Playing hard to get. part 8
Written by: Donna
Disclaimer: The characters in this story are not mine, however hard I wish they are, they still belong to Jim Henderson, I am merely borrowing them to complete this fanfic
Rating: PG-13 language, adult situations.
Opinions: If you have criticism or praise please let me know by writing to me at donna__rose@hotmail.com.au
Thanks: I have no one to thank accept for the people who put farscape together. Thanks a lot guys!
Note: Enjoy, this is my first ever fanfic so don't expect it to be too good.
Summary: a bet drives John and Aeryn to disscover some interesting feelings!!!
Part 8.
“I” they said again in unison.
Aeryn pointed at John, “You go first,” she said.
John sighed, she’d kill him if he told the truth. But then a picture of her crying came to him and he decided to tell the truth.
“D’Argo wanted to give me something to do while we were here, so he made a bet.”
At this point, Aeryn’s eyes began to widen but she said nothing and motioned to John to keep talking, “So, the bet was that I couldn’t make you say you, um, well, like me and not kiss you until we’d left Zorn. I thought it’d be easy, but…”he trailed off.
By this stage Aeryn was gapping almost smiling.
“What was your bet?” he asked hoping it was something the same but sure it couldn’t be.
“The same,” she said simply, then seeing John’s confusion, continued, “Zhaan bet the same thing about you, she said it’d help get rid of the dreams. It seems to have worked.”
John stared at her, “You’ve been having dreams?”
“No…Yes…Maybe……Yes.” She whispered.
John couldn’t resist, he gently put his arm around Aeryn’s shoulders and whispered into her ear, “Me too, Sunshine, me too.”
Aeryn jumped at the remark but didn’t say anything for a while, “What do you get if you win?”
“D’Argo will do all my work for a monen, every last bit,” he said.
“Not fair, I only get three weekens,” she said putting on a baby face and a baby voice.
John took one look at her and burst out laughing, his laughing was soon joined by Aeryn’s.
“I did it for the pride, but you know if I was in your position, I’d have done it just to see D’Argo leaning over the washing pool washing your socks,” she giggled.
He looked over at her and realized what would happen if he did what he was thinking about. No don’t do it, he thought.
Aeryn looked up and saw an odd expression on his face, almost pained, she walked over, worried.
Oh god she’s coming toward you, don’t do it, he thought.
“What’s wrong,” she asked.
John opened his mouth to answer and felt his body take over. He half dived half pounced onto Aeryn, capturing her mouth in a long, sweet kiss.
Aeryn felt John’s tongue inside her mouth and gave-up, responding to the monens of time she’d resisted in ten microts.
John felt her respond and went deeper, forgetting the bet completely.
Have to run
I'll finish part 9 later.
Okay?
Aeryn.