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

Chess. Now there was an idea, one that she would think of when they got to Atlantis and she wandered past the place where she'd watched him play. Chess was a piece of home, a connection to her past, and one that she would kick ass at. It would be a good way to pass the time.

She smoothed the water down over his skin, rinsing away the last of the suds before stepping to his side. "I'll give you a massage later," she told him with a small smile, reaching over to run a finger over one of those ridges. "Give special attention to these. I think you could use it after the last few days."

He cocked his head, back arching a bit as she did that, then he chuckled. "You're too good to me" he grinned.

He shut the water off and gave her a towel before getting one himself. He rubbed his hair until it too was only damp, using his fingers to comb through it, but after replacing her braids and knots, he did no more with it.

He recalled the other day when he bathed with the queen shortly after coming on board, her tub water was stained gray from the blood in her hair that had been her own by the time they'd finished.

Finished drying off, he sat down in bed, waiting for Rogue, and also thinking about when his queen wanted to start creating offspring. Usually it was one of the first things discussed when a new queen came on board a new hive and yet she had not brought it up in their time together. It was for the best that they wait anyway. While increasing their numbers would be a priority, they had to know if the gene therapy was passed onto young or not, so it would have to wait until after she was inoculated and cleared of side-effects.

Rogue grinned herself at his words, glad to have that sort of reaction from him. There were few things that she could do for him, at least in her opinion, and she enjoyed being able to do what she could, even if it was as simple as this.

Drying off, she watched him replace her braids and wondered idly if the queen was at all bothered by her relationship with the commander. The queen was young and clearly uncertain about things, and Rogue didn't have a clue how she might perceive the arrangement they had. As had been pointed out, she wasn't a worshipper, her place among the wraith entirely unique for a human, and she truly hoped the queen would never feel threatened by her.

She squeezed out the last bits of water from her hair and combed it with her fingers as he had, though her hair would dry in a much more orderly fashion than his. The towel was hung up before she joined him on the bed, carefully replacing the single braid that he had given her. Watching him for a moment, she quietly asked, "What are you thinking about?"

As everyone could sleep with anyone on the ship, with the exception of the queen, it was unlikely that, even a unique female human like Rogue would be considered a threat just because she was sleeping with the commander. So long as the sex didn't interfere with Todd's work-which it hadn't-she'd likely never bring it up with either party.

"Just about the queen, what still lies ahead..." he grunted, then added, "What's on the menu for dinner tomorrow..." he smiled then settled to lay on his stomach so she could do his back.

"Have you thought of any names for her?" he asked, remembering the queen was leaning towards having one.

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What would be on the menu. How mundane it sounded, how normal after the tense situations they'd been dealing with the past two days.

Moving to kneel beside him on the bed, which was a little difficult with the way the bed moved beneath them, she began by simply running her fingers along his back, feeling out those familiar lines of muscle. The easiest thing would be to sit on his lower back to effectively reach everything, but with that ridged spine, it wouldn't really work, so she'd just have to make do.

"Victoria would be my first choice," she told him, adding a firm pressure to her motions, just pushing on the muscle that had already healed from their spar but still deserved to be tended to. "I don't know how much you know of Earth's history, hell I don't even know if it's the same with this Earth, but in my world Victoria was the longest reigning Queen of the United Kingdom, and one of the most renowned queens in history. During her reign, she expanded the British Empire and brought peace and prosperity to her people. It seemed like a fitting choice for your new queen, and I thought it might bring her a little confidence when dealing with Atlantis."

The Wraith got up after a moment, realizing her problem. He tossed a few pillows and blankets on the floor and laid down on those instead. Nowhere near as mushy as the bed but at least now he was at a more reasonable height for her and he wasn't moving around so much due to the liquid mattress.

"Victoria..." he repeated as she returned to working on a healed area. Thus far all those with names were short and simple, though probably meant something to Sheppard. Having something a little more regal might be better for her.

"Sounds like a good one. But I have no idea how she'd like that. Any others in the event she wants another choice?" he asked.

Ah, yes, being on the solid floor made things much easier. It was better for leaning over him, allowed her more control of the distribution of pressure when she wasn't having to leverage herself quite so much.

"There are a few others, more historical names that will sound strong to the people from Earth," she answered, moving down to his lower back and concentrating her efforts on the muscles over his ribs, which were some of the more difficult to work on because of how little give there was around them. "She needs a strong name, not something like Nancy or Amanda. Even Marie is a little weak, and it was a popular name in the European courts, with Maria and Mary as variations." She was quiet for a moment, then added, "I'd thought of Elizabeth, another equally strong and powerful queen in history, but I know there was an Elizabeth on Atlantis and that... things were complicated, so that's not really the best option for her."

"Doctor Elizabeth Weir" he confirmed. He never actually met the woman but Sheppard spoke highly of her and he'd heard her voice when he'd been...interrogating, the colonel when they first met in the Genii cells. He wondered if naming the queen Elizabeth would be an insult or a good memorial for the woman that had done much for the city before her death at the hands of the Replicators.

He decided to not dip into such sensitive waters and wouldn't add it to the list.

Todd let out a long groan as she worked a particularly tough knot out of his muscles. This felt amazing. He'd have to return the favor...

It was good that he didn't decide to add it to the list. With the way a number of people on Atlantis still felt about wraith in general at this point in time, such a move would undoubtedly be seen as an insult more than anything. Maybe in another few decades things might be different, but for now that was just how it was.

Giving massages like this had always been a favorite thing for Rogue, even when she'd had to do it wearing gloves, which was infinitely more difficult. She'd had a special, textured set made just for using with Remy, who tended to get banged up and bruised more than most people, but being able to use her bare hands changed everything. It was easier to feel that tension in the muscles, to focus the pressure on the knot until it began to ease and loosen, and that groan was exactly the sign she needed to know it was working as it should.

When she'd finished with the more noticeable spots, she finally moved to the top of his spine, just as she'd promised. Light, smooth strokes over those sensitive ridges, circling her fingertips over and around them, listening for his reaction so she'd know what method to continue with as she worked her way down to the base.

After all the knots had been worked out of his back and she moved onto caressing his spine as she did, he closed his eyes, focus shifting from thinking about everything to just her fingers along his back.

Like everything else, it felt really good.

When Rogue had finished, he rolled over onto his back to look at her. "Where'd you learn that, might I ask?" His fingers caressed her thigh then tugged her hand lightly to get her to lay down with him. Or on him, didn't matter.

She let him tug her down, curling up at his side but laying her head on his shoulder and wrapping an arm across his chest. To say she wasn't quite ready to stop touching him would be an understatement.

"Kind of all over the place, I guess," she answered as she relaxed against him. "There are businesses on Earth devoted to massage, either for pleasure and relaxation or as a form of physical therapy. I studied a bit of the therapeutic aspects when I was training, and I ended up using it on Remy pretty often. He was an amazing fighter himself, and quick on his feet, but could also be pretty reckless, which got him into a lot of scrapes."

If only she'd had more of those kinds of days with him. She regretted so much how long she'd kept him at arm's length, all that time they could have spent together - wasted.

The benefit and curse of hindsight. You know what you missed out on before, best not make the same mistake twice and waste it again.

He lay looking at the ceiling awhile, the hazy blue light casting its usual strange shadows everywhere. He looked forward to when they could stand still long enough to appreciate the sky.

Fingers caressed her skin lightly for a bit before he should return the favor before the day caught up with him...and because he wanted to. He sat up, withdrawing from her. "Lay on your back up on the bed, close to the edge." he said, a mischievous glint in his gold eyes.

She'd be glad as well when they could enjoy the stars again. She didn't mind that blue light, but there was nothing quite like being close to Todd under all those beautiful pinpricks of light.

There was a playfully suspicious look in response to his instructions, but she did as told, laying down and then arching an eyebrow at him expectantly. She had absolutely no idea what he was planning, and she was kind of okay with that. Surprises weren't always a bad thing, after all.

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Todd sat up on his knees and walked over to the side of the bed, tugging her by the ankle, he pulled her around, her hips right at the edge. He settled between her legs, pressing a kiss to her stomach and then nipping the skin. His hands caressed along her ribs and up to squeeze her breasts. No prizes for what he had in store for her tonight.

He enjoyed sex with her, and, as soon to be accomplished, eating her out. It was a far different experience than any he'd had with any queen or worshiper. And as she had so little gratifying sexual contact since her powers manifested, he was under the impression she enjoyed it immensely.

His impression was entirely accurate. She adored all the intimacies shared with Todd, especially full sex, but this particular act was at the top of her favorites list. He was incredibly skilled with those lips and tongue, and it was never very long before he had her practically melting at his touch.

Just knowing what he was about to do had her body reacting in anticipation, that nip on her stomach and the squeezing to her breasts already eliciting a quiet moan of pleasure from her. She didn't know what she'd done to deserve this treat, but she'd gladly do it again.

He ran his tongue along her folds a few times before dipping past them to caress her clit. As the taste and scent of her filled his senses he wrapped his arms under her thighs so that her legs draped over his shoulders.

Pressing his tongue inside Rogue, Todd was careful of his teeth but also listened to each noise she made to determine how quick or slow he should move.

It was when his tongue touched her overly sensitive clit that she began to squirm, as much as she could with the way he held her, and her moans and gasps of pleasure really increased in volume. When his tongue entered her, her left hand snaked down to tangle in his hair, anchoring herself to him with that pressure he liked.

She needed this so badly after the recent days they'd had. A full release of the tension that hadn't really left her since they started toward that mysterious hive ship. But now - she was still here, in her home and in his life, and it didn't take him long at all to bring her to the edge.

"Todd," she breathed his name, that single syllable turned into a plea because all other words were beyond her.

The encouraging tug on his hair had him growl pleasantly against her and continue to work her closer and closer to her climax.

The breathy use of his human name had the wraith sliding his tongue from her and teasing just her clit again to bring her to the edge.

He wondered-very distantly-if his queen would enjoy this. Each queen was different in their want for attention. Perhaps she'd only want to mate and get it over with. Or draw out the foreplay as long as possible. Best put it out of his mind and keep his attention on Rogue.

That growl did as much for her pleasure as his tongue did, honestly, the sound one of the most sensual things she'd ever experienced. It helped to fan the fire in her veins, and her free hand moved to grip at the bedding beneath her as tightly as she held his hair.

Only a few more seconds passed before her climax hit, waves of sensation crashing over her as her body shook with the release, shuddering breaths and whimpers coming from her throat. All she could do was feel, coherent thought escaping her completely as she rode out the orgasm he'd given her.

It was in these moments that she felt the safest, even though she was really the most vulnerable. Never did she doubt Todd's intentions with her, nor feel threatened by him in any way. It was truly such a relief to have that level of trust with someone again.

Todd worked his tongue along her, lapping up her juices before managing to unhook her fingers from his hair and move up on the bed. Sitting beside her, he let her relax and come down from her high.

"Feeling better?" he asked with a smirk

It was still a bit of a struggle to form a complex sentence, so she just gave him a satisfied smile as she moved a bit further onto the bed. "Much. You're really good at that," she told him, proud of herself for having strung all those words together when she was still in the afterglow.

Reaching over to set a hand on his thigh, she smoothed her fingertips along his skin. On anyone else, that smirk would annoy the hell out of her, but he had earned it for a job very well done.

"I've had a little practice" he chuckled before moving further up the bed to lay down. Thus far his queen had been quiet, which meant either she was going to bug him soon or she was finally going to let him get some rest. So, with Rogue a little less stressed, he felt like he could sleep for a few hours at least.

He tugged the blankets up and let her relax against him, staring up at the blue haze and playing idly with her hair between his claws.

Being curled up against Todd and having him play with her hair took care of the remaining stress, letting her relax for the time being in a way she hadn't been able to before. It was a comforting feeling that he was giving her, whether he knew it or not.

"You take such good care of me," she told him quietly, her words a little fuzzy as she embraced that warm sleepiness that was falling over her.

He smiled and nodded. She was to him too.

After a few minutes, they both drifted off, content in their own ways.

He woke some hours later of his own accord. Finding it odd his queen had not disturbed him, he groggily reached out to her. She bid him good morning and told him she was with the engineers, being brought up to speed on the most recent battles the hive had endured.

Seemed like a lifetime ago they were in a fight.

Todd shifted and sat up, deciding he'd best get up regardless that his queen didn't need him at the moment.

It was some of the best sleep she'd had in a while, with how relaxed she was and Todd staying with her for so long. She was a little surprised herself that he wasn't called away sooner, and when he sat up she shifted, blinking at him groggily.

"Everything alright?" she asked quietly, worried that something might have happened, though he didn't seem to be in too much of a hurry. Lifting a hand, she ran it through her hair, stretching a little and trying to wake up more.

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