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[lyssie]

Different fluff, this time. besyd 's fault. No spoilers.

Her feet were up.

If anyone had felt the need to bother her, she would have ignored them. Because her feet were up, and it was a warm, breezy, beautiful day.

According to Jonas, you didn't get weather like this all that often.

So she was enjoying it.

With her feet up.

An amused chuckle came from nearby, and she resolutely did not turn her head or open her eyes.

"Told you."

The owner of the chuckle moved closer and leaned over her, blocking out some of the sunlight.

"Carter, I can hear you telling me you're ignoring me."

She didn't bother answering, but she knew -- she SO knew -- that he was smirking as he leaned closer.

"Carrr-ter."

Her lips twitched, but she didn't open her eyes.

"You're gonna stay out here all day, aren't you. What happened to getting some work done?"

Oh, he totally was teasing, now. He'd tried to make her leave the laptop behind.

"You know, as a married woman, shouldn't you be more responsive to the needs of your husband?"

That's what he thought. The smirk sliding across her lips couldn't be helped.

"A-ha."

The shadow got darker, and lips closed on hers.

"Mmm."

Now they were both smirking.

"Mmff. Mmhmmmsm?"

He pulled back slightly.

"What?"

"I said," Samantha Carter (O'Neill) opened her eyes. "Are you sure you want to have sex on the dock?"

"Yes, please," her husband replied with a smirk.

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