The door slid aside. Kate looked up, surprise crossing her beautiful face. "Teyla! I was just coming to see you."

Teyla nodded. "Dr. Beckett released me an hour ago. I was hoping we might talk, if it is not too late?"

Kate smiled softly. "Of course. Come on in."

Kate's quarters strongly reflected Kate herself. She had rearranged the furniture to allow for a more open space. There was light everywhere, reflecting off the white linens and bright hangings on her walls. During the day it was cheery and open, and at night, if she dimmed the lamps and lit the candles Teyla had given her, it was warm and soft.

"I'm sorry I wasn't here for you," Kate said quietly. "If I'd known, I would have made them bring me back right away."

Teyla shrugged, feeling more tentative now in the face of Kate's understanding. "It is just as well. I am glad you were not here to see me that way."

Kate rubbed a hand across Teyla's shoulder. "Hey. I could have handled it, okay? I'm concerned about you, though. Have you talked to Dr. Whiteside?"

"No," Teyla said. "I will do so tomorrow, if you think it is necessary."

"I do," Kate said, and then pulled Teyla into a hug. "Are you okay with this right now?"

Teyla sighed, tension flowing out of her like water through a broken damn. She buried her face in Kate's neck, drawing comfort from the sweet scent of her hair and soft feel of her skin. "I need this very much right now."

They held each other tightly for minutes on end, until finally the desperation Teyla had pushed to the lowest portions of her mind eased enough for her to acknowledge--and then she let it go. She shifted, easing back far enough that she could see Kate's face. "Are you upset? That I wanted," she stopped and took a steadying breath, "that I tried to have sex with other people?"

Kate brushed the hair back from Teyla's face with her gentle fingers. "Teyla, no, I'm not upset. I know you care about me. It's natural to find more than one person attractive, especially when you're close to them."

Teyla nodded. "You are right, of course. I just did not realize," She stopped, unsure of how Kate would react.

"You know you can tell me, Teyla."

"How much I wanted them," she confessed.

Kate kissed her. Soft lips sucking her bottom lip in, teeth nipping, tongue licking gently as Kate took over her mouth. Teyla groaned and tightened her arms, pulling their bodies closer so that their breasts rubbed together and their thighs ground into each other's groins.

Kate pulled back with one last nip at Teyla's lower lip. "Tell me," she said, her voice deep and husky. "Tell me about who you want, what you want from them."

Teyla swallowed. "Are you certain?"

Kate brushed a finger over her lips. "You don't have to if you don't want to, but yes, I want to know, Teyla."

Teyla nodded, then kissed Kate again, short and soft. Then she took a deep breath, thinking of what it had felt like, when she had wanted and acted on that.

"Ronon is very, very large," she started. Kate licked her lips. "Very strong, and skilled too. And he wants me."

Kate nodded. "Go on."

"I do not remember what he smells like, but his skin was salty, and he growled like an animal when I licked his neck."

Kate pushed her backwards so that she had to sit down on the desk. Then Kate pressed an open kiss to her throat, moving upwards to bite gently at the side of her neck. "Like that?"

"Mmm," Teyla agreed. "Very similar."

"What then?"

"He lifted me and pressed me against the wall, so that I had my legs around his waist. He was hard for me." Teyla pulled Kate in closer, wrapping her legs around her.

"It didn't go any further?" Kate did not sound anxious about the possibility, only interested.

Teyla shook her head. "Colonel Sheppard arrived then, and began yelling at Ronon."

Kate snorted. "I guess you weren't too happy."

Teyla smiled. "I was most disappointed at the time."

"Did you want to fuck him?"

Teyla gasped and rubbed herself against Kate's hip. "Who? Ronon or John?"

Kate rocked into her gently. "Either."

"Yes, both," Teyla said. "But they were intent on fighting, so I chose Rodney."

"Rodney?"

Teyla nodded, biting at her lip as Kate played with her nipple, the rough cloth of her shirt adding to the sensation. "He is abrasive at times, yes, but he is also very caring, and his body is most surprising. He has very strong arms."

"I had noticed," Kate said, breathing a little faster as she cupped Teyla's breasts. "But don't ever let him know that."

"Of course not," Teyla agreed. Kate rewarded her by sucking on her nipple, tonguing wetly across the cloth and then tugging gently with her teeth.

"Go on," she said, starting to unlace Teyla's shirt.

"He was so surprised that I had to have him," Teyla continued, panting a little, forcing herself to stay still while Kate worked. "Had to taste him. Had to have his cock in my mouth."

"Mmm," Kate agreed, sliding her hands under the bottom of Teyla's shirt, then lifting. Teyla raised her arms, letting Kate do the work. "Did he like that?"

"His cock did," she said, remembering the feel of it growing under the cloth of his pants. "But John pulled me off before I could do much. He was not happy."

"I expect not," Kate said with a little laugh. "So, did you get your hands on John at all?"

Teyla shook her head as she concentrated on the small buttons of Kate's blouse. "I was only able to touch him a little. His ass is very muscular." The last button finally cooperated and the thin fabric parted to show Kate's beautiful breasts, framed by an elegant cream brassiere.

"Who else, Teyla? Who do you want?"

"I want you," she breathed, leaning forward to press her face into Kate's cleavage, strong with the smell of Kate's light sweat and crisp, summery perfume. Kate cupped the back of her head, her fingers drifting through Teyla's hair as she sat back. Teyla slowly drew down the silky fabric of first the left cup, and then the right, so that Kate's breasts perched above them, pushed together in an unspeakably erotic display. Teyla cupped her hands around them, thumbing Kate's nipples, her own desire spiking as Kate's eyes closed and her mouth opened in a quiet, breathy moan.

Kate urged Teyla upward, and they kissed fiercely, the passion between them climbing urgently.

"Scoot forward," Kate whispered. Together they managed to get Teyla's pants off, leaving her naked, open and wanting. "You're so wet you're dripping," she said, then knelt in front of the desk.

Anticipation already had her clit vibrating, and the first touch of Kate's tongue made her arch forward, nearly slipping off the edge of the desk. She seated herself more securely, and as she did so Kate licked downwards until she was between her lips. Then she thrust her tongue inside. Teyla cried out, begging wordlessly as Kate probed over and over again, pushing as deep as she could go. Then Kate moved back up, flicking at Teyla's clit as she pushed two fingers in. Kate's tongue stroked over and over, so hot and wet that Teyla felt like her orgasm was pulled out of her, waves of it flowing outward as her body shuddered and clenched. She tried to call Kate's name, but only managed a strangled grunt.

Kate sat back, gently pulling her fingers out as she kissed Teyla's thighs. Teyla struggled to sit up, now aware of the edge of the desk digging into the bones of her butt and the uncomfortable strain on her back.

"Thank you," she said, the fiery edge of days of arousal finally dampened--somewhat. Kate smiled back at her, mouth still wet, her breasts flushed, nipples hard.

"Come to bed," Kate said, standing up and extending a hand. "I know you have more to tell me."

"What makes you say that?" Teyla asked as she followed Kate to the bed.

Kate smiled wickedly. "I saw Elizabeth's neck when we talked earlier."

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