodney eases back as well. “Our Rodney has a very nice cock. I would very much like to see you suck him.” John slams his eyes closed, bites his lip, but his cock leaps in her hand. She tightens her grip to help him maintain his cool, and glances at Ronon meaningfully.

“Wait. What?” Rodney has come to an abrupt stop.

“Yeah, I’ve got it,” says Ronon as he pulls himself and Sheppard out from under her.

She eases all the way off Rodney as he squeaks, “What?!” and flops over onto her back.

“Just hang on.” Ronon’s grin would be frightening if he weren’t naked and practically giving John a noogie. Ronon wrestles John into position in front of Rodney. John seems mesmerized by Rodney’s “very nice cock” until Ronon nudges him forward. John dips his face enough to rub his cheek against the head. Rodney’s gasp is very satisfying. When John opens up and goes down, Rodney groans. Teyla knows there will be no going back now. This “plausible deniability” the Lanteans occasionally refer to has been blown away. Propped on her elbows, Teyla is filled with lust and affection as she watches John and Rodney.

Ronon gives her a wicked look as he climbs between her legs. “You done yet?”

She smiles breathlessly as he slowly fingers her.

“Nah. I don’t think so.” He thrusts two fingers sharply into her, crooks them up.

“Ah, ah, ahhhh!”

“You’re not even done yet.” Ronon’s finger fucking is just the thing she needs to tip her over the edge. With rising cries, she lets go, finally. Surrounded by her men, her team, all together in every way possible. She lets herself fall all the way to the mattress.