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stargateficrec2023-07-17 11:05 pm
havocthecat) wrote in stargateficrec2023-07-17 11:05 pm
Forces of Nature by sardonicsmiley (Explicit)
Show: Stargate SG-1
Rec Category: Femslash
Characters: Sam Carter, Vala Mal Doran
Pairings: Sam Carter/Vala Mal Doran
Categories: Femslash
Warnings: None/No Archive Warnings Apply
Author's Journal:![[archiveofourown.org profile]](https://p.dreamwidth.org/b164c54b26e4/-/archiveofourown.org/favicon.ico)
sardonicsmiley
Link: Forces of Nature
Why This Must Be Read: It's Sam/Vala PWP. There is no redeeming value. There need be no redeeming value. Hot damn, this fic equals the public service that Vala is providing for Sam here.
Vala snorts, her hand going still, sliding back down to her knee, resting there. Sam feels a sharp flare of disappointment, a throbbing ache from between her legs. She says, "I—" and then realizes she has no idea what to finish the thought up with. She's not even sure what Vala is doing here, besides making Sam feel like a hormonal teenager.
"What do you like about kissing?" Vala's thumb rubs a little circle on the side of her knee, and Sam shifts around in her chair, feeling the heat pooling between her legs, holding on to the arms of her chair harder to keep from touching herself. God. She's supposed to be working.
Rec Category: Femslash
Characters: Sam Carter, Vala Mal Doran
Pairings: Sam Carter/Vala Mal Doran
Categories: Femslash
Warnings: None/No Archive Warnings Apply
Author's Journal:
Link: Forces of Nature
Why This Must Be Read: It's Sam/Vala PWP. There is no redeeming value. There need be no redeeming value. Hot damn, this fic equals the public service that Vala is providing for Sam here.
Vala snorts, her hand going still, sliding back down to her knee, resting there. Sam feels a sharp flare of disappointment, a throbbing ache from between her legs. She says, "I—" and then realizes she has no idea what to finish the thought up with. She's not even sure what Vala is doing here, besides making Sam feel like a hormonal teenager.
"What do you like about kissing?" Vala's thumb rubs a little circle on the side of her knee, and Sam shifts around in her chair, feeling the heat pooling between her legs, holding on to the arms of her chair harder to keep from touching herself. God. She's supposed to be working.
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