dciphoenix:campylobacter:hxans:campylobacter:Yes Ba’al, please tell us what you really dream about r
dciphoenix:campylobacter:hxans:campylobacter:Yes Ba’al, please tell us what you really dream about regarding Sam“I would never dream of killing you,” he says. He doesn’t tell her what he does dream of doing with her.He dreams of taking her with him, back to his ha’tak with its labs and his collection of alien technology to be deciphered and modified to his their advantage. He dreams of gifting her with dresses that flatter her figure far better than those dowdy military uniforms. Or skin tight leather. Whatever she’s wearing, he dreams of peeling it off, pressing kisses over her bare skin, pushing her down onto their bed, her legs opening willingly so he can kiss her there and bring her apart under his tongue.He doesn’t tell her how he dreams of the sounds she will make, when he pushes in and takes his time fucking her. Or how she would cling to him and beg him for more–oh god yes please like that–dragging her fingernails across his flesh, marking him as hers as much as he claims her for his own. He dreams of lazy kisses as they lay entangled in the aftermath, with no thoughts about Earth or the Ori or tomorrow.Mostly he dreams that if he asked her to run away with him, she would say yes.> #he ain’t heavy he’s my villain #smut #drabble #whoops run on sentences ahoyyes oh god yes I don’t know what else to say except that I wish there were MORE of this#CurseFanFictionForPuttingThingsInMyHead -- source link