Title: Space: 1999 – Journey to Where – episode addition
Author: tayryn & Mônica
Rating: oh come on… like there is any question here… NC-17
Archive: my site… all others, please ask.
Disclaimer: ITC’s not mine
Summary: they’re back from their little trip to Earth.
Notes: this started out as a scene in mine and my sister’s story “When you…” but wasn’t working there, so now it’s a stand-alone story.
Thanks to Heather for beta’ing this baby for me!! I appreciate it very much!!
John closed his eyes as he stood under the spray of the shower, allowing the hot water to wash away the dirt, grime, and smell of the fire off his body.
He sighed. Mathias had ordered him to his quarters to relax and get some rest, several hours ago, but his mind refused to shut down and let him.
~ That was too close. ~ He thought, releasing a shuddering
breath as he remembered how close they’d come to losing their lives, but even
more scary; how close he’d come to losing her.
John shook his head. ~ Don’t
think about that! She’s all right now.
He turned his face up into the water and sighed again. All he wanted to do now was wash up, crawl
into bed, wrap his arms around
He was pulled out of his thoughts when he felt her arms suddenly slide around his waist and her body press up against his back; startling him.
“Aren’t you supposed to be recovering in Medical?”
“I talked Bob into letting me recover in the privacy of our
“How did you manage to talk him into it?”
“I simply told him that I would relax easier in my own bed.” She told him and then tightened her arms around him, resting her head against his back. “…I felt the need to be with you; to hold you and be held by you.”
John covered her hands with his. “I know the feeling.”
They stood together under the cascading water, each doing their best to put the events of the last day behind them.
“Hand me the soap.”
“Sounds good to me.” John said, grabbing the bar of soap and placing it in her hands.
“That feels wonderful.” John murmured as her hands continued to travel up and down his back. “You have very skilled hands, Doctor.”
“Why thank you, Commander.” She chuckled softly as she pressed up against his back, kissing the back of his neck as her hands moved around him and hugged him from behind. “You really think so?”
“I do.” John replied, turning his head slightly to brush a soft kiss against her forehead.
John chuckled softly as he closed his eyes and leaned back slightly against her; a small smile coming to his lips as he savoured the feeling of her sudsy hands beginning to slide over and around his chest.
“I want you, John.”
“Helena, you just…”
“I’m fine, John.” She told him, her hands trailing down over his abdomen, moving between his legs to take him in her hand, noting with a small smile that he was already beginning to grow hard. “The pneumonia is gone. I’m fine.”
John shook his head and covered her hand with his; stopping
her, despite wanting very much to take her up on her offer. “…
“John, if this experience has taught me anything, it’s that we have to seize every moment, because you never know when we’re going to get another chance.” She pressed herself tighter against him, sliding her free hand up his chest to clasp his shoulder. “Especially here on the moon, on Alpha.”
John stepped away from her and turned around to face her as he reached for the soap. “Turn around. It’s my turn to wash you.”
“Just turn around,
“I thought I was going to lose you.” John said softly as he ran his soapy hands down her arms. He laced his fingers with hers as he drew her arms up, crossing them with his across her chest and stomach as he pulled her tight back against him. He lowered his head and kissed along her shoulder to her ear; speaking in a low voice, choked with emotion. “I don’t know what I would have done if you hadn’t have… if I had lost you.”
“I love you, Helena.” John murmured against her ear as his lips moved back down her neck to her shoulder.
“I love you too, John.”
A low moan filled the shower as John guided their still joined hands, down the smooth plain of her stomach, caressing every inch before resting them on her thighs. He moved his lips back up her neck to her ear, tracing the gentle shell with his tongue.
Their tongues met and moved in each other’s mouths; tangling in a dance their bodies would soon imitate.
As they continued to kiss, John moved his free hand to her breast, cupping the luscious mound and softly rubbing his thumb over her nipple until it pebbled into a hard nub and then moved over to her other breast, repeating his actions.
John’s other hand trailed down the smooth plain of her stomach, heading for and entangling in the blonde hair between her thighs. He gently brushed through the damp curls, his fingers slipping between her folds and seeking out her welcoming wetness.
“Tell me what you want,
“Tell me.” John told her, applying a little pressure to her clit.
“Oh, yes, John… that.
“What else? What else
do you want me to do to you?”
“Move your fingers faster and deeper.” She told him, gasping as he immediately obeyed. “John!”
John smiled against her ear before turning and pulling her lobe between his teeth, nibbling gently as he continued moving his fingers within her. He let out a low moan when he felt her shift against him, rubbing herself suggestively against his erection.
“That’s it, give in to it.
Let yourself go.” John urged her
towards her release, both verbally and with his hands. “Let go,
John felt her body tighten and then writhe against him as she came hard, crying out his name over and over. John held her close, slowing but not stopping the movement of his fingers inside her, even as she sagged against him, breathing heavily.
“You are so beautiful.” John whispered against her ear. “So beautiful.”
“Oh… oh, John.”
John slowly trailed his one hand up to cup her breast as he little by little increased the rhythm of his hand between her thighs, causing her to break off the kiss with a moan. He felt her hands cover his as he continued to caress her; feeling her shudder as another wave of pleasure coursed through her.
She whimpered softly when he slowly withdrew his fingers. She turned in his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her body tightly against his. She sought out his lips, kissing him with wild abandon.
John’s hands slid up her back and into her wet hair, holding her mouth to his as he responded to her fervent kiss. He moaned, as she pressed closer still, trapping his erection between their bodies; the slight friction she caused as she stretched to press more of her body against his, sending sweet sensations throughout his body.
She released his ear to raise her head and meet his
eyes. She smiled sensuously at him
before moving back to his ear. “Tell me
what you want, John.”
“Oh, yes!” John nodded.
John nodded, moaning softly as she increased the speed of her hand slightly.
“Tell me what you want, John.” She told him, grasping his earlobe between her teeth again.
“I want you.” He told her, reaching down to entwine his fingers with hers, their joined hands stroking his length. His other hand cupped her breast, his thumb softly teasing her nipple as he gently squeezed the full mound. “I want to be inside you.”
John’s eyes locked with hers; almost drowning in their
emerald green depths at the desire he saw pooled there. He felt a hot shiver run through his back and
settle in his groin when
“Oh God, Helena!!” He groaned when he felt the heat of her mouth surround his hard member. He looked down, watched as she pulled back, and swirled her tongue around the sensitive head before taking him back in her mouth.
“…Helena…” he moaned again as her free hand moved between
his legs and cupped his sac, gently rolling him in her hand as she continued to
move her mouth on him. John’s head fell
back into the spray of the shower as she took him deeper in her mouth, the
suction she was creating sending excruciating pleasure throughout his
body. Unable to take anymore, knowing he
would explode if she continued, John slipped his other hand into her hair. “
John’s hands moved over her breasts, cupping each one in his
hands and teasing the already stiff nipples before moving down to grasp her
waist. Their mouths still locked
together, John lifted
Their eyes locked as John slowly brought her down on his aching shaft, the two of them moaning as little by little, he completely imbedded himself within her silken walls. They released simultaneous sighs, as they joined wholly together, neither one moving in order to savour the feel of their joining.
Slowly, unable to hold back any longer,
John dipped his head, suckling eagerly at her breasts before moving up to kiss her. He groaned softly, their tongues tangling as his strokes within her became longer and deeper, the pleasant tension building inside him, aching to find release.
John nodded at her silent request and, gripping her waist tighter, he began to move faster, driving himself deeper and deeper inside her. He felt her legs tighten around him as she guided his thrusts, pulling him closer.
Their bodies moved together in total concert, moving with and against each other as they strived to find their release; their tempo increasing with each thrust of their bodies.
John groaned her name when he felt her hands slide up and down his back, scoring him lightly with her nails. He felt his control slipping as the urge to thrust harder and deeper into her, and to join more completely with her overwhelmed him. He looked deep into her eyes and could see that she was as close as he was. “Oh God, Helena… I…”
“Me either…” her hand found its way to his cheek, cupping it briefly. “John…”
Their gasps and moans mingled, as they moved closer and closer to their release, their bodies grinding against each other with wild abandon. John held tight to her waist as he thrust into her welcoming heat over and over again. Soon they were both calling out each other’s names repeatedly as the sensations consumed them.
All of a sudden,
“Just what the doctor ordered.” John finished with a soft smile, his eyes closed.
They remained that way, John standing in the circle of Helena’s legs and arms, foreheads together, eyes closed and bodies joined; leaning against the shower wall, for a while longer, letting the water spray over them.
Ever so slowly, John opened his eyes and raised his
head. He smiled at the look of fulfilled
“Mmhmm.” She smiled and slowly unwrapped her legs from around his waist. “Just let me down easy.”
John nodded and gripped her waist, slipping from the warmth of her body and stepping back; holding her as until her feet were on the shower floor. He slid his hand up her side, caressing her cheek briefly before threading his fingers into her hair. “What do you say we finish up here and go curl up in bed? Get that rest Mathias prescribed for us?”
They shared a smile and leisurely washed each other,
relishing the gentle touch of each other’s hands.
Helena felt John slip into the bed behind her and released a contented sigh when she felt his arms slide around her and pull her close as he molded his body to hers; curling around her as if to draw her into him. She covered his hand with hers where it lay on her stomach.
Neither one spoke.
Several minutes later, John’s arms tightened around
“…too close…” she heard him murmur into her hair. “I almost lost you.”
“But you didn’t lose me.”
“The pneumonia… the fire….” he choked on a sob, pushing his face deeper into her hair. “Oh God, Helena…”
Helena turned suddenly in his arms and entwined her legs with his, molding her body to his as he buried his face in the crook of her neck; feeling his hot tears fall onto her skin. She held him close, stroking his hair and brushing her lips against his temple as her own tears fell into his hair.
“I couldn’t live if I lost you.” He breathed against her neck.
His hands slid up into her hair as he lifted his head to
meet her eyes. “I’m serious,
“And you are mine.”
“I love you too,
They shifted closer together, their lips meeting in a long, loving kiss before falling asleep, wrapped safely and tightly in each other’s arms.