All Tied Up by Lyssa
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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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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