All Tied Up
By Lyssa



Summary: John wakes up to find something’s not quite right.
Rating: M
Warnings: Sexual content in later chapters, mild language
Spoilers: None, future episode.
Disclaimer: The characters in this story don’t belong to me.



John Sheppard woke to find himself restrained, the room was dark but he was still able to make out objects in the room. There seemed to be a bucket in the far corner and what looked like a poor excuse for a bed against the wall.

He started to move to try and wriggle free of his restraints when he realised that his back and arms were pressed against what felt like someone else’s warm flesh.

“Don’t try to get free.” A familiar voice vibrated against him. “The restraints just get tighter.”

“Elizabeth are you ok?” He asked in concern.

“Yeah, I think so. I feel a little bruised and of course, cold, but I’m ok.”

“Yeah it is a little drafty in here isn’t it?”

“John don’t tell me you haven’t noticed yet.” She said with amusement lacing her voice.

“Noticed what?”

“Look down.”

He did.

“Oh you’ve gotta be kidding me!”

John Sheppard was buck-naked. (Mmm nice)

Wait a minute.

“Elizabeth.”

“Yes John.”

“Are we both . . . “

“Yes John, as I said, I’m a little cold.”

John’s eyes widened as he imagined Elizabeth’s naked body, and tied against him no less.

“Oh God.” He sighed as felt a familiar stirring in his groin.

Thank God Elizabeth couldn’t see that particular part of his anatomy.

“Are you ok?” She asked, concerned.

“Yeah, yeah, never better.” He replied sarcastically.

John leaned back a little, resting his head on her shoulder.

“John, are you trying to look?”

“No, no of course not Elizabeth.”

He so was.

“Do you remember how we got here John?”

“No you?”

“No, the last thing I remember, we were trading with the seemingly friendly people of Dalara.”

“That’s a little worrying don’t ya think?”

“What that we were trading?

“No! That we don’t remember anything.”

“Yes that is rather alarming.”



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An Embarrassing Situation.
By Lyssa

Summary: John experiences . . . technical difficulties.
Warnings: Smut/porn in later chapters.
Rating: M
Disclaimer: Not mine.



“John for crying out loud will you sit still!” Elizabeth pleaded in exasperation.

“I’ve almost got it.” He replied.

“No you don’t, I told you, every time you move, the restraints get tighter!”

“And I’m telling you that I’ve almost got it.”

“John I’m losing feeling in my hands.”

No response.

“John.”

A strange growling sound.

“John did you just growl at me?”

“No I did not growl! Why on earth would I growl at you Elizabeth?” He sounded annoyed.

“You did, I can’t believe it, you growled at me in anger.” She said in disbelief.

In his opinion she was finding all this a little too amusing for his liking.

“Elizabeth . . .”

They felt the rope give way and pulled themselves free.

“There what did I tell you?” He gloated.

They pulled away from each other, both immediately missing the contact, and slowly started to stand. It was difficult; they were stiff from being in the same position for so long, but eventually, after much stretching and cracking of various bones, they turned to face each other.

This, it would seem, was a mistake.

“Ahhhh!” John called out, waving his arms in front of him as if that would help erase the sight of a very naked Elizabeth Weir stood before him.

They both turned away, blushing furiously.

“I really did NOT need to see that.”

“Oh John please, am I that bad?” She asked jokingly.

“No that’s not what I meant, I mean I . . . I . . .” Lt Colonel John Sheppard was at a loss for words, for once in his life.

“It’s ok John, I’m kidding, I know that’s not what you meant.”

“Oh you have got to be kidding me!”

“What? What is it?” Elizabeth was obviously concerned.

“Well that’s just topped the day off for me, that’s just fantastic!” His sarcasm was evident.

“What?” Elizabeth asked, turning to see what was wrong with him now. “Oh. OH!” She stammered as John looked up to see her staring straight at him.

“Turn round!” John shouted, getting flustered.

“You turn round!” She replied, unable to take her eyes off his impressive hard-on.

“Elizabeth!”

“Fine! But you should turn round as well, you can see my ass.”

“Stop it! That’s not helping.”

“Try to think of something disgusting like . . .”

“McKay!” John replied.

“Now that’s not nice.”

“I know, I know, I’m just trying to lighten the mood, you know, boy goes on mission with girl, boy gets stripped naked and tied to girl, boy sees said girl naked and becomes very . . .”

“Aroused.” Elizabeth supplied, trying to suppress her laughter.

“Ok, you’re having way too much fun here.”

They both turned around, forgetting their predicament but turned back quickly when faced with body parts that they weren’t supposed to see.

“So what now?” Elizabeth asked, realising that they needed to find a way out of here.

“I don’t know, any ideas?”

“No, sorry.”

“Well we can’t go anywhere with me looking like this, I’m gonna have to sit for a minute and think about bugs or something.”

They both walked to opposite sides of the room and sat facing away from each other.



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An Interesting Idea
By Lyssa

Disclaimer: They don’t belong to me.



Every so often Elizabeth would hear John’s frustrated sighs. It had been a while now since they had both sat down, John trying to calm down his . . . arousal.

“Not gone yet?” Elizabeth asked, amusement lacing her voice.

“No it has not gone yet thank you!” He was obviously annoyed.

“It’s been a while.”

“Don’t you think I know that?”

“Your penis doesn’t seem to.” She giggled.

“Oh yeah, go ahead and laugh, but you do realise that we’re not goin anywhere until this goes.”

“Why don’t you . . . you know.”

“Elizabeth, I seriously hope your not suggesting what I think your suggesting!” John said incredulously.

“John, it’s been over an hour, it must be getting painful by now.”

“It is, but that’s not the point! I am NOT . . . ahem . . . pleasuring myself with you in the same room!”

“Well I can’t leave!” She was exasperated with him by now.

“Elizabeth!” He warned.

At that moment, Elizabeth had an idea. Probably not the best idea she’d ever had, depending on ones perspective, but an idea nonetheless.

John heard shuffling behind him and risked a glance over his shoulder only to see Elizabeth crawling towards him on all fours. It wasn’t meant to be a sexy movement at all, but the sight of her breasts swaying gently beneath her made John groan.

“What the hell are you doing?” He demanded.

“I’m going to help you.” She replied, stopping right in front of him.

“Elizabeth please.” He whispered.

His breath washed over her face and made her skin tingle.

“It’s ok.” She soothed, holding his head in her hands. “Let me help.”

“No.” It was a barely audible reply because although his mind was screaming to him that this was a very bad idea. His heart, not to mention his dick, was screaming YES YES YES!

“I want to help you John, I . . . please?” She begged. “Would it help if I did this first?” She asked as she captured his lips in a passionate kiss.

“Oh yeah!”

Elizabeth continued to kiss and nip at his lips as her hand closed gently around his errection. He stilled against her and moaned into her mouth.

“I’ve fantasised about doing this to you.” She admitted.

John was surprised at her confession but had one of his own to make.

“Oh God . . . me too!”

She smiled into his mouth and started to move her hand up and down his shaft. They didn’t have much time, so she sped up the pace, swallowing his moans of pleasure.

All too soon, John felt the familiar build up of his release, but he needed more.

“Elizabeth . . . please.”

She responded by speeding up, using her other hand to cup his balls.

“It’s ok, it’s ok.” She whispered over and over.

She lent forward and whispered in his ear.

“You owe me one.”

And that was all it took. He exploded in her hand, seeing stars and spots. He bit her neck to stop a scream from escaping his lips.

Elizabeth pushed him to the floor and lay down along side him, wiping her hand on the floor. They looked into one another’s eyes for what felt like a lifetime.

“Liz.” He said finally, smiling as her eyebrow rose at the shortening of her name. “Thank you . . . I . . .”

Elizabeth cut him off by placing a finger at his lips, but he grabbed her hand, kissing it before pulling it way.

“I love you!” He confessed. “I don’t know when it happened, it may have been the second we met but I do.”

She smiled.

“I love you too John.”


“Good.”

Their moment was disturbed by the sound of gunfire. They both jumped up and moved to the back of the cell, John standing in front of Elizabeth to protect her modesty.

Just then, the cell door was blasted open and in came Ronan, followed by Teyla and McKay.

John cupped his hands over his, thankfully, now flaccid penis as Ronan smiled in amusement and McKay turned away. The shaking of his shoulders an obvious sign that he was laughing his ass off.

“Clothes! We need clothes!” John demanded.

Teyla disappeared out of the door to try and retrieve their clothing while Rodney and Ronan just broke down into full-blown laughter.

“I’m so glad you find this funny guys!” John was so not amused.

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As the rest of the team gave them privacy to dress, John couldn’t help but ask a question that had been nagging at him for a while.

“Elizabeth, what did you mean when you said that I owe you one?”

She turned and looked at him, smiling suggestively.

“What did you think I meant?” She purred-she actually purred.

John grinned back, he was really going to enjoy the kind of payback she had in mind.



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A Needle Phobia
By Lyssa
Disclaimer: They don’t belong to me.
Spoilers: None, future episode.




The journey home to Atlantis was a quiet one, though Rodney had found it difficult to stop sniggering. He finally had to when warned that if he didn’t, John would order Ronan to beat the crap out of him.

When they arrived, a very worried Dr Becket rushed them straight to the infirmary.

“Doc, honestly, I’m fine there’s no need for all this . . . probing.” John complained as a needle was inserted into his arm to draw blood.

Across the room, sat on another bed, Elizabeth raised her eyebrows suggestively at his choice of words.

John immediately blushed from head to toe, which for John Sheppard was rare. Unfortunately, this didn’t go unnoticed by Doctor Becket.

“Colonel, are you alright?” He asked in concern, feeling his forehead with his hand. “Are you feeling hot?”

“A little.” John lied.

In the background, Elizabeth held back a snigger.

“Perhaps you need some fluids.” The Doctor said. “Lieutenant, get me some fluids for Colonel Sheppard from the storage closet.” He asked his nurse.

“Thanks a lot!” John mouthed sarcastically to Elizabeth.

Her face turned red with held back laughter.

“Actually, better make that two.” Doctor Becket decided as he looked at Elizabeth’s face. “It looks like there’re both suffering from the same symptoms.”

“Doc we’re fine!” John was getting a little annoyed.

“That may be but it’s better to be safe than sorry, that’s what I always say. Some extra fluids and a night or two in the infirmary won’t do ya any harm.”

“A night or two?” John asked in disbelief.

“Carson, I’m sure you only want what’s best for us but who’s going to look after Atlantis?” asked Elizabeth.

“Elizabeth, we won’t fall apart because you and John have to rest for a couple of days, Caldwell’s going to be in charge until you’re back on you’re feet.”

“I bet he is.” She replied.

“Look!” John announced, jumping of the bed. “I’m on my feet now.”

“Now that’s not what I meant, get back in bed Colonel, Doctor’s orders.” He came towards him with a big needle.

“Carson, I’m ok, I don’t need a drip.” John said, backing up to the bed.

“Are you afraid of needles John?” Elizabeth asked in amusement.

“No! Of course not! I just had my blood taken didn’t I? I just don’t need one of those.” He replied, pointing to the device Carson would be inserting into his arm.

“He’s not scared of needles.” Carson said. “Not too keen on these things though are you Colonel? Had to knock you out last time.”

“Gee thanks doc, tell the world why don’t ya?”

“I didn’t tell the world, I told Elizabeth, now are you gonna get back in that bed or do I have to get a Wraith stunner from the armoury? “

John admitted defeat and sat back on the bed, swung his legs round and lay back. He was determined to prove to Elizabeth that he wasn’t a wuss. He closed his eyes and held out his left arm for the Doctor. He suddenly felt a soft, warm hand envelop his own, he turned to his right to see Elizabeth stood by his side with a reassuring smile.

“I’m afraid of anaesthetic.” She admitted. “Had my tonsils out when I was sixteen, screamed the place down as soon as I saw the mask.”

“Really?” He asked, returning the smile.

Elizabeth nodded.

“It’s not the needle part that bothers me, it’s the fact that it hangs there and it’s inside your vein, and if you look, you can see it, the tube, disappearing into your arm, it’s gross.”

“There you go, done.” Carson said. “Thanks Elizabeth, it usually takes me ages to get him to calm down and sit still.”

John risked a glance at his arm.

“It’s ok, I covered it with a nice big plaster so you can’t see.”

Doctor Becket sent Elizabeth back to her own bed and repeated the process, after a few more tests and a decent meal, they were left alone to rest.

“Thanks.” John whispered, looking over at Elizabeth.

“You’re welcome.” She replied. “Oh and John.”

“Yeah?”

“You owe me two now.” She said huskily.

Sorry its been so long.
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