hallowedorici | Someone Who I Use To Know

As always, her Priors had been sent out to preach Origin to the unbelievers of Cartago, and preach they did. They always seemed to attract large gatherings and Adria had heard that there was much muttering amongst the population, though it was left to be seen which direction they would turn.

Adria had been curious, curious to see for herself what the people said among themselves. Curious to see how they truly felt about the Priors and the new religion they were trying to spread and so she had dressed herself as one of the Cartagians and had gone down to the planet so she could freely walk through the cities once her Priors had left to leave the people to ponder what they would do. It was an interesting mix of feelings she encountered. Fear of the new and acceptance. Some wanted to fight these newcomers and others wanted to embrace them. The Priors were compared to the Goa'uld and still others scoffed. It was a strange mixture to her and she was surprised that some did not seem to care either way.

Her eyebrows furrowed as she reached up, tugging the shawl that was covering her head back in to place as she walked down the street, pondering the things she had learned. She turned a corner and though she had been expecting their presence on the planet, she truly did not expect to actually see SG-1. She was about to duck her head, and turn down a different street when she saw him. Jonas Quinn. Him she had not expected to see and her eyes widened. She was staring, she knew she was and her heart was pounding almost painfully in her chest. She did duck her head though but she was certain he had looked in her direction right as she had done it.

She quickly turned down the street, pushing through the small crowd of people, intent on losing herself in that crowd just in case he had seen her.

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It was also the easy part because he knew the SGC wouldn't hurt Adria if they had been found out. Vala wouldn't let them. Jonas had no guarantee with the Doci or Priors. He just had to keep up the act and hoped it worked. "Of course. " He agreed, returning her soft kiss. It was much easier to concentrate on. He even chuckled. "Back to being your favorite toy, hmmmm?" He knew what the Prior and soldiers thought of him but he couldn't bring himself to care. What they had was so much more that it didn't matter.

He followed behind her, doing his best to look cowed. "Yes, Orici." But once they were safetly in her rooms, he wrapped around her from behind and asked huskily in her ear, "was that a threat or a promise?"

She too worried about what would happen if her Doci and Priors found out about their plans. She truly for once didn't know what they would do, but she did know that they would not allow either of them to leave. So she was going to have to mask both their thoughts from all of them. She could do it, of that she had no doubt.

But it was a relief when the doors to her rooms slid closed behind them. At least there, they could relax some.

Adria hummed contently as she leaned back against Jonas. "Oh, it was a promise, Jonas Quinn." She smiled, turning in his arms so she could press a kiss against his lips. "Though that promise shall have to wait until you help me out of my dress."

They wouldn't allow either of them to leave and Jonas was fairly sure they wouldn't allow him to live. But he wasn't going to think about that. He was going lose himself in Adria's presence until the time they had to act again.

It was almost nice to be back in familiar settings, especially since he wasn't a prisoner this time. Not exactly.

Even as he returned the kiss, he started to undo the dress. Or try. "You aren't attached to these over complicated gowns are you?" She looked gorgeous but he wouldn't miss getting her out of them.

Adria laughed softly, her hands moving up between them so she could begin helping him out of his own clothing. "I most certainly am not. I only wear them because it is expected of me." Truly she would have much preferred looser clothing that allowed more freedom to move, but she had an image as the Orici and she was expected to keep it at all times when she was in public.

Her fingers worked nimbly on the buttons of his shirt and she pulled back a little to look up at him. "We will find out own way, Jonas. A way where we can be ourselves and be with one another."

"Good. As beautiful as you look in them I feel like I'm invading a fortress whenever I try to get you out of one." Plus, Jonas imagined she'd look beautiful in just about anything, even the looser clothing of most low key worlds.

He paused unlacing one of the sides of her dress and dropped his head to kiss her softly, "Let's find our way off this ship first. Then we will make the best life possible."

"Then we shall just have to make sure that the world we pick does not have such styles among their people," she teased him. Besides, she did not want to wear clothing that required help getting in and out of them. Once in a while it was fine, but every day? It truly did get old.

She nodded, leaning into his kiss even as her hands were sliding up his chest to push his shirt off of his shoulders. She chuckled against his lips, her fingers plucking lightly at the t-shirt he wore under it. "I believe you might be wearing just as many layers as I am."

"If SG-1's experience is anything to go by, we won't have a problem." Jonas said with a laugh, teasing right back, even if was the truth.

His fingers returned to tugging at the laces, until he growled with frustration at being unable to give both her and the dress his attention. "At least mine are easy to pull off. Have I mentioned I hate these dresses?"

"Oh, Jonas," she chuckled, pulling enough away she could try and work on the laces herself. Though, she soon found out just why he was growing frustrated. She couldn't even undo them. Annoyed by her own garments, Adria's lips turned down into a slight pout and her eyes narrowed right before the laces just seemed to snap on their own.

And then, her pout was gone. "Problem solved." She normally wouldn't have resulted to using her powers on such a trivial thing, but they really only had a limited amount of time before the ship would drop out of hyperdrive and she fully intended on using every moment they had to get to know his body all over again.

She tugged the broken laces free of her dress, loosening the dress enough so she was able to begin to shrug it free of her body. Once she was undressed, she intended to help him out of the remainder of his clothes.

The self snapping laces caused Jonas to start for a moment then he laughed. It was very rare that Adria used her powers around him and the fact it was for this silly little thing amused him probably more then it should.

After helping her shrug out of her dress, Jonas quickly divested himself of his boots so he was left in t-shirt, BDU pants and underclothes. But that was as far as he got as his hands moved up and down her now bare sides, caressing the skin he'd missed the soft feel of. "Adria..." He said softly, a bit of awe in his voice.

She closed her eyes for a moment, just enjoying the feel of his hands moving across her skin and desire skittered across her belly, heating her from the inside out. It had been entirely too long since he'd touched her like that and her body felt as though it was already humming in anticipation.

Slowly, Adria's eyes opened and she stepped closer to him, a smiling touching her lips as her fingers moved to hook in the waistband of his pants. It pleased her to no end that he still thought her beautiful ad she wanted him to know that she thought the same of him. Her gaze searched his as her fingers edged closer to the button and zipper of his BDU pants and then she was quickly undoing them and pushing them down his hips.

Jonas had never stopped thinking she was beautiful. It had haunted him at night after his rescue, when he knew he should have been grateful to be safe on Earth, yet all he could think about was her and her beauty. Her touch and the touch of her skin.

Her eyes meeting his and the hands at his zipper brought him back to the moment and he nodded a small ascent to her. Reluctantly, he pulled his hands away so he could pull his t-shirt over his head. divesting himself of it just as she pushed his bottoms down. In a small fit of modesty, he kept his eyes down, waiting for a reaction from her before he looked up.

Adria didn't say anything, she just allowed her gaze to roam over him freely, taking in each curve and dip of his muscles. He was breathtaking, she had always thought so and how she had missed having the opportunity to just watch him. She smiled as she slid her palm up the warm length of his chest and looked up to meet his eyes.

"Jonas..." She wasn't sure what else to say or even if words were needed. She encircled her arms around his waist, drawing herself back against him, and truly she could press herself close enough. Tipping her head back a little, she pressed a soft kiss on his chin, her hands stroking up the smooth skin of his back, her fingers spreading to feel the firm curves of the muscles there.

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Sorry, crazy beginning of the month!

It's okay! I've had a crazy last couple of weeks!

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