RP: The Colonel and The Mechanic -- For strawberry_luve

[shepcrew]

((au that takes place in the LC. This has no bearing on either Shep's or Kaylee's canon. Unless we change our minds, of course.))


A Kaylee was sitting at the bar with her hair up in short pigtails. A pink foral dress and simple white shoes were her attire as she causal sipped on a strawberry shake as her eyes scan the new place she just discovered.

He's in full gear, having just entered what he thought was the inn on the planet they were on, sunglasses in place, P-90 at his side. He left his jacket behind in the jumper, deeming the planet too warm for his liking, opting for just his t-shirt and his tac-vest. He scans the room, looking over the rim of the glasses. "Well, this place is unassuming from the outside. I though you said these folks were farmers, McKay?" As he says the name he turns to look at the man and freezes as he notices that he is very much alone. ...Weird. "McKay?"

Kaylee tilts her head as she observes the man that just walked in. He didn't look Alliance......hmm.......he looked cute......men with sunglasses are sexy. She giggles to herself.

"Dammit, McKay, this isn't funny." He's looking around, clearly getting agitated. He opens the door and sticks his head out, but obviously turns up nothing. He lets the door close. "Huh." He turns back to the room-at-large. The glasses come off and get tucked into a pocket and he starts to slowly walk through the place.

Kaylee watches him with a small smile as he walks slowly into the cafe. He was even more good looking without the glasses. Well only one thing to do! She hops off the stool and fixes her dress before she walks over to him. "Hey. Ya look lost." she states kindly when she was close enough to him

He stops as the woman approaches him. He notes with mild amusement that she's fairly attractive. Why me? "You could say that. I'm just hoping my friends aren't playing a practical joke on me." He looks around, then leans in a little closer. "They are playing a joke on me, right? Ronon put you up to this? Or Teyla! She snuck in when I wasn't looking and set this all up, right?"

She shakes her head. "Would be hard fer 'em t'do that cause I've never met 'em before." She sticks out her hand. "I'm Kaylee."

"Darn. I was hoping to get the drop on them for once." He takes her hand in his free one and shakes it. "John."

Her smile is bright as she shakes his hand. "Pleasure t'meet ya, John an' maybe ya can if they haven' been t'th' Lunatic Cafe b'fore."

He raises a brow at that. "The Lunatic Cafe? Didn't think an agricultural planet would have a place called 'the lunatic cafe'. Then again, this galaxy has had some fairly nutty things in it."

Kaylee has to giggle at that and her hand comes up to cover it. "Nah silly!" she says playfully nudging him in the shoulder with her hand that was covering her mouth. "We're inna nexus! A different 'verse than ya planet or whatever."

He smiles as she nudges him, and he indulges her by rocking a little, as if she could budge him. "Okay, now I know McKay had something to do with this. Only he would be qualified in nexus...stuff." Off-handed wave.

She pouts a bit. "Who's McKay?" she asks tilting her head.

"He's my scientist buddy and a member of my team."

"Oh." she says with a slight nod. "Well, if I meet 'im I'll tell 'im it was very mean of 'im t'play this joke on ya." she says smiling so the joke would be present

He smiles at that, and even manages a chuckle. "Okay, so no joke being played on the old Lieutenant-Colonel. Gotcha."

She shakes her head again. "Nope." she says rocking a bit on her heels. "So, ya in th'......" she says to think a moment as she tries to think of what it would be called in his verse or wherever he was from.

Grin. "Air Force. It's a division of the military where I come from."

"Ah!" she says snapping her fingers. "I knew it! Th'stuff ya wearin' gives it away." she grins. "Cap would think it fancy though."

"If he thinks my combat gear is fancy, then he'd best not see my dress blues." He smiles wryly.

Head tilt. "Ya gotta wear a blue dress?"

He does that adorable amused snort of his, eyes dropping to the floor for an instant. "No, that's what they call the uniform we use for formal things, like award ceremonies and funerals and diplomatic events."

Kaylee smiles brightly. He had a very cute laugh. "Oh." she says simply. "Than....I'm guessin' ya were fightin'?" she motions to his gear.

He looks down at the kit and shakes his head. "No, it's just standard gear for missions. We were just scouting the planet I came from for resources and intelligent life. Found both, and we were about to meet them, but I ended up here instead."

Her face falls a bit as she realizes that she might have been keeping him from something very important. "Oh, well, if ya gotta get back all you gotta do is walk back through th'door an' think of th'place ya wanna be. I....I didn' mean t'keep you or anythin'...." she trails off a bit

"Nah, it's okay," he replies, quick to reassure her. "I am in the exploring-new-places business, and this would count, I'd think. Besides, if I didn't come back with any sort of Intel, McKay would kill me."

Her smile is back. "Well, I c'n show ya about if ya want. I've been 'ere a couple a times."

"That would be great," he says. And he means it. having a guide is inifintely easier. And having an attractive guide was a bonus

She takes his arm. "Okay than." she says simply and starts to pull him around the cafe. Introducing him to the people that she has met in the past and also to the bartender. They only stay a few minutes with each person since Kaylee had a lot of show John. She went to the arcade and showed the video games, yet he didn't have time to drool since she was pulling him again to the stage and thans showing the stairs to the rooms. "I've never been up there." she says as they stand at the base of the stairs. "Would be kinda silly t'go up there by yourself."

He takes it all in, making a mental note to swing by the arcade later on to get his hands on some of those games. When they finally make it to the bottom of the stairs, he lifts his shoulders in a shrug. "Not if you were tired and needed a place to stay."

Kaylee nods. "True." she says simply. "So, ya thirsty?" she asks absently hugging his arm a bit

He's bemused at the arm hugging, but says nothing. "I could use a drink, sure."

Bright smile and she tugs him to a booth and than finally lets him go as she slides into one side. "Th'waitress should be wit'us soon."

He takes the other side so he can look at her. He's comfortable enough to unstrap the P-90, but not so comfortable that it doesn't get put far away. In fact, it gets put right next to him on the seat within easy reach.

She watches him and his gun with a little bit of wonder. "Cap said I should learn." she says pointing to his gun. "It's just.....I'm not t'sure if I c'n you know....if th'time ever came."

He offers her a comforting smile. "It's okay. Knowing how to use one and actually using it to...you know...are two different things. Sometimes missing someone is better than hurting them. Good distraction technique if you can get good enough."

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[strawberry-luve.livejournal.com]

She smiles and leans foreword towards him. "Than that wasn't a proper kiss fer that sorta thing." she says simply.

[shepcrew.livejournal.com]

He does that cute, sheepish chuckle of his. When he looks back at her, his eyes are sparkling with amusement.

He leans forward until he's inches from her face, lips quirked in a smile. "You, are very good at this game," he says, and before she can reply, he's capturing her mouth for a proper kiss.

[strawberry-luve.livejournal.com]

She smiles into the kiss. He wasn't a bad kisser. Oh, no quite the opposite in fact. She would break the kiss to say something like "What game?" or "I know", but that would mean breaking said kiss, and we are SO not doing that.

[shepcrew.livejournal.com]

Well, Sheppard has to. Break the kiss, that is. That goddamn table is in the way, and it's starting to annoying him a little.

He knows that if anything happens to him, he'll regret his next action, but he does break the kiss, and he does leave his gun behind as he switches sides of the table, sliding onto the bench on Kaylee's side.

He gives her a charming smile before cupping her face in his hands and really kissing her properly.

[strawberry-luve.livejournal.com]

She watches him as he moves to her side of the table. Her smile is one of adoration really before he claims her mouth again. Oh...oh now this is a kiss. She gives a tiny moan as her hands move to rest on his sides.

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He'd smile smugly at that tiny moan, but he's too busy kissing her. He doesn't think he's ever kissed anyone this deeply while still wearing his tac-vest. It usually invites all sorts of trouble, what with the pilfering of random weaponry.

Ah....he'll be damned. Stolen grenades or a knife in his gut will be well worth it...

[strawberry-luve.livejournal.com]

Her hands move to his back to hold him closer. The feel of his vest was weird under fingers and she explored his back to continue to feel the fabric. Oh he was just full of wonderful feelings.

[shepcrew.livejournal.com]

She might be enjoying the feel of the material, but he's certain that the rather lumpy front-side can't be too comfortable. He also has a vague notion that if the vest goes, the rest of his clothing might not wait long to follow, and being down here in public that would be very bad.

He breaks the kiss gently, head filled with thoughts they really shouldn't be filled with. His eyes rake over her face.

"I like the way strawberries taste on you, better," he says softly.

[strawberry-luve.livejournal.com]

Kaylee blushes softly as the smile breaks on her face. Get a coffin and the origin, the girl died right there.

"You taste fine plain." she replies in his same tone.

[shepcrew.livejournal.com]

His fingers caress her cheek and he grins at her words. "I'm glad you think so," he says.

After another moment or two, he leans forward to nuzzle her neck, kissing and nipping just below and behind her ear.

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A gently gasp of pleasure since he zeroed in on the spot that drove her mad. "John." she whispers his name in a plee as one of her hands moves to the back of his neck.

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He smiles against her skin, happy with her reaction. He rests a hand on her hip and nibbles a little before addressing her plea.

"Yes, Kaylee?" he asks softly, mouth close to her ear, and - we're sure - breath warm on her skin.

[strawberry-luve.livejournal.com]

Her eyes are closed as she tries her damnedest to remember how to speak. Though he was making it bloody hard with the whole being sexy thing.

"There's....there's rooms upstairs." she breathes.

[shepcrew.livejournal.com]

"There are," he agrees. He drops a few more kissing on her neck, still with the affectionate nuzzling.

"Would you like me to take you up to one, sweet and beautiful Kaylee Frye?"

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Kaylee's breath catchs and she could swear her heart stopped at that end of his sentence.

"Oh yes, John Sheppard." she breathes. "So very much so."

[shepcrew.livejournal.com]

He? Was so going to hell for this. He didn't care. If what she had told him about this place was true, then this was really a place of no consequences and no risk of botching a diplomatic mission by unknowingly sleeping with the tribal leader's daughter, or something.

With a final nuzzle and a quick kiss on the lips, he slides out of the booth and offers her a helping hand out. And when they go, he grabs his gun, too, because he'd be damned if he left that behind. Don't worry, it'll get chucked in a corner with the rest of his gear.

[strawberry-luve.livejournal.com]

Annnnddd as soon as the door closes, John would find his back to it and a very hungry Kaylee ripping at his vest. Stupid men and wearing too much clothes.

[shepcrew.livejournal.com]

"Hey, whoa. Let me handle that. Too many things that can hurt us are in this thing," he says softly, hands grasping her wrists gently. Gun and tac-vest get gingerly tossed in a corner of the room, like we promised.

Then he's leaning up against the door and smiling down at her. "Right. Now, where were we?"

[strawberry-luve.livejournal.com]

The pout fades once he was back against the door. Her hands move to run up his t-shirt and pull it up and off. Shirt joins gun and tec-vest as her lips kiss his chest. "Here." she whispers against his skin.

[shepcrew.livejournal.com]

His soft chuckle turns into a soft moan as she kisses his bare chest, his head leaning back against the door and hands resting on her hips.

Yep. So going to hell. Then again, he was going to hell anyway for not turning his ass around and walking out of the cafe to find his team in the first place.

It was hard to think about his team when there was a woman in the process of ravaging you, so he stops thinking all together. Probably the smartest thing he's done all day.

[strawberry-luve.livejournal.com]

It's been some time since she had the chance to ravage a very good-looking guy and Kaylee was certainly not going to spoil it. Her concept of Hell was limited so that thought never really entered her mind either.

Her lips move to a nipple and she circles it with her tongue before pulling it in her mouth to suck.

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John hisses in pleasure, a hand coming up to thread through her hair. Oooooh, it's been too long. He buries his face in her hair, too, kissing her once before murmuring encouragements.

His free hand grasps her hip, gathering the fabric of her dress up so he can slide it over her flesh.

[strawberry-luve.livejournal.com]

She gives a gentle cry against his flesh as her hands move to his hips. She sucks harder as his hand slides over her flesh.

[shepcrew.livejournal.com]

"Kaylee," he breaths softly, his free hand having made it under her dress and sliding across the small of her back. He pulls her lower body into his before running his hand over her bare bottom - the "holy crap, she's not wearing anything underneath" thought lazily making it's way through his brain - and down her flank, lifting her leg as he does so until he's got his hand under her knee, and her leg lifted so he can fit the together a little better, regardless of the fact that he's still wearing clothes.

[strawberry-luve.livejournal.com]

She releases his nipple as he adjusts them to fit better together. Her lips move to his neck as her hands caress up and down his sides slowly. "John." she breathes in his ear as her hips rub against his.