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sgteam14283Title: Scars
Author: sgteam14283
Characters: Max Wainwright, Evan Lorne.
Relationships: Lorne/OC
Rating: PG13
Warnings: slight sex
Spoilers: plot for 'Enemy Mine'
Disclaimer: only Max belongs to me; Lorne belongs to TPTB.
Author's Note: I blame this one on the Kavan/Lorne thunk thread on GateWorld. They got into a disscussion about scars and how they'd like to see the scars on Lorne. Commander Bun-Bun gave me a bunny and well....this is the result.
Review's are welcome!
“You know I just realized something.” Max said, propping up her chin with her hand.
“What?” Evan asked, quirking an eyebrow.
“You’ve never told me what all your scars are from.” She said, lightly tracing a finger over a faint scar on Lorne’s chest.
“Really?” He said, rolling over on the bed so that he was on his stomach and facing Max.
“Really.”
“Well then, I guess we’ll have to remedy that.” Evan replied, slowly smiling.
Max smiled as well and laughed. It was rare that she got to see Evan like this; relaxed and almost care-free. She could only guess how stressful being the second-in-command on Atlantis was. She looked at Evan’s bare skin and saw the scars that were all over his upper torso; some long, some short, half of them faded and almost unnoticeable while the rest were still fresh enough to easily spot. “Where’d you get the one on your shoulder?”
Evan looked to his left shoulder and stared at the faded scar before replying, “That? I got it when I first started working for the SGC.”
“How so?”
Evan leaned back, recalling P3X-403. “My first off-world mission; I was on a planet with a bunch of engineers and miners when we found a big deposit of naquadah. We didn’t know it at the beginning, but the planet was inhabited by a bunch of Unas. They attacked us because we were invading their scared ground, where the mine was. I got the scar during the firefight we had with them, one of them had a big ol’ knife of some kind and got me with it.”
“Had to hurt huh?”
“Like hell. But nothing I couldn’t deal with.”
“Ok…what about this one?” Max asked, tracing the one on his right side with a finger.
“That?” Evan asked, tipping his head back; trying to remember that particular scar. “Let’s see…I got that just before I got accepted into the Air Force, I think.”
“You think?”
“It was either that or the time Danny and I were pretending to duel and he accidentally slashed me.”
Max laughed at the comment, “You and your younger brother certainly seemed to beat each other up pretty good when you were growing up.”
Evan gave a short laugh and smiled, “Yea…we loved to roughhouse around. Ma hated it because we always tore each other up and she’d have to patch us up.”
“And this one?” Max asked, sliding a finger down Evan’s front and to the side where the scar was.
“Appendectomy.” Evan replied absentmindedly. He was getting incredibly turned-on by Max’s touch and wanted nothing more to have her right then and there. Evan opened his mouth to tell her so and caught the sparkle in Max’s eye letting him know that she knew and was toying with him. Quirking an eyebrow, he decided that two could play that game…
“And what about you?” He asked, a slow grin spreading across his face. “You have your own set of scars that have me wondering.” Leaning closer to Max, he traced a finger around a scar on Max’s arm. “What happened to cause this one?”
Max looked down and smiled. “I burned myself cooking dinner.” She replied, leaning in to kiss Evan.
“And this pretty little one here?” Evan asked after breaking the kiss; looking at the thin, white scar on Max’s collarbone. “What kitchen disaster caused it?”
“Actually I got that one from playing street hockey when it was still winter. Ice is very sharp.”
“Is that so?” Evan asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.
“Mmhm.” Max murmured as she leaned in for another kiss. After they surfaced for air, Max looked at Evan and asked, “Any more scars that I should know about?”
Evan just grinned devilishly at her and said, “Wouldn’t you like to know.” He kissed Max again and ran his hand down her arm, circling around her waist; pulling her closer. Evan then laid her down on the bed and started to kiss her neck.
Max closed her eyes and let herself get lost in Evan's touch; it was like fire on her skin and she could feel her heart beating faster. “Is that a challenge?” she asked.
“Maybe.” Evan said, looking at her.
Smiling Max ran a finger down Evan’s chest and said, “I guess I’ll just have to find out for myself, huh?”
“I guess so.”
Author: sgteam14283
Characters: Max Wainwright, Evan Lorne.
Relationships: Lorne/OC
Rating: PG13
Warnings: slight sex
Spoilers: plot for 'Enemy Mine'
Disclaimer: only Max belongs to me; Lorne belongs to TPTB.
Author's Note: I blame this one on the Kavan/Lorne thunk thread on GateWorld. They got into a disscussion about scars and how they'd like to see the scars on Lorne. Commander Bun-Bun gave me a bunny and well....this is the result.
Review's are welcome!
“You know I just realized something.” Max said, propping up her chin with her hand.
“What?” Evan asked, quirking an eyebrow.
“You’ve never told me what all your scars are from.” She said, lightly tracing a finger over a faint scar on Lorne’s chest.
“Really?” He said, rolling over on the bed so that he was on his stomach and facing Max.
“Really.”
“Well then, I guess we’ll have to remedy that.” Evan replied, slowly smiling.
Max smiled as well and laughed. It was rare that she got to see Evan like this; relaxed and almost care-free. She could only guess how stressful being the second-in-command on Atlantis was. She looked at Evan’s bare skin and saw the scars that were all over his upper torso; some long, some short, half of them faded and almost unnoticeable while the rest were still fresh enough to easily spot. “Where’d you get the one on your shoulder?”
Evan looked to his left shoulder and stared at the faded scar before replying, “That? I got it when I first started working for the SGC.”
“How so?”
Evan leaned back, recalling P3X-403. “My first off-world mission; I was on a planet with a bunch of engineers and miners when we found a big deposit of naquadah. We didn’t know it at the beginning, but the planet was inhabited by a bunch of Unas. They attacked us because we were invading their scared ground, where the mine was. I got the scar during the firefight we had with them, one of them had a big ol’ knife of some kind and got me with it.”
“Had to hurt huh?”
“Like hell. But nothing I couldn’t deal with.”
“Ok…what about this one?” Max asked, tracing the one on his right side with a finger.
“That?” Evan asked, tipping his head back; trying to remember that particular scar. “Let’s see…I got that just before I got accepted into the Air Force, I think.”
“You think?”
“It was either that or the time Danny and I were pretending to duel and he accidentally slashed me.”
Max laughed at the comment, “You and your younger brother certainly seemed to beat each other up pretty good when you were growing up.”
Evan gave a short laugh and smiled, “Yea…we loved to roughhouse around. Ma hated it because we always tore each other up and she’d have to patch us up.”
“And this one?” Max asked, sliding a finger down Evan’s front and to the side where the scar was.
“Appendectomy.” Evan replied absentmindedly. He was getting incredibly turned-on by Max’s touch and wanted nothing more to have her right then and there. Evan opened his mouth to tell her so and caught the sparkle in Max’s eye letting him know that she knew and was toying with him. Quirking an eyebrow, he decided that two could play that game…
“And what about you?” He asked, a slow grin spreading across his face. “You have your own set of scars that have me wondering.” Leaning closer to Max, he traced a finger around a scar on Max’s arm. “What happened to cause this one?”
Max looked down and smiled. “I burned myself cooking dinner.” She replied, leaning in to kiss Evan.
“And this pretty little one here?” Evan asked after breaking the kiss; looking at the thin, white scar on Max’s collarbone. “What kitchen disaster caused it?”
“Actually I got that one from playing street hockey when it was still winter. Ice is very sharp.”
“Is that so?” Evan asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.
“Mmhm.” Max murmured as she leaned in for another kiss. After they surfaced for air, Max looked at Evan and asked, “Any more scars that I should know about?”
Evan just grinned devilishly at her and said, “Wouldn’t you like to know.” He kissed Max again and ran his hand down her arm, circling around her waist; pulling her closer. Evan then laid her down on the bed and started to kiss her neck.
Max closed her eyes and let herself get lost in Evan's touch; it was like fire on her skin and she could feel her heart beating faster. “Is that a challenge?” she asked.
“Maybe.” Evan said, looking at her.
Smiling Max ran a finger down Evan’s chest and said, “I guess I’ll just have to find out for myself, huh?”
“I guess so.”
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Date: 2007-04-05 12:41 am (UTC)awesome one-shot EB!! i don't think i could ask for a better story!
though, you may want to change "Marines" to "air force" before the LorneLovers get out their pitch forks and torches. just a minor technicality :)
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Date: 2007-04-05 07:20 am (UTC)I'm starting to really love scars!
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Date: 2007-04-05 01:53 pm (UTC)glad you liked it.