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Title: Replacing Memories
Author: elfcat255
Pairing: Sam/Janet
Rating: pG
Spoilers: hmmm..Covenant..in a way
AN: from a prompt by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sams_ceara--uniforms...spawned from an icon also...*points at icon*.....and as I was writing it the POV changed on me to first person so I had to go back and rework it..*sigh*...I don't know why but it just came out like this.
After receiving the rather cryptic phone call from my better half I quickly made up some random emergency situation to tell the reporter, after all, my job here was finished; let the base’s PR department take care of the rest. Right now I had something more important to take care of at home.
Twenty minutes later, well a little faster than twenty because I may have broken a few speeding laws, I pulled the rented Mustang into our driveway and exiting the car I walk quickly up the front path to the porch. Climbing the steps I spot a note taped to the door, taking it down I read…”Don’t take a single piece of that uniform off…I’ll take care of that, just come upstairs.”
A smile blossoms across my face as I unlock the door and enter into the quiet house; standing in the foyer I toss my keys on the table and that’s when I hear the soft strains of music filtering down from upstairs. Recognizing it as the music Janet uses to relax after a particularly bad day at work I slowly make my way up the stairs, my mind made up to make my love’s bad day end on a better note.
Walking into our bedroom it’s hard not to notice the atmosphere Janet has created; soft music, candlelight and a bottle of wine chilling in a tumbler, I have no doubt that it’s her favorite chardonnay. The bathroom door is closed and I can hear the sound of water running as I move to pour two glasses of the chilled wine. Picking them up I turn to walk to the bathroom but the door opens and there Janet stands, framed in the doorway, her face looking tired and drawn as she leans against the doorjamb in her comfy robe.
She walks over to me and slips her arms around my waist, wrapping me in a tight hug. My hands are occupied with the wine glasses and all I can do is duck my head down to place a kiss on the head tucked against my chest, “Someone had a bad day,” I say softly.
“Very bad day,” she mumbles in response.
“Do you want to talk about it?” I ask, moving one of the glasses up for her to take from my hand.
Taking the glass but leaving one arm around my waist, she sips from it and answers in a tired voice, “No…I’d rather forget about it actually, it’s why I called you; I want to replace bad memories with good ones.”
Moving away from me she takes the other glass from my hand and taking a sip from hers’ places them on the dresser then turns back to look at me, with a smile on her face she speaks, “I forget sometimes how sexy that uniform looks on you.”
Ducking my head I blush, can’t help it she does that to me all the time, looking back up I give her a little smile and reply, “You don’t look so bad in yours either.”
She walks up to stand before me and runs a finger over the medals pinned to my jacket then standing on her toes she places a soft kiss on my lips; wrapping her arms around my neck she looks at me with those soft brown eyes and whispers, “You may look sexy in it but you’re ten times sexier out of it.”
“Well…someone told me not to take it off right away and I tend to follow orders,” replying with a grin as I grasp her slim waist in my hands.
She gives me a smirk along with a raised eyebrow; “Okay…I follow orders most of the time,” I grudgingly admit, “and these orders seemed like they might be fun,” I add as my head dips down to capture her lips in a slow kiss.
As we kiss I feel her arms slip from around my neck and fingers begin working loose the buttons of my jacket. By the time we break from the slow dance of lips and tongues she’s managed to unbutton them all then slips her hands under the material to brush over my cloth covered ribs, sending little shivers up my spine.
“You know…you have a head start on this whole undressing thing,” I tell her with a crooked grin as my hands untie the robe, letting it fall open and I brush my fingers over her stomach.
“Then I’ll have to work a little faster to even the advantage,” she answers and begins to unbutton my blouse.
Chuckling softly I stand there as she undresses me, not quite so quickly but she’s making it oh so fun as each piece of my uniform is stripped from my body and little kisses are placed on the skin she uncovers. Of course I’m not helping any as my hands have decided to move on their own; I can’t help but let them slide over the warm skin under the robe, teasing her just as much as she’s teasing me. Even though I distract her somewhat she still manages to get me out of my clothing and I stand with it scattered on the floor around me before too long, with nothing but a smile on my face. Bringing my hands up under the robe I slide it over her shoulders and it slips from her body then we stand nude, together.
I wrap my arms around her smaller figure and pull her close until we meld together then duck my head down to nuzzle the side of her neck; “So…are we just going to stand here and let the water get cold?” I ask in a soft whisper as my lips glide close to her ear, leaving a trail of kisses in their wake.
She doesn’t answer me but pulls back and takes my hand in hers to lead me to the bathroom. I grab the wine glasses from the dresser in my free hand and trail after her; where she leads I follow…and whether the day ends in gentle lovemaking or just us wrapped in each others arms I know she’ll soon forget whatever made her feel so bad.
Author: elfcat255
Pairing: Sam/Janet
Rating: pG
Spoilers: hmmm..Covenant..in a way
AN: from a prompt by
sams_ceara--uniforms...spawned from an icon also...*points at icon*.....and as I was writing it the POV changed on me to first person so I had to go back and rework it..*sigh*...I don't know why but it just came out like this.After receiving the rather cryptic phone call from my better half I quickly made up some random emergency situation to tell the reporter, after all, my job here was finished; let the base’s PR department take care of the rest. Right now I had something more important to take care of at home.
Twenty minutes later, well a little faster than twenty because I may have broken a few speeding laws, I pulled the rented Mustang into our driveway and exiting the car I walk quickly up the front path to the porch. Climbing the steps I spot a note taped to the door, taking it down I read…”Don’t take a single piece of that uniform off…I’ll take care of that, just come upstairs.”
A smile blossoms across my face as I unlock the door and enter into the quiet house; standing in the foyer I toss my keys on the table and that’s when I hear the soft strains of music filtering down from upstairs. Recognizing it as the music Janet uses to relax after a particularly bad day at work I slowly make my way up the stairs, my mind made up to make my love’s bad day end on a better note.
Walking into our bedroom it’s hard not to notice the atmosphere Janet has created; soft music, candlelight and a bottle of wine chilling in a tumbler, I have no doubt that it’s her favorite chardonnay. The bathroom door is closed and I can hear the sound of water running as I move to pour two glasses of the chilled wine. Picking them up I turn to walk to the bathroom but the door opens and there Janet stands, framed in the doorway, her face looking tired and drawn as she leans against the doorjamb in her comfy robe.
She walks over to me and slips her arms around my waist, wrapping me in a tight hug. My hands are occupied with the wine glasses and all I can do is duck my head down to place a kiss on the head tucked against my chest, “Someone had a bad day,” I say softly.
“Very bad day,” she mumbles in response.
“Do you want to talk about it?” I ask, moving one of the glasses up for her to take from my hand.
Taking the glass but leaving one arm around my waist, she sips from it and answers in a tired voice, “No…I’d rather forget about it actually, it’s why I called you; I want to replace bad memories with good ones.”
Moving away from me she takes the other glass from my hand and taking a sip from hers’ places them on the dresser then turns back to look at me, with a smile on her face she speaks, “I forget sometimes how sexy that uniform looks on you.”
Ducking my head I blush, can’t help it she does that to me all the time, looking back up I give her a little smile and reply, “You don’t look so bad in yours either.”
She walks up to stand before me and runs a finger over the medals pinned to my jacket then standing on her toes she places a soft kiss on my lips; wrapping her arms around my neck she looks at me with those soft brown eyes and whispers, “You may look sexy in it but you’re ten times sexier out of it.”
“Well…someone told me not to take it off right away and I tend to follow orders,” replying with a grin as I grasp her slim waist in my hands.
She gives me a smirk along with a raised eyebrow; “Okay…I follow orders most of the time,” I grudgingly admit, “and these orders seemed like they might be fun,” I add as my head dips down to capture her lips in a slow kiss.
As we kiss I feel her arms slip from around my neck and fingers begin working loose the buttons of my jacket. By the time we break from the slow dance of lips and tongues she’s managed to unbutton them all then slips her hands under the material to brush over my cloth covered ribs, sending little shivers up my spine.
“You know…you have a head start on this whole undressing thing,” I tell her with a crooked grin as my hands untie the robe, letting it fall open and I brush my fingers over her stomach.
“Then I’ll have to work a little faster to even the advantage,” she answers and begins to unbutton my blouse.
Chuckling softly I stand there as she undresses me, not quite so quickly but she’s making it oh so fun as each piece of my uniform is stripped from my body and little kisses are placed on the skin she uncovers. Of course I’m not helping any as my hands have decided to move on their own; I can’t help but let them slide over the warm skin under the robe, teasing her just as much as she’s teasing me. Even though I distract her somewhat she still manages to get me out of my clothing and I stand with it scattered on the floor around me before too long, with nothing but a smile on my face. Bringing my hands up under the robe I slide it over her shoulders and it slips from her body then we stand nude, together.
I wrap my arms around her smaller figure and pull her close until we meld together then duck my head down to nuzzle the side of her neck; “So…are we just going to stand here and let the water get cold?” I ask in a soft whisper as my lips glide close to her ear, leaving a trail of kisses in their wake.
She doesn’t answer me but pulls back and takes my hand in hers to lead me to the bathroom. I grab the wine glasses from the dresser in my free hand and trail after her; where she leads I follow…and whether the day ends in gentle lovemaking or just us wrapped in each others arms I know she’ll soon forget whatever made her feel so bad.
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