Whatever (SG-1, Sam POV)
Jan. 23rd, 2006 01:27 amLook at the time, for Christ's sake. I *need* to get to bed.
*sigh*
Fuck it.
Fuck 'em all.
Ha. You only *wish* I would write Firefly fanfic.
What. Ever.
by Apple Cameron
spoilers? be real.
She turned the corner and stopped cold, shocked. But not as shocked as Daniel, apparently.
"Teal'C?!" Came the astonished gasp, slightly muffled in the Jaffa's arms.
Sam wanted to clutch her heart dramatically and fall to the ground. But that was for drama queens. Like Jack.
They were kissing. Oh, sweet Jesus. Like kisses had just been invented. Little moans tripping from Danny's throat. Like no one had ever kissed before. As if they were a gift from God. Or Apophis.
Unbidden, her fingers raised to her lips.
"MajorCarter." Teal'C never asked for anything. Daniel Jackson, limp, willing, in his arms. Who needed more?
Oh. Privacy. Right.
"Whatever." she muttered, turning her back to the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen.
"Teal'c." came the whispered moan from behind her.
Sam shut her eyes and prayed.
*sigh*
Fuck it.
Fuck 'em all.
Ha. You only *wish* I would write Firefly fanfic.
What. Ever.
by Apple Cameron
spoilers? be real.
She turned the corner and stopped cold, shocked. But not as shocked as Daniel, apparently.
"Teal'C?!" Came the astonished gasp, slightly muffled in the Jaffa's arms.
Sam wanted to clutch her heart dramatically and fall to the ground. But that was for drama queens. Like Jack.
They were kissing. Oh, sweet Jesus. Like kisses had just been invented. Little moans tripping from Danny's throat. Like no one had ever kissed before. As if they were a gift from God. Or Apophis.
Unbidden, her fingers raised to her lips.
"MajorCarter." Teal'C never asked for anything. Daniel Jackson, limp, willing, in his arms. Who needed more?
Oh. Privacy. Right.
"Whatever." she muttered, turning her back to the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen.
"Teal'c." came the whispered moan from behind her.
Sam shut her eyes and prayed.
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on 2006-01-24 04:10 pm (UTC)Sam wanted to clutch her heart dramatically and fall to the ground. But that was for drama queens. Like Jack.
God, I miss him.
debvan