My Lover

Unwinding Or Something More?

Trigger Warning: Smut and Explicit Language

Pulling her sweater over her head, Rosalie is getting ready to grab some dinner, thinking about her sparring session with Ronon that morning when a knock on her door pulls her from her thoughts. She isn't expecting anyone, and she is surprised when she opens the door and a pissed off Evan barges in.

-"What happened?" - She asks him, worried.

-"Dr. Lewis just reported me to Weir. He told her about our last mission together and made it sound like it was all my fault that my team wasn't listening to him. Because of it, I now have an appointment with Heightmeyer and him to 'sort things out' and resolve whatever problems we have with each other." - Evan rants.

-"This might not be a bad thing, Evan. It's actually a good opportunity for you to show Weir that you and Lewis shouldn't be working together or on the same team."

-"Maybe. I'm just not sure it will work." - Evan sighs frustrated.

-"Evan, Heightmeyer is impartial and she will make a fair assessment of the situation. Besides, this is your first complaint from a scientist, hell, from anyone. If anything, Weir is giving you the benefit of the doubt. She probably thinks you had a bad day, or there was some sort of miscommunication between the two of you and is giving you a chance. Just go to the appointment and be honest with Heightmeyer about what happened. She will be fair with you, I promise."

-"You're right." - Evan pulls her into a hug. -"You always know what to say to calm me down."

-"I just know you a little too well"

-"There you go being right again."

Rosalie laughs at that. When it came to Evan, she has known the man long enough to know exactly how to make him see things in a more analytical and calm way. This hasn't been the first, nor would be the last she is sure, time that she had to talk him down from whatever bad mood he was in.

Evan pulls her into a kiss and Rosalie kisses him back, pulling him close. The moment his lips connected with hers, all her doubts about how he feels about her are completely forgotten and all she wants is to stay in that moment forever.

What is supposed to be a simple kiss quickly turns into a heated makeout session. He quickly pushes her against the wall, kissing her feverishly, his hands all over her body. He was hungry, hungry for her, she can tell and she would be lying if she said she wasn't as well.

Pulling her sweater off, Evan licks a trail from her neck all the way down to her breasts. He can hear the soft moans that escapes her lips. Her hands are tangled in his hair, pulling him closer. She wants him as much as he wants her. This isn't what he had planned when he went to see her, but now he can't stop.

Grabbing her legs and pulling her up, Evan carries her over to her bed. He lays her down on the bed and doesn't waste any time. Stripping them both down, he kneels by her legs and spreads them open. He can feel her shiver in anticipation. Slowly rubbing her clit with his thumb, he can see her squirm in pleasure. She moans louder and louder, as she approaches her peak. He loves that sound.

Putting two fingers inside of her, he feels just how hot and wet she is. Fingering her as fast as he possibly can, he sees that she is close to coming again. Hearing her moan his name while she is about to hit her peak again is enough to make his cock twitch.

Evan looks up and sees Rosalie looking down at him, and it's clear she wasn't expecting to see the look of pure desire that was on his face and the devilish smirk on his lips. Giving her a nod and a few good thrusts with his fingers, he tries telling her that he likes what he heard.

The more Rosalie calls his name, the more he wants to be inside of her. Making her come one last time with his fingers, Evan stands up and aligns himself with her entrance. Giving a hard thrust, he hears her calling out his name again, which in return makes him thrust again, hard. The more she called his name out, the faster and harder he thrusts inside of her.

Evan is filling her up completely and fucking her to her core. The more he thrusts, the louder she gets, which in return, makes him thrust harder. It's a vicious cycle, one that she loves. If this is the result of moaning his name, then she will happily oblige. Feeling herself getting close to her peak, she pleads and begs that he comes with her.

Evan is close to coming himself, when he hears her begging him to come with her. Hearing her moaning his name once again, it doesn't take long for him to give in to her pleas. Feeling her cramping around his cock, he comes inside of her, filling her up with his cum. A soft "Evan" escapes her lips when she finally comes down from her peak and that makes him smile.

Evan falls onto the bed by her side. They both need to catch their breath. Once he regains some ability to breathe, he gets up and gets a wet cloth from the bathroom. He tells her to spread her legs and starts to clean her up. After throwing the cloth into the hamper, he lays back down next to her, cuddling her to his side and stroking her hair.

After cuddling for a while, Evan asks her if she wants to go grab some dinner. Rosalie smiles and says sure. They get dressed and make their way to the mess hall. The whole walk there, Rosalie can't help but wonder if what just happened between them was just a way for him to unwind or if it meant more to him.

They arrive at the mess hall and, after getting their food, Evan spots Sheppard eating alone. Asking Rosalie if they should join him, she shrugs and nods, following him as they walk to where Sheppard is sitting.

They sit with Sheppard and after a few minutes of talking about Weir's orders, Rosalie's thoughts go back to what happened just minutes before they got there. She wonders if if she had told Evan how she feels it would've still happened. "Of course not, you're just his friend. Nothing more.", the little voice in the back of her head tells her.

She focuses back on the conversation and she hears Sheppard telling Evan the exact same thing she had told him about the whole Lewis situation. Evan tells Sheppard that she had told him the same thing and she can't help herself and says that great minds think alike, making both men chuckle and nodding their heads in agreement.

Looking between Evan and Sheppard, and around the mess hall, she realizes that no matter what happens between her and Evan, she has found her place. This is where she belongs and she will fight anyone who tries to take that away from her, even herself.