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hathor_girl) wrote2011-10-06 10:52 am
hathor_girl) wrote2011-10-06 10:52 am
Fic, New Hosts, Rosha/Jolinar/Martouf/Lantash, NC-17, 14/24
Chapter 14: A Choice is Made
Martouf POV
Lantash has given me control again, and I have chosen some food in the Tok'ra mess hall. I am sitting in a corner, eating my food. Now and then someone will stop by and greet Lantash and give their condolences for his previous host. At those times I give him control again. I am feeling awkward, and I am sure all of Lantash's friends wish... Tokim was here instead. At least this and everything else proves what Lantash says is true - the Tok'ra do treat their hosts well, and as equals, actually. It is very clear these people are not Goa'uld, and I am relieved to learn that.
I am happy we are at least sitting by ourselves, and Lantash has made it clear to the other Tok'ra that he – or I more likely, need some time alone. Though to be honest, I think Lantash does not feel for any great socializing right now. He is mourning Tokim, and is withdrawn much of the time.
I have almost finished the food on my plate, and I am considering dessert, when Rosha - and Jolinar, of course - enters. They look stunning! I immediately decide to have dessert, so I can stay and hopefully talk to them.
Lantash snickers, then grows quiet as he takes in how Rosha looks. I clearly sense amorous feelings from him. I suppose I should find that strange. He is not human - physically very much not human - but in everything I sense from him, thoughts, dreams, wishes, wants, he is human. I guess it is not so strange then that he is sexually attracted to human females. One more thing we have in common.
Having filled their tray with food, Rosha turns to look for a table, and I lift my hand, almost before I think. She stands there for a moment - is she unsure if she wants to share my table? Then she smiles a little and walks towards me. I feel strangely elated and smile back, no doubt grinning like an idiot.
"Hi." Rosha says, a bit shyly, as she sits down.
I smile at her, blushing a little. "Hello, Rosha."
We eat in silence for a little while. I wish I had more on my plate, but I decide to go for the dessert. "I am going to get some of that pie I saw earlier. Do you want some also?"
"Ah..." Rosha looks like she is not sure what to answer, then suddenly makes a decision - or perhaps Jolinar did. "Yes, please, a small piece."
I go get our pie, and also take a glass of milk. I return to Rosha.
"One small piece of pie for you." I smile at her again, wishing I could think of something to say. Lantash suggests I tell her a little about myself, and ask about her. "I have decided to blend with Lantash." I tell her. Lantash groans at me - that was not what he meant, apparently.
"Oh, so you will be staying here? Staying, ah, Tok'ra?"
I nod. "Yes."
Rosha is thoughtful again. "I haven't decided yet. I mean, I don't know where I would go - certainly not home - but I'm not sure if this is what I want either, you know?"
"I guess so. I do hope you will decide to stay. I... like you." Why did I tell her that? I give her a shy smile, and she looks at me, kindly, I think.
"Thanks. I... I like you too, it's just..." She blushes, and I know what concern her. Our symbiotes are mates, and if she stays Jolinar's host, she will almost certainly become my mate, now since I have decided to remain Lantash's host.
I completely agree how strange and big a thing that feels like. In essence, we would be married. I feel a stab of lust, thinking about how Rosha would feel under me, as I thrust into her... I quickly push my thoughts in another direction.
Suddenly Rosha's eyes flash, and I move back a little, then, ashamed, I slide closer again on the bench. Jolinar has taken over, and I can feel Lantash's emotions for her. His love is strong. I feel my cheeks blush, and he asks permission to take over. I give it gladly.
Lantash POV
As soon as I am in control, I put my hand over Jolinar's, smiling at her.
"My Jolinar. You and Rosha look wonderful in that dress."
"Thank you. You carry a Tok'ra uniform well, my love. On many, it does not look good, but it does on you and Martouf. It suits him. He has chosen to remain your host?"
"Yes, he has." I smile at her. "We are already getting to know each other, and we will blend fully tonight."
Jolinar nods. "Then I will have two mates again - unless he does not want to be in the relationship?"
"He wants the relationship to continue. You will have two mates." I entwine my fingers with her, and sends a query at my host. He agrees. "Jolinar, I would like to kiss you, and perhaps sit a little closer. Will Rosha permit this?"
Jolinar is quiet for some time, then nods. "She will, but she wishes us to, ah, keep it clean."
I chuckle. I can kiss Jolinar, but Rosha does not want the kiss to become too passionate - no tongues involved. Well, I can wait. Hopefully she will soon permit more. I glide closer to Jolinar and put my arm loosely around her shoulders, leaning in and giving her a kiss.
The kiss is soft and loving, but not passionate. It soothes my feelings, though. The pain is still there from the loss of Tokim and Philta, and it will be for a long time, but it helps to feel Jolinar, to know it is still likely we will remain mates. I sigh and put my forehead against hers. We just sit like that for a long time.
Martouf POV
Lantash has given me control again, and I have chosen some food in the Tok'ra mess hall. I am sitting in a corner, eating my food. Now and then someone will stop by and greet Lantash and give their condolences for his previous host. At those times I give him control again. I am feeling awkward, and I am sure all of Lantash's friends wish... Tokim was here instead. At least this and everything else proves what Lantash says is true - the Tok'ra do treat their hosts well, and as equals, actually. It is very clear these people are not Goa'uld, and I am relieved to learn that.
I am happy we are at least sitting by ourselves, and Lantash has made it clear to the other Tok'ra that he – or I more likely, need some time alone. Though to be honest, I think Lantash does not feel for any great socializing right now. He is mourning Tokim, and is withdrawn much of the time.
I have almost finished the food on my plate, and I am considering dessert, when Rosha - and Jolinar, of course - enters. They look stunning! I immediately decide to have dessert, so I can stay and hopefully talk to them.
Lantash snickers, then grows quiet as he takes in how Rosha looks. I clearly sense amorous feelings from him. I suppose I should find that strange. He is not human - physically very much not human - but in everything I sense from him, thoughts, dreams, wishes, wants, he is human. I guess it is not so strange then that he is sexually attracted to human females. One more thing we have in common.
Having filled their tray with food, Rosha turns to look for a table, and I lift my hand, almost before I think. She stands there for a moment - is she unsure if she wants to share my table? Then she smiles a little and walks towards me. I feel strangely elated and smile back, no doubt grinning like an idiot.
"Hi." Rosha says, a bit shyly, as she sits down.
I smile at her, blushing a little. "Hello, Rosha."
We eat in silence for a little while. I wish I had more on my plate, but I decide to go for the dessert. "I am going to get some of that pie I saw earlier. Do you want some also?"
"Ah..." Rosha looks like she is not sure what to answer, then suddenly makes a decision - or perhaps Jolinar did. "Yes, please, a small piece."
I go get our pie, and also take a glass of milk. I return to Rosha.
"One small piece of pie for you." I smile at her again, wishing I could think of something to say. Lantash suggests I tell her a little about myself, and ask about her. "I have decided to blend with Lantash." I tell her. Lantash groans at me - that was not what he meant, apparently.
"Oh, so you will be staying here? Staying, ah, Tok'ra?"
I nod. "Yes."
Rosha is thoughtful again. "I haven't decided yet. I mean, I don't know where I would go - certainly not home - but I'm not sure if this is what I want either, you know?"
"I guess so. I do hope you will decide to stay. I... like you." Why did I tell her that? I give her a shy smile, and she looks at me, kindly, I think.
"Thanks. I... I like you too, it's just..." She blushes, and I know what concern her. Our symbiotes are mates, and if she stays Jolinar's host, she will almost certainly become my mate, now since I have decided to remain Lantash's host.
I completely agree how strange and big a thing that feels like. In essence, we would be married. I feel a stab of lust, thinking about how Rosha would feel under me, as I thrust into her... I quickly push my thoughts in another direction.
Suddenly Rosha's eyes flash, and I move back a little, then, ashamed, I slide closer again on the bench. Jolinar has taken over, and I can feel Lantash's emotions for her. His love is strong. I feel my cheeks blush, and he asks permission to take over. I give it gladly.
Lantash POV
As soon as I am in control, I put my hand over Jolinar's, smiling at her.
"My Jolinar. You and Rosha look wonderful in that dress."
"Thank you. You carry a Tok'ra uniform well, my love. On many, it does not look good, but it does on you and Martouf. It suits him. He has chosen to remain your host?"
"Yes, he has." I smile at her. "We are already getting to know each other, and we will blend fully tonight."
Jolinar nods. "Then I will have two mates again - unless he does not want to be in the relationship?"
"He wants the relationship to continue. You will have two mates." I entwine my fingers with her, and sends a query at my host. He agrees. "Jolinar, I would like to kiss you, and perhaps sit a little closer. Will Rosha permit this?"
Jolinar is quiet for some time, then nods. "She will, but she wishes us to, ah, keep it clean."
I chuckle. I can kiss Jolinar, but Rosha does not want the kiss to become too passionate - no tongues involved. Well, I can wait. Hopefully she will soon permit more. I glide closer to Jolinar and put my arm loosely around her shoulders, leaning in and giving her a kiss.
The kiss is soft and loving, but not passionate. It soothes my feelings, though. The pain is still there from the loss of Tokim and Philta, and it will be for a long time, but it helps to feel Jolinar, to know it is still likely we will remain mates. I sigh and put my forehead against hers. We just sit like that for a long time.