fateandfortune | Just two vampires, traveling the galaxy... [For Todd the Wraith]

Rogue was still smiling when she sat up and moved close, leaning over him so she could provide the attention he so rightly deserved. Her hands settled on his shoulders again, caressing his skin with smooth, solid strokes as she explored him with first her fingers, then lips and tongue, tasting him when she found a patch of skin that was of particular interest.

From shoulders to chest to stomach, she worked her way down his body until she again reached his pants. It was easy to undo the fastenings there, she'd seen him dress so many times, and gentle but firm tugging had all remaining clothing off him in short order, revealing the swollen length of him that she so desperately wanted to have inside her.

But this was her time to explore, and so she wrapped a petite hand around him, her eyes watching his expression, looking for cues as he had with her. Making sure this was okay.

Todd lifted his hands from the blankets to cup her jaw when they kissed, the other hand burying in her hair briefly before she began to make her way down. Her mouth was hot on his skin and her fingers teasingly light.

When she finally released him from his trousers, he let out a low groan, amplified a bit more when she wrapped her fingers around him. He lifted his hips to allow the total removal of his pants before propping his head up with a pillow to better watch her

He chuffed when she looked to him. This was very okay.

Those were the sounds she wanted to hear. As much as he'd enjoyed hearing her, she felt the same way about him, eager to bring him the same sort of pleasure he'd given her.

And she wasn't new to this rodeo. Between condoms and gloves and scarves, she'd been able to learn all about how to make a man squirm in the best ways - hopefully at least some of that knowledge would be transferable to wraith physiology, and Todd's personal preferences.

She began with light strokes, learning the shape of him, enjoying the feeling of having her skin touch his without any barriers, but those movements turned firm before long, adding pressure first at the base and then the tip of him. Her gaze shifted between watching his expression and enjoying the sight herself of her hand on him. Without removing that hand, she shifted her position slightly, leaning down over him, and moved her hair over one shoulder so she could watch him as she wrapped her lips around that swollen tip and tasted him with her tongue.

Between it all he did wonder how she'd become so experienced when she couldn't touch anyone, but he supposed she'd found ways to pleasure Remy, and he her. Gloves mostly...?

Todd hissed in pleasure as she began to stroke him in earnest, but then her mouth was on him and he lifted a hand to grab the headboard up behind him, digging his claws into the organic material as Rogue's tongue teased the slit and made him swell more as she gave him all the attention he had her.

His eyes-which had closed as she licked him, opened to watch her, chest rising and falling a little quicker as Rogue tested him.

"No need to be gentle." he reminded her.

Message received.

Her hand remained firm on him, alternating pressure as she continued to explore him with her mouth, tracing along the curves and pulling him into her mouth as deeply as she could before pulling back again. She couldn't get enough of him for her own satisfaction, let alone his, and her pace slowly increased as she sought more of those delicious sounds he'd made before.

Her other hand continued to smooth along his stomach, up to his ribs and back down to his hips, dragging her nails along that smooth skin now and then with enough force to leave thin marks behind.

She was doing fine, whether it was as much as she was comfortable with taking in, or just the tip, he was enjoying her mouth on him immensely.

When her hand began to caress and wander, he thought little of it, until she raked her nails along his tough skin. He growled deeply at the sting of welts she left behind, which started to heal up soon afterwards.

"Good..." he rumbled, eyes rolling back again as she put her mouth on him again. At this rate he wouldn't last very long, but then again, humans needed a lot more foreplay than wraith did. This was already drawn out quite long by wraith standards.

Good indeed. That growl he'd given when she'd scratched him was quite possibly the sexiest thing she'd ever heard, and she looked forward to hearing it again under a variety of circumstances.

She could have stopped then, insisted that she needed him inside her rather than finishing him like this. But through her many borrowed memories, she was aware of how different the two experiences could feel, and she wanted to give that to him. To have him fall apart in the most exquisite way because of what she had made him feel. So she continued to speed up and squeeze him just that might tighter, waiting and watching.

It didn't take much more coaxing to bring him over the edge.

Throbbing on her tongue and in her hand, and arching off the bed, he allowed his climax to consume him with a rumbling groan. Thick bursts of cum erupted from his length in her hand, every pulse felt under her fingertips.

After a moment, he relaxed into the bed, staring up at the skylight unseeing before finally looking down at Rogue. "That was incredible." he purred.

Relying on the advice of old female friends in her head (an odd experience), she managed to drink up every drop he produced, the slightly salty taste strange but not unpleasant. She continued to stroke him until his body calmed, just as he had with her, and when he'd relaxed she finally pulled back, running a finger along the corner of her mouth to be sure there were no lingering traces of him there.

Moving up the bed, she settled on her side beside him, slipping her arm across his stomach and wrapping one of her legs around his. She may have looked like the cat that ate the canary as she gave him a satisfied smile and set a kiss on his shoulder.

Todd moved to lay on his side, facing Rogue, leaning in to kiss her, caressing his knuckles along her stomach, the welts on his own long gone by now.

He broke the kiss to kiss her neck, the attention slow, lazy, still coming down from his climax high.

"How'd you manage with Remy?" he asked, curious, fingers teasing along her waist now.

This sort of slow, easy moment was just as wonderful as the ones they'd just shared. In a way, she felt personally closer to Todd like this than before.

"Gloves, and silk, mostly," she answered, her own fingers tracing along his jaw before disappearing up into his hair. "It's a thin material that feels wonderful against the skin. And for what we just did, condoms were extremely helpful."

He vaguely knew of a material akin to what she was talking about. Those who used it were either very wealthy or had gotten hold of enough of the material to make clothes to entice other for sex.

Todd closed his eyes as she slid a hand back into his hair. She'd have to decide on a new hair decoration for him later on.

His eyes opened again at that last bit she mentioned, brow creasing in confusion. "What is a condom?"

She should have seen that one coming.

"It's a device used to prevent pregnancy and the spread of disease," she explained, trying to find the right terms that he would understand. "It's usually made of latex, like the gloves doctors use, and there are all sorts of different textures and even flavors available to increase pleasure for both parties. The chocolate flavored ones were a staple for us," she admitted with a grin and a hint of a blush creeping up her neck.

He blinked at her as she explained and was quiet a long while trying to absorb this...new information.

"Earth must be rather boring if you had so much time to come with an edible...doesn't that defeat the purpose of preventing diseases?" he asked "Wouldn't ingesting it just infect you anyway?"

Fortunately the only transferable disease between human and wraith had been the Hoffan drug. Any sexually related diseases if transferred to the wraith would not take to the new host thanks to their healing abilities. And while Wraith shared some DNA with humans, they couldn't reproduce together. Of course over the years some females tried to pull that they'd gotten pregnant thanks to a wraith, but in the end, it'd always been them fooling around with the male worshipers.

She was so much better at explaining how to properly use a condom to teenagers than she was about how one worked to a wraith. If she'd had one to demonstrate with, it would have been easy, but without a shared context it was proving rather difficult.

"They're not edible, at least not usually unless they're designed to be," she corrected. "Sorry, I'm not explaining it very well. It's sort of like wearing a glove, and everything is collected inside it and then thrown away."

She paused for a moment, thinking over his comment and then smirking. "Humans on Earth have spent a lot of time coming up with creatives things for sex, though," she admitted. "Edible underwear, oils that warm or cool when used, all sorts of toys and types of clothing. They're usually advertised as ways of keeping things from getting boring in a relationship."

He didn't see how a relationship could become boring within a wraith's life time let alone a human's very short one. But perhaps, thanks to not having to deal with any species outside their own, humans had come to lead a very simple life on earth. So simple apparently that they could use their time to create edible undergarments...and everything else Rogue just mentioned.

"Strange world you come from" he chuckled, caressing her skin again

Rogue laughed quietly and shook her head, grinning as she told him, "You have no idea."

Her fingers combed through what she could easily reach of his wild hair, working around the braids and knots as she found them. She was actually quite looking forward to placing her mark on him in that way, with something tangible that she would be able to see and appreciate. It was sort of thrilling to think about, especially since the entire crew would end up knowing it was she who had put the new decorations there.

"Well, now I have a little idea" he chuckled

The wraith let her play as she liked, figuring she was thinking about what sort of decorative braid or knot to mark him with. Earth humans, as they'd just established, were quite bizarre and had a lot of time on their hands. No doubt hair was among the things they'd come to stylize as unique as their...edible underwear.

As she seemed indecisive on the matter for the moment, he leaned in to kiss her again, nipping her throat and pressing close.

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She leaned into that touch, arching against him slightly and making a sound almost akin to the human version of a purr. These were the moments she lived for, the little gestures and simple touches that she wouldn't trade for anything in this galaxy. It was a wonderful thing to feel close to someone, and she was so grateful that he'd given that to her.

"I wish I could show you my world," she told him in a soft, almost breathy voice. "The way it used to be. It was full of so many amazing things before the war." Before the world had begun to die because of so much hated and death. Her grip on him tightened just a little at the thought, as she pressed that much closer to him - as if he could chase away the awful memories.

"Sheppard allowed me pre-recordings called 'films' during my time dealing with the gene therapy. Like books, they range from the fictional to the historic, to the practical and documentation of the world they left behind, if temporarily."

They took a very short time to go through compared to a book or even the hologram room, which was not used other than when he took a tour of the city as it used up a lot of power and there was little on it that was not already in the Lantean database. Todd enjoyed the films, everything from animal life, to the wars that consumed the entire world, twice. Quite fascinating and gave him an insight to a planet he'd likely never get to set foot on without being under guard.

Rogue smiled at his words, her hand leaving his hair to smooth across his shoulder and down his arm. It gave her an almost heady feeling to be able to touch him like this, to touch anyone really, but Todd especially. With his strength and cunning, his kindness and the care he held for his crew, he truly was amazing. And here she was, lounging in his bed. How funny the universe could be.

"I used to love watching movies. I'd curl up on the couch with Remy and we'd have ice cream or popcorn and watch... all sorts of things. Spy thrillers, monster flicks, crazy sci-fi adventures..." She chuckled quietly. "My life feels a bit like one of those films now, far too strange to possibly be reality."

"Perhaps upon our next visit to Atlantis we can watch a few films" he suggested. "But for now..." his fingers teased along her ribs and then up to her chest, caressing just under a breast. "I think we both have other ideas in mind" he purred, leaning in to brush his lips along her own, teasingly pulling away when she tried to meet them.

Todd wasn't the least bit worn by their fun together and wanted more of Rogue. Her moans, her gasps and groans, all of it. They'd barely scratched the surface of what fun they could enjoy.

Rogue made a quiet sound of protest when he pulled away, narrowing her eyes playfully at him for just a moment. Such a tease, and she absolutely loved it.

"I do like the way you think," she murmured, the words little more than a breath before she darted forward to press her lips to his in a hungry kiss. She wanted more of him as well, and her hand slipped around his back to caress that sensitive cartilage over his spine.

Todd grinned against her mouth as she eagerly wanted more. He was curious as to how she'd want him. Wraith enjoyed a variety of positions just like humans, but the female was the one who picked. If it was two males, the higher ranking one chose. Over the years he'd found no preference to one position or another. All depended on his partner and the overall fun.

He thrummed in pleasure as she caressed his spines and in return, he broke the kiss to nip her throat and the nape of her neck, pressing closer to her.

She arched her neck to give him better access, moaning quietly at the gentle pleasure he was giving her. Her fingers continued down his spine, tracing each ridge as if she was tasked with memorizing them, her touch soft because she didn't want to hurt what she'd gathered was quite a sensitive area.

"You don't have to be gentle with me," she told him in a low voice, her other hand wrapping around the back of his neck to scratch lightly at the skin there. "I trust you." To not hurt her, to stop if she asked him, to understand if something was too much.

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