Fic, Waking Up Together, 1/?
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hathor_girlSummary: Answer to a challenge given by Ringthing on the samandmartouf group on livejournal. Challenge:
- Sam wakes up and find shes naked and in bed with Martouf/Lantash
- She has NO recolection of what has happened!
- Martouf/Lantash remembers no more than she does
- They and Jack, Daniel, Teal'c are guests in a village on a planet that once belong to a Goa'uld
- There was a celbration of some kind, possibly ritulistic
- your choise if they regain the memory of what happened
- must have Sam awkwardness
- Martouf and Lantash dont mind being naked but wish they remember what happened
- some angst where Sam thinks they took advantag of her
- must end happily, perhaps with makeup sex!
Category: Hurt/comfort, romance
Rating: R
Sam POV
I wake up, feeling strangely heavy in my head. I don't think I had that much to drink yesterday? I stretch and then I freeze. I feel naked skin - against naked skin! Who is in my bed?!
The room is pretty dark, so I think it is still night. Since the person beside me didn't react to my movement and is still sleeping, I decide to spend a moment trying to remember.
I'm not usually the impulsive type who just jump in bed with someone I've just met, so unless I was drugged, it's probably someone I know. I remember I'm on a mission with my team, and for a horrified moment I fear I've gone and slept with one of them! That would be bad in oh so many ways. Not that they aren't attractive, but we have to work together afterwards and it might be awkward. Besides, I mostly think of them as family. There's also rules against it - at least if it's the colonel.
I take a deep breath and stretch out my hand and gently touch the person on the head. Hair, so it's not Teal'c, I think wryly. But I do sense a symbiote, I suddenly realise.
The memory immediately comes to me. Martouf is with us on this mission. There was no signs of any Goa'uld having been here for centuries, which means...it's almost certainly Martouf in bed with me.
I feel my heart beat faster. How did this happen? I don't know how to react.
On one side, he's very attractive, and I willingly admit that I have dreamt about him many times. And not just because of the VERY HOT dreams I get from Jolinar. They are my guilty pleasure, true, but I fantasize about him regularly. Keeping my hands of him can be a bitch sometimes, when he's being so very charming. Not that he was ever going to know this.
Because, on the other side, he's the mate of my former symbiote and even if I could tell which feelings are my own, and which are Jolinar's (which I can't, but that's beside the point), then I have no way of knowing if he is interested in me because of me, or because of what leftover part from Jolinar I carry.
Because he does feel something for me. I doubt anyone could miss that - and it probably is partly why the colonel doesn't like him. That, and the fact he is Tok'ra.
Which leads me to another potential problem. Lantash. I've spoken very little with him. He's...fiery. Harsh, sometimes. Biologically he is Goa'uld. It should scare me. I know it scares the others a little at least. Even if they don't admit it.
However, I am not scared of him. If anything, he excites me. His voice is...sexy. Does that sound bad?
More importantly. How does he feel? I suspect he feels as Martouf does - actually, I know he does, what, with the whole 'we feel as one' thing they told me about the first time I met them.
Still, it's more than a little weird potentially having a relationship with two people - in the same body. And how would it be to have an alien lover? Yeah, in the physical sense I might know - if I could just remember what had happened tonight.
Did we do it? Easy enough to check, I guess. I don't carry condoms - I don't remember how many years it's been since I last got laid, so what would be the point? And I'm very sure the Tok'ra haven't heard of them, so...checking...
Yep, wet. Sticky.
We did it.
I sigh.
Martouf makes a small sound and turns over. His arm ends on my naked hip. After a little moment he pull me to him and makes a satisfied sound. I wonder if he dreams I'm Jolinar?
Were we both (all?) drunk yesterday? Who made a move? Somehow I can't really believe he would have taken advantage of me, but would - could? - a Tok'ra get drunk? I decide I need to get some answers.
"Martouf?" I ask. When he doesn't react, I repeat it, louder. "Martouf!"
"Yes?!" Comes the sleepy answer. "Samantha?"
"Yes."
"What are you doing in my bed? Not that I have anything against it..." I hear the shy smile in his voice.
"You don't remember?"
"No..." He is quiet for a moment. "We are naked."
"We are." I confirm, beginning to suspect he remembers as little as I.
"Did we mate?"
Trust him to get directly to the point.
"We did." He answers his own question. "Lantash tells me. He has just woken up."
"He remembers?" It would make sense, I guess. I doubt a symbiote would be affected by alcohol - or perhaps some drug. Suddenly my mind is running away with me. Would Lantash drug his host and me to take advantage of me without anyone knowing?
"No, but a symbiote has very good check on the body of its host. He can tell we have...um...achieved release...and we have also absorbed some of your...essence..."
"I think I get it - lets not talk about that anymore. He doesn't remember?"
"No, neither do I. Do you?" Martouf sounded concerned.
"No, I don't. Frankly, I doubt it's true Lantash doesn't remember. Even if we both got drunk - can you get drunk? - then surely he would not have been drunk."
"Are you implying he is lying - why would he?" Martouf's voice had a hard edge to it she had never before heard. Not towards her, at least.
I feel a little ashamed, but I still say what I was thinking. "I thought, maybe we had been drinking - I think there was some sort of celebration in honor of a local god or something - and then you had made a pass on me and I had turned it down."
"And you think Lantash made both you and me drink enough that he could have his way with you without either of us remembering?" Martouf was clearly angry now. "How can you think something like that about him?"
I see his eyes flash in the semi-darkness. I actually feel a little fear together with a lot of shame.
"I didn't mean it like that..."
"Listen, human, how dare you imply that I am not only lying, but that I would force myself on you? Worse, you accuse me of betraying my own host! I would never do any of this!" He sounds furious. "I thought you knew me better than that!" His voice holds pain now.
"Lantash! Sorry...I...I really didn't mean that. I'm just so confused. I don't remember a thing, and Martouf doesn't remember anything either. I...I thought..."
"That I had gotten you drunk and taken advantage of you! Do you not understand that I would never do such a thing? Besides, alcohol does affect symbiotes, if we drink enough!" I feel him sit up on the side of the bed. Pulling away from me and the pain I am causing him.
"Lantash, please forgive me." I beg. "I'm very sorry for what I said. You're right. I do know you would never do these things." I feel a deep pain that he is angry with me. I desperately want him to forgive me.
chapter 2