Pairing: Teal'c/Cameron Mitchell
Rating: PG-13, for language
Summary: Fic on demand for my friend hsapiens. What she wants she gets...eventually.
"Let's take this to the bedroom," Cameron murmured. He reluctantly relinquished his grip on Teal'c's finely sculpted posterior and stumbled out of the bathroom, soaking wet, panting and wonderfully sated. He made a half-hearted attempt to dry himself as he moved across the hall, but dropped the towel as soon as he reached the bed and launched himself across the expansive mattress. Landing heavily, he ignored the jolt of pain in his back and rolled over to observe his partner. But Teal'c was nowhere to be seen. "Teal'c!" he called. "I'm not getting any younger in here."
He heard a muffled sound but saw no sign of Teal'c. Cameron sat up and frowned. For a split second he feared that Teal'c might be leaving. His fear grew when he heard the distinct sound of footsteps, heels clicking on the oak floorboards. But his panic turned to mirth when he caught sight of Teal'c standing in his doorway. Cameron doubled over laughing as the tall Jaffa regarded him with contained amusement.
"Are you all right, Colonel Mitchell?" he asked after a minute.
"Teal'c! We just made out like a couple of school kids, showered together, did the bump and grind, and now you're in my bedroom, naked--well, almost naked--."
"Are you laughing at my attire, Colonel Mitchell?"
"Do you think you could call me 'Cam,' big guy? For the next...two and a half hours, at least?" Cameron asked, checking the clock on the nightstand.
"I can do that," Teal'c said, with a solemn nod of acquiescence.
"Good; get over here," Cameron said, beckoning him with a wave of his arm. Teal'c stalked across the room like a graceful cat and crawled onto the bed as Cameron laid back to receive him. Teal'c climbed over him, straddling his hips and staring hungrily into his eyes. He lowered his mouth to Cameron's but didn't linger there, lazily grazing his lips over Cameron's chin and throat. Cameron sighed and reached up to pull him closer. Teal'c settled himself over his body and began to nibble at that sensitive spot he'd discovered below his ear. Cameron began to moan and writhe under the gentle assault, till he was distracted and began to laugh again. Teal'c raised his head to regard him quizzically.
"Does that tickle, Cam?" he asked soberly.
"T! Dude! The boots?"
Teal'c smiled in acknowledgment and rolled over. Cameron sat up and the two of them stared at the boots for several moments. Cameron abruptly laid down again and pulled Teal'c back to his former position.
"Fuck the boots."
"I would prefer--."
Cameron aborted the comment with a hand to his mouth. When he was certain of his silence, Cameron removed his hand and reached blindly for the nightstand.
"Just do it," he said.