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Courtknee: ::sleeping and snuggling and dreaming of sexing Colonel Dave, because she sucks::
John: ::clinging to his Summer, snoring softly, but not freakishly like some people...::
Rodney: ::sleeping, dreaming of Samantha Carter cause you suck::
Courtknee: ::totally makes with naughty touching, as in her head, it's Colonel Dave::
Summer: ::sleep!cling!snuggles::
John: ::wakes up a little, panics as he has no clue where he is when he first wakes up, sits up fast::
Rodney: ::shifts, body responds to naughty touching, blinks awake confused as Sam was calling him loserface so naughty touching was unexpected::
Courtknee: ::giggles in sleep at his body response, continues::
Summer: ::was clinging so gets tossed out of bed onto the floor with a loud thud head hitting the floor hard, whimpers::
John: ::blinkblink, scurries over:: Shit! ::falls out of bed and crawls over to her, frown, pet:: Oh god, baby, I am so sorry, are you okay?
Rodney: ::blinks::
Courtknee: ::nuzzles and continues touching, small moan:: I want you... right now...
Summer: ::groans, sits up, blinks at blood trickling from above left eyebrow:: Ow... ::uber frown::
John: ::frown:: We need to get you to the infirmary... god, I'm sorry...
Rodney: ::smirk, nuzzle:: Damn baby... ::pets::
Courtknee: ::blinks at his voice, stops, headtilt::...hi.
Summer: ::frown:: what happened? ::out of it omfg::
Rodney: ::blink, headtilt:: ...hi? ::puzzled look::
John: ::frown, pets, picks her up and sets her in the bed:: I woke up, was out of sorts, and you... fell... ::frown:: Sorry...
Courtknee: ::yawn, blinkblink, completely forgotten dream by now, looks around::...what time is it?
Summer: Oh... ok... ::dazed:: I'm... bleeding. ::blink::
John: ::frown:: I know... like I said, we need to go to the infirmary... :;goes to try and find her clothes::
Rodney: ::blink:: Uhhh... early... ::blink:: So... you, don't want me now? ::headtilt::
Courtknee: ::headtilt, smile, pets:: I want you all the time, sweetie, that's why I'm marrying you. ::looks around again, small frown:: What the hell, did neither of us pack a clock...?
Summer: ::sits blinking lots, concussed::
John: ::finds his own clothes and gets dressed, finds something for her to wear and tries to help her get dressed:: You okay, baby? Talk to me, okay?
Rodney: ::frown:: But... you said you wanted me ... now... ::blink, pout::
Courtknee: ::blinkblink, confused look::...when?
Summer: ::blink:: How does your hair always look so pretty? ::reaches out and pets::
John: ::small concerned smile, trying to get clothes on her:: Lots of product and practice, how about yours?
Rodney: ::blink:: just now...
Courtknee: ::headtilt, giggles, pets:: I think I was sleeping, hun.
Summer: ::blink:: you like mine..? ::headtilt, wobble::
John: ::frown, steadies her, finshes with her clothes:: I do, wanna tell me about it?
Rodney: ::pout:: But you were touching and ... you were touching!!
Courtknee: ::headtilt, odd look, small yawn::...really?
Summer: ::blink:: I wash it... everyday and use mouse... let it airdry... ::blink:: you're pretty...
Rodney: ::nodnod, pouts more:: Yes!
John: ::small sigh:: Glad you think so... ::picks her up, proceeds to carry her in a rush toward the infirmary:: Think of any other names for the baby, yet?
Courtknee: ::giggles, wrinkles nose:: Don't remember. ::headtilt::...is it early enough to lay back down or should I just get a shower...?
Summer: ::blink!cling:: I like Johnny... ::lopsided smile:: Hey... you're names Johnny....
John: ::scurry!nodnod:: it is... any other names in mind?
Rodney: ::frown, sigh, looks at watch:: It's only 6 am babe
Courtknee: ::blink:: Oh. ::shrug, lays back down and snuggles:: got time, then.
Summer: ...::blink:: names for what now?
John: ::big frown::...the baby
Rodney: ::snuggle!pet!kiss:: sooo... want me?
Summer: ...what baby? ::blinkblink, headtilt, twitch::
Courtknee: ::yawn, snuggle:: too early for sex.
John: ::frown, scurry!:: Ours... ::hurries up into infirmary and makes frantic break to random nurses who are there at this time in the morning::
Nurse: Major..? what happened? ::eyes him suspiciously::
John: :;frown:: She fell... hurt her head... she's not doing too good... :;frown::
Rodney: ::blink, uber frown:: Huh...
Courtknee: ::snuggle!cling, closes eyes, sleepy::...huh?
Nurse: lay her down, I'll go get Dr. Beckett...keep her awake! ::scurries to get Dr. Beckett::
Carson: ::sleeping!::
John: ::lays her down, frown:: Okay, talk to me, uhh... tell me about, um, prom! Do you remember senior prom? Did you go? What did your dress look like?
Rodney: Am I bad at sex?
Courtknee: ::blinks awake, frown::...what?
Nurse: ::pounds on his door::
Carson: ::sits up, blink, pulls his pants on and scurries to door, blink:: ...yes?
Summer: ::blink, funny grin:: It was shiny... I went with John Utley... he was so shiny... and Court was there, and she didn't have a date so John's friend Brandon sortof took her, but he left with lame old jerkface Lisa Anderson, hated that cow... ::frown:: John took me to a fancy hotel and I lost my virginity... oooh and my dress was pink and silky...::happy sigh::
Rodney: Am I bad at sex?
John: ::pet pet, headtilt:: Sounds like an all around good time, did you go to any other dances in high school where you didn't lose your virginity?
Courtknee: ::frown, sits up:: Ohhh, no, sweetie... ::pets:: You're great at sex, I just don't want to get pregnant... ::blink, uber frown::
Nurse: We need you in the infirmary!
Carson: ::nodnod:: Alright... ::figures it emergency, gets footware on and scurries to infirmary with Nurse:: What's happened?
Rodney: ::uber frown:: Oh...
Courtknee: ::frown, lays back down, awkward:: I'm sorry...
Nurse: ::sighs:: Major sheppard brought in his.. girlfriend, said she hit her head...
Summer: I went to all the dances... I like dances...
Carson: ::sigh, frown:: Right, right... ::scurries into infirmary to tend to Summer and do... whatever it is one does when someone has a concussion::
Rodney: ::sighs:: but... there IS birthcontrol...
John: ::continues talking to her:: You went to all the dances, huh? You had fun?
Courtknee: ::frown:: For how long, though?
Summer: Yeah... 'cept homecoming senior year, Johnny Rowan tried to rape me in the backseat of his car... ::frown:: I broke his nose...
Carson: ::doing... y'know, stuff::
John: ::small frown, squeezes her hand:: That's very good, you're a very strong girl, you know...
Rodney: I dunno... a little while... we just got here and not a lot of sex happening yet...
Courtknee: ::sigh:: I know... I'm just... scared, is all...
Summer: ::hand squeeze:: I am... ::nods, blinks, eyes do odd crossing thing, squeezes them shut:: I dont like light
John: ::frown, pets:: Sweetie, you gotta stay awake for me, okay? Keep talking to me.
Carson: ::uh, yeah, I don't know what to do here, let's just say he's fixing it... or whatever::
Rodney: ::snuggle:: Why scared love? ::pet::
Courtknee: ::snuggle!cling:: Can't get pregnant...
Summer: ::is a bit out of it and should get stitches and some IV fluids, sent home with an off work order for 48 hours and not allowed to sleep longer than 30 minutes at a time for at least 24 hours as to not slip into a coma, thumbs up, opens eyes:: soooo shiny... ::reaches out, pets::
Carson: ::yes, proceeds with all of that::
John: Sooo, anything you wanna talk about? Cookies, cakes, politics, religion, books, movies...?
Rodney: ::snuggle:: so, we do the birthcontrol while it lasts... end of problem...
Courtknee: And then when it's stopped lasting?
Summer: What was the first thing you thought when you saw me for the first time? ::looks cute::
Rodney: ::sigh:: We figure something out...
John: ::smiles, squeezes her hand:: I thought you were gorgeous... and I also was hoping you could fix the excuciating pain in my knee...
Courtknee: ::frown:: What if we can't? Or what if I end up pregnant anyway?
Summer: ::totally ignoring Carson's pressesnce:: Did you wanna do me? ::smirk::
Carson: ::blinkblink, frown, fixes her all up and makes with stitchy, eeeeeeeeep::
Rodney: ::pet:: We'll handle it... nothing to be scared of...
John: ::squeezes her hand and nods:: I did... ::frowns at stitchy::
Courtknee: ::frown:: Lots to be scared of... I can't have a baby...
Summer: ::wrinkles nose at the stitchy:: I wanted to do you... but you already know that... ::smirk::
John: ::smirk:: First time you saw me?
Carson: ::annoyed, makes with work::
Rodney: ::blink:: Look, babe, I'd never leave you over a baby... we'd, y'know make the best of it... ::petpet::
Courtknee: It's not even that I'm afraid you'd leave me, I just... I *can't* have a baby. I couldn't handle having a baby...
Summer: ::grin:: Uh-huh... in the Gateroom at the SGC... you said some snarkish remark to Colonel Sumner... gord it was hot...
John: ::smile, kisses her hand:: I'm glad you thought it was hot... I'll continue being snarkish to people, if you'll think it's hot...
Rodney: Carson's a doctor... he can, y'know... *fix* that...
Courtknee: ::frown:: I don't know if I could go through with fixing it...
Summer: ::smiles:: Your snark is hot... makes me wanna ravage you...
John: ::grin:: You'll get to ravage me... soon... after you get all fixed up and better from this...
Rodney: ::frown, snuggle!cling:: Oh ... so... we'll have a sexless marriage then... if that's what you want... ::sad:: Not like I had a sex life before... so I'm used to it...
Courtknee: ::frown, cling:: I didn't either... we're like big sexless losers...
Summer: ::smirk:: you can sex me as soon as we get back to our room, gotta keep me awake afterall...
John: Yes, but I don't want to wear you out and makes you want sleep...
Carson: ::annoyed eye twitch, finishes her stitches::
Rodney: ::nods:: Yup... complete losers...
Courtknee: ::frown::...you're mad at me...
Summer: ::smirk:: so we do soft sweet slow sex, instead of the usual rough and tumble sex? ::slut::
Carson: ::eyetwitch:: You can go now!
John: ::blinkblink, gives Carse an odd look::
Rodney: No... nonononono... ::snuggle!pet:: Why would I be mad?
Courtknee: ::cling:: you don't want to marry a girl who's too scared to even make love...
Summer: ::blink:: We go do sex now? ::cute grin::
John: ::smile:: Yes, of course, nice, careful, slow sex... ::picks her up::
Rodney: ::frown:: But I love you...
Summer: ::clings:: I love you... ::nuzzles::
Courtknee: ::cling:: I love you, too, but sex is a big part of a relationship, a marriage even, and I'm so fucking lame...
John: ::smile, kisses, carries her off:: So, anything else you wanna tell me about?
Rodney: ::snuggle!:: Yes true... but love is more important...
Courtknee: ::snuggle!cling:: So what if we never had sex again? You'd still be happy with me and stay with me until we're old and still not having sex?
Summer: ::smiles:: I shouldn't tell you anything else cause for some reason I feel all overly truthful and you could use it against me... ::nuzzle::
John: ::grin:: Overly truthful? I wonder what I could ask you to use against you... ::evil!smirk::
Rodney: ::sighs:: Uhhh, yes...::blinks lots::
Courtknee: ::frowns:: No you wouldn't.
Summer: ::blink:: Uhh, I dunno... what do you wanna know? I mean don't ask me anything... not nice...
John: ::headtilt:: Not nice like... what?
Rodney: ::frown:: I'll deal...
Courtknee: ::uber frown:: You wouldn't cheat on me, would you?
Summer: ::blink:: Anything.... ::blink:: damn you...
John: Anything like what? Tell me one thing you really think I shouldn't ask that would be mean...
Rodney: No... of course not...
Courtknee: ::frown, sigh:: I'm sorry...
Summer: ::slaps hand over her mouth, mumbling something unintellegably::
John: ::grin:: What was that? I couldn't hear you with your hand over your mouth...
Rodney: ::pet:: I'm sorry I upset you... ::frown::
Summer: ::keeps hand over mouth, shaking her head and mumbling::
Courtknee: ::cling:: not your fault... I'm the lame, incompetent, unfair one... you just wanted sex...
John: ::smirks, tries pulling her hand off her mouth:: What's that?
Rodney: ::frown, snuggle:: We'll work it out... it's ok...
Courtknee: ::sigh, snuggle:: I love you so much... I want to make love... I'm just scared now...
Summer: ::glare:: Don't make me tell you how badly I want to ... ::pulls hand away, slaps it back over mouth mumble::
John: ::raises eyebrow, pulls hand away:: How badly you want to what?
Rodney: ::pet:: It's ok baby... look, take your time sweetie. I can wait...
Summer: ::wrinkles nose, tries not to say it, holds breath::
Courtknee: ::snuggles:: I love you.
John: How badly you want to what!? Kill a hobo? Become a nun? set Carson Daly on fire?
Rodney: I love you, so much... I just want to be with you, nothing else matters... ::snuggles, kisses her forehead::
Courtknee: ::smile, snuggle:: I'm the luckiest girl ever...
Summer: ::blurt!:: ...be your wife jerk store!
John: ::blink.....blinkblink:: I'm a jerk store?
Summer: ::snuggle, cling!:: You are. ::smirk, kiss::
John: ::kiss...blink:: You wanna get married?
Rodney: I'm pretty damn lucky myself... I've got you ::snuggle!nuzzle::
Courtknee: ::small pout:: Won't feel so lucky once you haven't been sexed in a while...
Summer: ::small nod, biting lip:: This is where you freak out right...? ::small frown::
Rodney: ::blink:: Lets not get ahead of ourselves...kay? ::snuggle::
John: ::small smile:: A little...? ::pets:: I'd like to get married, to you, even, I'm just... not sure I'm ready for that yet, y'know? ::blink:: I love you... and, I really didn't want to move to fast with this, I've made that mistake before, and we've already gone far faster than I meant to... I don't want to spoil this with you by rushing... ::small frown::
Courtknee: ::snuggle!nuzzle:: kay...
Rodney: ::snuggle, pet:: you gonna be okay now?
Courtknee: ::cling:: Dunno... hope so... we get married tomorrow...
Summer: ::blinks lots, small nod, small frown:: I'm sleepy I think I want a nap now... ::looks around anywhere but at him::
John: ::frown, finally effing gets to their room:: noooo no, no napping.
Rodney: ::cling:: Damn right we are! We have so many things to do today...
Courtknee: ...we do?
Summer: ::frowns:: Carson said I can sleep 30 minutes at a time... I'd like to do that.
John: ::pout:: I want you to stay awake though...
Rodney: Well, yeah... we have to find some sort of floweres for you to carry, and pick out something edible from the commissary to eat... you know weddingy .. things...
Courtknee: ::blink::...I don't like flowers.
Summer: ::blink, frown:: Why?
Rodney: ::blink::.... how can you not like flowers?
John: ::pout:: We were going to make nice soft love so as not to injure or tire you, and then I wanted to talk to you more because I like talking to you, and I can't do either of those when you're napping.... and what if I fall asleep and can't wake you up after 30 minutes? You're not allowed to have a coma.
Courtknee: ::blink:: allergies. They smell and make my head hurt.
Summer: ::blink, sigh:: Oh... well... yeah, suppose sleeping makes that an issue... ::wiggles out of his arms, scurries over to the bed and snuggles self into the covers::
John: ::frown, scurries over, lays down and snuggles:: I'm sorry I upset you, I didn't mean to...
Rodney: ::blink:: Oh, well, one less thing then...
Courtknee: And we can just eat whatever's in the commissary... that's not that big a deal, is it? ::blink:: Do we even have cake? I haven't seen cake around...
Summer: I told you not to ask me things... you didn't listen to me... you thought it would be oh so funny to poke and prod things out of me... it wasn't so funny, was it? No, I don't think it was... so I'm sorry if I'm not in the mood to have sex with you or even talk to you right now... ::uber frown::
John: ::frown:: sorry...
Rodney: I miss cake... ::frown:: And cookies... we need cake...
Courtknee: ::frown:: I don't think there's cake.
Summer: I'm sure you are... ::frowns, hides face under the covers, all damn emo::
John: :;frown, gets under covers, rubs her back:: I love you, you know...
Rodney: I'm gonna check... we have bread... cake is just sugary bread... ::blink::
Courtknee: ::big smile:: I love bread.
Summer: ::sniffle:: I know...
John: ::pouty voice:: Don't be sad...please...?
Rodney: ::smirk:: Bread is good... but cake would be better.... so I have a food crew to bug the hell out of...
Courtknee: ::snuggle:: We could just have bread... I love bread... ::blink::
Summer: ::sniffle, cry, smooshes face into pillow, muffled:: icanthelpit...
John: ::frown, sigh, sits back:: I suck.
Rodney: ::grin:: I suppose... you're cute and odd, I love you...
Courtknee: ::smile, kiss:: I love you, too... and I want you... ::blink:: Now.
Summer: ::looks up, cry face:: I'm the one that sucks... all I'm good for is sex... I should just get used to it... ::pushes face back into pillow::
Rodney: ::blink:: Seriously? ::eyebrow raise, unsure::
John: :;sigh:: You do not suck... I love you... and not just the sex, I love *you*, you're pretty and smart and funny and could do way better than me...
Courtknee: ::small smile, nod, pet:: As of right now, there is birth control available... ::kiss:: Make love to me.
Summer: ::blink, stare:: I only want you... there is nobody better than you... ::shaky cry breath:: I'm the one everyone gets bored with and leaves...
Rodney: ::blink:: kay... ::makes with kissage and naughty touching and nekkidness::
John: ::small smile, pet, soft kiss:: I wouldn't get bored with you and I deffinately won't leave you... I love you, and I want to be with you... I'm just not ready for marriage, it's a me thing, it's got nothing to do with you... as soon as I think I'm ready to get married, as soon as I think I could make a good husband for you, trust me, you'll know.
Courtknee: ::w00t! makes sweet lovin::
Summer: ::pet, snuggle, nuzzle, sniffle:: ...okay.
Rodney: ::damn right!::
John: ::snuggle!pet!console:: I hate seeing you unhappy...
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