"B", "Abrazo"
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My Table of Teyla stories.
Claim: Stargate Atlantis: Teyla
Title: "B"
Author: Teza (
teza)
Characters: Teyla/Beckett
Prompt: 07 - Love
Rating: PG-13
Length: short
Brief summary: Teyla and Carson is a rare pairing in SGA, but they provide some interesting contrast. Teyla is a warrior, an explorer and a leader; Carson is a doctor, a home body, and a facilitator, when he can get away with it. This story is short, but it shows how Carson could bring out Teyla's flirtatious, fun side.
Carson traced the letter ‘B’ on Teyla’s skin. He drew a long line down the center of her back, his hand steady and sure. He added the curves slowly, framing her shoulder blade in one and bringing the other to the small of her waist. She laughed, his touch gently tickling.
Link to the story: "B"
Claim: Stargate Atlantis: Teyla
Title: Abrazo
Author: Pru (
rageprufrock)
Characters: Teyla, Sheppard
Prompt: 08- Friendship
Rating: PG-13
Length: Medium
Brief summary: What I love about this story is its rich use of language, how the words reflect the music that it centers around, as John teaches Teyla about the Tango. It is sultry and fluid, and paints an earthy portrait of their friendship and John's life back on earth.
Teyla's got a rhythm in the way she moves, the hyperbolic curves of her arms and legs and how she extends them when she's fighting, not all straight lines and fast edges the way John was taught, but like a ripple. He's caught himself watching her prepare to kick his ass and been impressed by it, wondered what she'd be like swaying to a beat instead of beating him.
*
"My people have dancing as well," Teyla says, hesitant.
"I've seen it," John assures her with a lopsided smile, "and it's lovely, but this is a little different."
The laptop stops humming and music starts, like clapping and heartbeats, violin muffled by flesh and humidity, and John has always thought tango sounded like angry sex--the very best kind. John wishes it'd be louder, not so tinny from the crappy laptop speakers, and Atlantis curves up against his thoughts, echoes the music through the room like a concert hall, and Teyla's eyes widen at it.
"This music is very..." she trails off.
John smiles, all teeth, and holds out his hand. "Isn't it?"
Link to the story: Abrazo
PSA: No matter how old a story is, most authors like to hear that people are reading their work, so please think about leaving feedback when you're done. Thanks!
Claim: Stargate Atlantis: Teyla
Title: "B"
Author: Teza (
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Characters: Teyla/Beckett
Prompt: 07 - Love
Rating: PG-13
Length: short
Brief summary: Teyla and Carson is a rare pairing in SGA, but they provide some interesting contrast. Teyla is a warrior, an explorer and a leader; Carson is a doctor, a home body, and a facilitator, when he can get away with it. This story is short, but it shows how Carson could bring out Teyla's flirtatious, fun side.
Carson traced the letter ‘B’ on Teyla’s skin. He drew a long line down the center of her back, his hand steady and sure. He added the curves slowly, framing her shoulder blade in one and bringing the other to the small of her waist. She laughed, his touch gently tickling.
Link to the story: "B"
Claim: Stargate Atlantis: Teyla
Title: Abrazo
Author: Pru (
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Characters: Teyla, Sheppard
Prompt: 08- Friendship
Rating: PG-13
Length: Medium
Brief summary: What I love about this story is its rich use of language, how the words reflect the music that it centers around, as John teaches Teyla about the Tango. It is sultry and fluid, and paints an earthy portrait of their friendship and John's life back on earth.
Teyla's got a rhythm in the way she moves, the hyperbolic curves of her arms and legs and how she extends them when she's fighting, not all straight lines and fast edges the way John was taught, but like a ripple. He's caught himself watching her prepare to kick his ass and been impressed by it, wondered what she'd be like swaying to a beat instead of beating him.
*
"My people have dancing as well," Teyla says, hesitant.
"I've seen it," John assures her with a lopsided smile, "and it's lovely, but this is a little different."
The laptop stops humming and music starts, like clapping and heartbeats, violin muffled by flesh and humidity, and John has always thought tango sounded like angry sex--the very best kind. John wishes it'd be louder, not so tinny from the crappy laptop speakers, and Atlantis curves up against his thoughts, echoes the music through the room like a concert hall, and Teyla's eyes widen at it.
"This music is very..." she trails off.
John smiles, all teeth, and holds out his hand. "Isn't it?"
Link to the story: Abrazo
PSA: No matter how old a story is, most authors like to hear that people are reading their work, so please think about leaving feedback when you're done. Thanks!