Hey guys! Here are a couple of Ronon/Teyla oneshots that have randomly popped into my head. Some are romance, some are simply friendship. Enjoy!
The sound of banta sticks echoed rhythmically in the practice room. Teyla and Ronon circled each other warily, sweat gleaming off their skin. They had been sparring for a half an hour and neither had slipped. Ronon made a noise of frustration in the back of his throat as Teyla blocked yet another of his attacks. He retreated three long steps and casually tossed his sticks into a corner.
"Lets try it this way." He challenged, swiftly ducking into a low crouch. Teyla nodded, a slightly triumphant smile flickering briefly across her features. She knew that was as close to admitting defeat as Ronon would go. She mimicked his pose, then feinted slightly to his left.
Ten minutes later, a block left her slightly unbalanced. Ronon saw the opening and took it, sending her body smashing towards the floor, his hand at her throat. For a moment she lay stunned before an exhausted smile crossed her features.
"You have greatly improved at the bantas." She gasped out, still pinned to the floor by one of his large hands.
Ronon smiled ferally. "I had a good teacher. You need to work on your blocks some more."
She nodded in acceptance and he eyed her in approval before springing to his feet and offering her a hand up. She took it, gracefully rising off the mat. "Perhaps we should meet tomorrow and go over them one more time."
"Works for me." Ronon rumbled, striding easily across the space to toss her banta rods in her direction.
She slid them gently into their case. When she looked up, he was standing directly in front of her, an unreadable expression on his face. She smiled in confusion as he met her questioning gaze and moved forward.
"Ronon, my friend, what-" Her voice trailed off as he took yet another step forward. She leaned against the wall behind her as he extended an arm to the wall above her head and loomed over her, suddenly extremely aware of his proximity.
"Nothing," He responded calmly, brushing a shockingly gentle kiss across her lips.
She stared at him in shock. "That did not appear to be nothing." He shrugged.
"Are you sure?" His voice was rougher than usual, and she found that she did not mind their proximity at all.
He leaned closer, and she instinctively tilted her head towards him, waiting for a kiss that didn't come. Her eyes shot back open. His face was filled with amusement. "Are you going to answer my question?"
She shook her head slightly, eyes filled with confusion. He pressed closer, so she was in full contact with both the wall and his body.
"Are you sure?" He repeated. "Because if you really want me to do something, I can always leave." His tone was joking, but his eyes were deadly serious. This was her decision. She smiled brilliantly at him.
"No, I am not sure at all."
The second kiss rapidly gained intensity, both testing the other. It felt as though it were a natural progression- here, as on the sparring mat, they were perfectly matched.
A startled gasp and ensuing loud crash caused them to separate instantly, both of their heads turning towards the door way. An extremely flustered Rodney McKay stood in the door frame, his ever present computer laying just inside the room. Clearly, that was the noise they had heard.
Rodney stared at them nervously. "Um, I was just...just...Sheppard wants you in the control room, and I was supposed to...you took off your ear piece...well, obviously...Sorry, I'll just...I'll just go," He stammered, attempting to back out of the gym but succeeding only in running into the wall.
Ronon strolled casually over and McKay flinched backwards.
"Are you okay? You seem kind of...twitchy." Behind them, Teyla smothered a laugh. Rodney stared at Ronon as if he were insane.
"You just...and Teyla...kissed..." He stuttered.
Ronon stared at him levelly. "No I didn't."
McKay bristled. "Yes, yes you did! I just saw you." Ronon looked exasperated and suddenly straightened to his full height, looming over McKay's much shorter frame.
"No you didn't."
Rodney staggered backwards, sending Teyla one last desperate glance. "You know what? You are right. I didn't see anything." and with that, Rodney McKay turned and fled for the safety of his lab.
Much later, Teyla and Ronon ran into Rodney in the control room. Teyla shot him a slightly evil grin as she wordlessly handed him the computer he had forgotten in his desperate flee. He turned a nasty shade of purple as Ronon caught his eye and nearly dropped it once again.
Elizabeth put a concerned hand on his shoulder. "Are you okay? You seem..."
Rodney cut her off. "I'm great. I just have to go...somewhere...now."