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annwayne · 2 years ago

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bagheerita I can't explain how cute and tasty this is. Just little hints of something spicy that could happen and

Don't think I didn't appreciate the details about the water because-I love seeing Teyla and Todd together and the fact he kept calling her his Queen, a classic. Stole my heart every time. Teyla, btw? Spot on. Sassy and she delivered so many flirty insults I'm thinking Todd might like to be put in place a little bit right now 👀 also I'm obsessed with the strip scene yes please thank you living rent free forever in my head

Thank you so much. I love this forever and I'm thrilled my lil idea of a beach day with Todd and Teyla made this.

Art/fic trade with @annwayne!!

A bit of flirty Todd/Teyla in a beach setting. <3

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The sun was a comfort on her skin as Teyla lay back in her chair, relaxing for the first time in what felt like ages, soaking in the warmth.

Weeks of rain and fog had shrouded Atlantis, her team's dour mood not helped by an overlong mission to P3S-403 where the town they visited was still held in the depths of winter. Returning to a break in the weather and warmer temperatures was most appreciated. Many of the city's residents had journeyed to the nearest section of the mainland to make the most of it.

Teyla shifted on the towel she'd spread over the chair John called a "deck chair" and let the balmy breeze carry the distant sounds of her teammates and fellow citizens of Atlantis past her. Ronon and John were having some sort of debate about surfing in between their actual surfing. Rodney was discussing, somewhat stridently, with Carson the potential venomous properties of a creature he'd found. Farther down the beach, Doctors Cole and Zelenka were talking and fishing, along with Major Lorne and Lieutenant Rivers. Teyla, Amelia, and Marie had been swimming earlier- Teyla amused by the Earth tradition of swimming while clothed in a bikini- and had now taken over a trio of the deck chairs that had been set out, relaxing after their exertion. Teyla was comfortable, by her hand was a drink Amelia called a tequila sunrise, and she was warm and drowsy.

The warmth shining down on her suddenly went cold and dark. Teyla cracked open an eye with a frown.

Todd was looming over her, scowling.

"You are blocking the sun," she informed him.

His scowl deepened. "If you do not control your expedition leader, I may be forced to take drastic action."

Teyla blinked. She was slightly intrigued, but not enough to actually get up from her comfortable seat. "That is not a good reason to block my sunlight," she retorted.

Todd grumbled under his breath but shifted to the side. Amelia made a sound of wordless protest, as he was now blocking the sun from reaching her. Teyla lowered her sunglasses to raise an eyebrow at Todd.

He snarled, softly, and dropped into a crouch beside her. He looked around, as if feeling hunted.

Teyla found herself now curious in spite of herself. "What is the problem with Mister Woolsey?"

"He is insisting that I accept a garland of foul-smelling leaves in recognition of the accord between our peoples."

Teyla had the garland of leaves and flowers that Woolsey had given her currently wound around her head. "Such as this?" she asked, touching her crown.

Todd narrowed his eyes and inhaled. "Yes," he admitted. "Though yours does not smell quite so terrible." The sensory pits near his nose fluttered. "The scent is actually not unpleasant when combined with your own."

Teyla smirked. "So complimentary. He must have you quite unsettled."

Todd scowled at her grumpily, and ducked down further behind her chair as Mister Woolsey walked past them and down to an area where several people were grilling and cooking.

Teyla rolled her eyes. "There is a very simple way to get him to stop," she observed.

"And what is that?" Todd asked haughtily.

"To accept the garland from him of course. Perhaps then he would leave you alone."

Todd made a desperate, wounded sound deep in his throat.

Teyla sat up, no longer able to relax. "You wouldn't have to keep it if it smells so terrible," she observed.

Todd sighed. He was sitting on the ground behind her chair now, as deep in shadow as he could get. His eyes were narrowed as he peered up at her. "I could not accept such a token and then discard it." He looked away, uneasy, as if the confession revealed more than he wished.

Teyla softened. “Come then.” She stood from her chair and knotted the towel around her waist, its thin material wafting around her legs like a skirt. She took her drink in her hand and walked past the chairs, making her way along the rocky ridge where they had been soaking in the sun and up to a path that led under the cover of nearby trees.

Todd followed her eagerly, and when her bare feet stepping on broken branches and seed pods from the trees made her hiss and stumble, he offered his left hand to help her balance.

She didn’t thank him, but said, “The trail opens up again further ahead.” And even as she spoke the rocky trail they followed became covered with loose sand. The trees to their right were only small specimens now, their roots twisting through the sand as the ground in that direction sloped away down to the water in a long smooth line. Teyla's feet sank into the sand; it was hot on the top, where the sun hit, but cooler and moist underneath when she dug her feet in.

The trail continued along the high rocky ridge, but below them the sandy slope led to a small cove, and Teyla made her way down the side of the dune to where the sand was level on the water's shoreline. The sand here, and the rolling in of the waves, was undisturbed by any others, and only the distant sight of surfers and swimmers, and the occasional shouts from her friends and coworkers, prevented the cove from being entirely private.

Teyla arranged her towel-skirt beneath her and sat down, sipping her drink. "I hope you did not get too much sand in your boots descending the dune," she said with more amusement than sympathy to Todd.

He hummed thoughtfully, pulling off one boot and tipping it upside down to pour out what was definitely a large amount of sand. "Your plea appears to have been ignored," he observed.

Teyla laughed. "You are not exactly dressed to enjoy a day at the beach. Why did you come?"

His eyes rested on her. "Because you invited me." He cocked his head. "Why did you invite me?"

"To see if you would come," she admitted. "And here you are." She looked at him levelly, her sunglasses sliding down her nose so that she could look at him over the top of their dark lenses.

"Well, my queen commanded my presence." He smirked. "How could I do anything other than attend her whim?"

Teyla snorted.

Todd's smirk spread, and he sat down beside her in the sand.

"That will not help prevent you from getting sand in your boots," Teyla warned him.

"It seems an attempt to separate the sand from my person is doomed," Todd replied. He gazed back at her, amused despite any discomfort.

"I don't suppose Wraith have beach clothes," Teyla observed.

Todd huffed and said wryly, "That would be accurate." He rubbed rough grains of sand between the pads of his fingers sadly. "Though it is unfortunate as well. Our normal attire does not do well in such an environment."

Teyla leaned back on one arm, braced behind her against the sand, and held her drink in her other hand, rolling the ice inside so that it clicked against the sides of the glass. "You could adopt a popular tradition and wear nothing at all," she suggested.

Todd drew himself up as if offended at the suggestion, but his smile grew sly and he leaned back on his left hand, mirroring Teyla's posture. "Would that please you?"

"Me?" Teyla held her drink against her cheek, her skin feeling quite warm against the glass's icy surface. "We were discussing your comfort."

"I am quite comfortable," he replied, grinning at her.

"Oh? Well, if we’ve exhausted that topic and there’s nothing else to discuss, maybe it's time for a swim." She raised an eyebrow at him. "Are you planning on swimming?"

"I'll have you know Wraith are excellent swimmers."

"I am certain," Teyla replied with false sincerity. "Though I feel that that your normal aura of threat would be difficult for you to maintain with your apparel sopping wet and squeaking with every step."

Todd threw back his head and laughed. "What is it you say, touché? I will concede your point. As you've won, I suppose I must divest myself of an article of clothing?"

I believe you are thinking of poker," Teyla observed.

"Am I?" Todd affected surprise. "Hmm. So, then you agree I don't owe you a forfeit?"

"I didn't say that." Teyla's eyes shone. "Perhaps you should double the forfeit, as you confused the stakes."

Todd laid a hand to his chest as if wounded by her remark. "I? Confused? I am quite certain that it was you who mentioned the wrong game."

Teyla blinked in surprise. "Are you suggesting I should be the one to take off my clothes?"

"If that is what you wish, my queen," Todd agreed eagerly.

Stymied, Teyla set her drink on the ground. She stood up, her skirt clutched around her. Then she released the material and it fluttered to the ground. "I am going swimming," she stated.

"As you say, my queen." Todd cocked his head. "Though, surely it is dangerous to swim alone."

It's dangerous to swim with Wraith," she retorted. "Especially one who will not admit when they have lost."

Very well." Todd pulled off his other boot, wiggling his toes in the sand while making a face. He stood, undoing his coat as he moved to let it fall from his arms. He had a sleeveless shirt of a thin material that he wore under it; Teyla was certainly not watching the way it clung to his muscles. He continued, pulling the shirt over his head and pulling his long legs free of his long, tight leather pants, under which he wore nothing at all.

"Am I now properly attired for swimming?" he asked her innocently, then affected a deep concern. "Though I heard one of the others mention sunburn and I wondered if I should be concerned. I have not bared so much skin in a long time."

Teyla took off her sunglasses, tossing them down on her towel, and then looked him up and down. Mostly down. She met his eyes. "It's not that much," she assured him. "I wouldn't worry."

Todd laughed easily again. He moved past her and into the water first, moving like a creature entirely comfortable with that environment.

Teyla huffed a small sigh of annoyance to hide her smile and focused on swimming. The water was warmer near the beach where it was only as shallow as her ankles, but quickly became cold when it was deep enough to swim in. She swam out to the mouth of the cove, about 200 yards, to where she could see the surfers quite well beyond the outcropping that set apart this cove. She paused there and her feet, treading under the water, struck sand. She set both feet down and found herself standing on a sandbar, the water only coming up to her collarbone.

She'd seen no sign of Todd since entering the water, but, once she stopped, he surfaced near her. The droplets of water on his skin caught the sunlight, shining like jewels. He turned toward her grinning.

"Are you enjoying your swim?" he purred, the sound warming her in a way that should not have been possible.

"The view was excellent, until recently," she replied.

He caught the amusement in her expression and his grin widened in response. He lifted his hands out of the water to display a fistful of shells of a familiar bivalve in his left hand. "I have heard these are quite tasty."

Teyla reached out to take them from him, examining the shells.

Todd stood up on the sand bar, looming over her as he stepped close. His eyes flashed, without any aid from the sunlight. "It is said they are prized for their amorous properties." He grinned.

Teyla handed the shells back to him. His smile faded, though he did not let any true disappointment show.

"Take them back to the beach," Teyla said. "We can eat them there." She met his eyes, then looked away as if indifferent. "I would like to enjoy them while finishing my drink."

He grinned again. "Yes, my queen." The words were teasing, but his manner was eager. He dove back into the water and swam a circle around her before vanishing into the darkness of the ocean.

When he couldn't see, Teyla smirked. She dove back into the water as well, headed for the beach.

#stargate atlantis fanfic #teyla/todd #todd/teyla #todd the wraith #teyla emmagan #art trade #like really I'm whew #how adorable it is when he's sitting in the shade beside her at the beginning #a gremlin of a man hiding from the sun #'I'll have you know Wraith are excellent swimmers'#now I'm thinking about wraith evolved from an aquatic bug and maybe have some leftover benefits from that?#not another wraith physiology headcanon xD #ugh and him just popping up out of the water on the sand bar right next her was so cute #the cute moments! when teyla admitted she wanted to see if he'd come just if she asked???#and Todd being like kinda shy but very clearly like 'absolutely you are my queen' about it #brrrrrrrrrrrrr #fic rec #friends fic #required reading

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