http://memberslonely.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] memberslonely.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2009-06-04 09:40 am
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Stark Industries: Thursday

Trying to keep her mind on the job today was turning out to be hard work for Lindsay. Whenever she tried to focus on a particular task her mind began to wander to... things. Good things. The kind of things that gave her a bit of a dazed expression on her face and somewhat doofy grin.

And then she would snap out of it and the whole cycle would start again.

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[identity profile] satedan-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-06-04 02:50 pm (UTC)(link)
To say Ronon had an actual purpose when he wandered into Stark Industries would be stretching it. His morning training had simply been insufficient to hold his attention and his thoughts had meandered him in Lindsay's general direction.

"Busy day?" Ronon asked, lurking in the doorway.

[identity profile] satedan-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-06-04 02:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Makes two of us," he said, tilting his head to watch her stretch with interest. Was it him or was her scent much stronger and more inviting than usual. He stepped up to the desk to find out. "Kept getting distracted at the gym."

[identity profile] satedan-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-06-04 03:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"Completely. Now I'm left all worked up with nothing to do." Leaning both hands on the desk, he smiled. "To work out."

[identity profile] satedan-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-06-04 03:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"Got anybody in mind?" Ronon asked, moving around the side of the desk to inspect what he thought were leather pants. Hot leather pants. He reached out a large hand to rest on her shin.

[identity profile] satedan-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-06-04 05:15 pm (UTC)(link)
His hand eased over the soft leather to the back of her calf, sliding higher.

"That depends on the type of experience we're talking. I hear I got really good stamina. Wouldn't wanna hurt anyone." Badly.

[identity profile] satedan-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-06-04 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ahh, so you had you in mind!" Ronon teased, fingers splaying to investigate just how tight those leather pants were along the thigh. "You are wearing leather." He said this like it was obviously an answer to how well she could keep up.

[identity profile] satedan-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-06-04 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"You do laundry?" Ronon asked, remembering just how much he'd enjoyed those pants on the boat.

[identity profile] satedan-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-06-04 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Ronon relaxed back against the desk and reached out his hands to draw her nearer.

"Kept breaking the machine thing in the apartment, but I found a service." Besides, his homespun was deserving of dry cleaning.

[identity profile] satedan-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-06-04 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
He'd overloaded it and set it off balance and when it started making noises in protest he'd jammed a knife in it to make it stop.

"Nothing," he told her, his arms flexing as his hands found her hips and backside. "No fires or anything."

[identity profile] satedan-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-06-04 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"Could be a good thing." Not that Ronon was planning on moving to do this. Oh, decisions!

[identity profile] satedan-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-06-04 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"Elsewhere's even better," he considered who lived closer despite normally being capable of some semblance of patience.

[identity profile] satedan-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-06-05 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
"You can help with my laundry," he teased, running a hand up her back.

[identity profile] satedan-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-06-05 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
His skin went hot under her touch. "Saving that for yourself?"

[identity profile] satedan-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-06-05 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
It was tempting to stay and see how that went given how intensely he was enjoying her attentions. "Three blocks buys us time."