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Cleansing. OMC fic. no spoilers, really.
unfinished.
She isn't speaking to him. In fact, if his tally is correct, she hasn't spoken to him in two whole days. Normally, this wouldn't bother him. Normally, he's still getting frequent and fantastic sex, even when the only sounds she makes are when he's buried inside of her.
But she's pissed. And angry. And he knows why. And he knows that he is still angry at her, and that this is not going to go away.
He is seriously considering going up to the lake without her.
Going and pretending to think, because he doesn't think. (at least in her head, he doesn't, and that scares him, because she should know him so much better than this.) So he'll say he's fishing, and Daniel will mock him because there aren't fish there, and Teal'c will raise an eyebrow.
And she'll know he's not asking her because he's pissed.
She might break first.
Or he might.
The whole no-sex thing is beginning to wear on him. He wasn't all that fond of his right hand in the first place, and he's even less fond of it when he knows exactly what's sleeping down the hall from the living room.
And the couch isn't exactly comfortable on his ancient bones.
Cleansing. OMC fic. no spoilers, really.
unfinished.
She isn't speaking to him. In fact, if his tally is correct, she hasn't spoken to him in two whole days. Normally, this wouldn't bother him. Normally, he's still getting frequent and fantastic sex, even when the only sounds she makes are when he's buried inside of her.
But she's pissed. And angry. And he knows why. And he knows that he is still angry at her, and that this is not going to go away.
He is seriously considering going up to the lake without her.
Going and pretending to think, because he doesn't think. (at least in her head, he doesn't, and that scares him, because she should know him so much better than this.) So he'll say he's fishing, and Daniel will mock him because there aren't fish there, and Teal'c will raise an eyebrow.
And she'll know he's not asking her because he's pissed.
She might break first.
Or he might.
The whole no-sex thing is beginning to wear on him. He wasn't all that fond of his right hand in the first place, and he's even less fond of it when he knows exactly what's sleeping down the hall from the living room.
And the couch isn't exactly comfortable on his ancient bones.