Her arms were wrapped tightly around her knees, which she'd drawn as close to her body as possible. Shakily she forced one hand to move to her shoulder, sliding beneath the collar of her clothes to her shoulder blade. If it had been just a wicked trick of her mind she would feel the hard welts of scars crisscrossing her back. Her heart thudded when she felt only the barest of spidery lines on her skin. Then if it hadn't been a dream, she would hold on to those memories, they would keep her sane in this new life of captivity. She would lock them deep in her heart to remind herself that there was another life outside these bars...that when she was pawed by violent hands, as she inevitably would be, that there were those who did not need to rape to sate their bodies...that the act of sex could be a pleasurable one for both parties...she would remember every detail of what Teal'c had shown her, especially that first time when he had been so sweet and gentle and patient with her...

"I suspect Annika is rather put out that she didn’t have a warning about the rain," Keelah grinned. The sopping couple ahead could be clearly seen, since there had been no chance to raise the jeep's canopy. Considering that they were already drenched by the time they'd reached the car, they hadn’t seen the point in putting it up, although Annika had to drive because the rain blurred Daniel’s vision through his glasses.

Keelah murmured a word of thanks, rubbing her arms to try to dispel the goosebumps on her drenched skin. Felt a trickle of icy wetness down her neck and adjusted her hair so that it draped over one shoulder.

"Not really," she replied, grimacing when her hair dripped more water down her side. "I rested well last night with the crisis over." That wasn’t precisely true; she had lain awake well into the night, but when she had eventually fallen asleep she had slept soundly. "Was there something you would like to do?"

"I thought perhaps we could begin the practical lessons you requested."

"Now?" her eyes widened, clearly not expecting the suggestion so soon since she had mentioned her proposal just the day before.

"Though it may be part of Tau'ri youth culture to conduct romantic liaisons in recreational vehicles, I was intending to wait until we arrived home." He paused. "But only if you would like to."

"I..." Keelah had to swallow, her mouth inexplicably dry. "I would." She found the silence they lapsed into not an uncomfortable one, rather it was charged with anticipation. Suddenly she felt warm and toasty all over. "The car’s heater works very quickly, doesn’t it?"

Teal’c had to bite the inside of his cheek to stop the chuckle that bubbled in his throat from emerging. Keelah’s innocence over what had caused the sudden heat of her body was so very endearing. Found himself wondering how she would react after her first orgasm and had to fight down his own body’s response to the thought. "Indeed it does. Shall I turn it down?"

Keelah shook her head. "No, I like it. I’d rather be hot."

He decided he had better concentrate on just driving and ignore the unintentional innuendo. However, he couldn’t help but add, "As do I."

Pulling into the drive, they saw Daniel and Annika on their porch attempting to wring themselves out as much as possible so they wouldn't traipse puddles inside. Annika gave them a wave as Daniel tugged her through the door. Teal'c and Keelah's dash from the car in the freezing rain to the house pretty much sucked out whatever internal warmth they had gained in the car.

Wiping droplets from his face, Teal'c turned up the central heating, knowing that it would take a while for them to feel its benefit.

Beneath the curiosity and anticipation of what was to come, Teal'c saw her nervousness. Slowly he approached her, gently pulling her into his arms. She looked up at him, her eyes asking questions her mouth could not voice. He placed a soft kiss to her forehead. "Would you like to know the first tip in lovemaking?"

His lips were a warm caress to her skin and she didn't think it was possible, but her heart rate sped up even more. Her eyes fluttered shut and her reply of 'yes' was barely a whisper.

His voice was deliberately low. "Chattering teeth and shivering bodies from the cold are not at all conducive." He felt her brow crease in a frown beneath his lips. Pulling back he saw that her eyes had sprung open and he gave her a warm, teasing smile. "If we remain in these wet clothes we are liable to catch cold. While part of the activity tonight is to explore every inch of your body, it is not something I am willing to rush."

His words sent a tingle through her right down to her toes. She didn't know where she got the courage to say what she said next, but when they tumbled from her mouth there was a huskiness to her tone that she had never heard from herself before. "I have heard that the cold encourages learning. It stimulates the brain."

Teal'c's smile widened at the flirtatious comment even as he felt his body respond to it. He gave her a light kiss to her lips before trailing kisses along her jaw on his way to whisper in her ear. "It is not your brain that I intend to stimulate." The soft gasp his comment elicited made his own heart pound and he moved his kisses down her neck until he could feel her pulse against his lips. When her body gave an involuntary tremble, he remembered that they were still in sopping wet clothes. Reluctantly he drew back and placed a playful kiss to the tip of her nose. "First hot showers. Then we shall continue."

Keelah could only nod as she tried to hold on to the tingle that was rippling through her body. She hurried to the bathroom in a slight daze. Closing the door behind her, she snuck a peek back down the hall. Teal'c had been watching her walk away, absently undoing the buttons of his shirt. The look in his eyes caused a blush to color her cheeks. Leaning against the door, she could hardly believe that this moment had come. It felt like a dream. She heard Teal'c's footfalls as he headed for his room. Held her breath when he paused outside the bathroom door. Had he meant that they would shower together? She wasn't sure she was ready for that... When a second later he resumed walking, she felt both relief and a pang of disappointment.

Stepping over to the dresser, she critically studied herself in the mirror. She wasn't sure if the term 'sexy' could be applied, but it looked classier than the shapeless t-shirt nightie. Will Teal'c like how I look? What if he doesn't? Will he think me silly for wearing it? The butterflies in her stomach increased and her courage started to desert her. She grabbed the terry-toweling robe from the hook on the back of her door and shrugged into it. The robe may not be alluring but it was safe. Teal'c had seen her in it each morning and evening they had spent together and she hoped that it would give the impression that she was casual and at ease about the up and coming lesson, that it was no different from anything else he had shown her. Tying the belt around her waist, she took a couple of deep breaths and walked out of the room.

There were voices coming from the living room and for a moment she disappointingly thought they had unexpected visitors, until she heard the canned laughter of a sitcom. Entering the room she saw that Teal'c had turned off the main lights, and the only illumination was the glow of the TV screen and the warm yellow light of the fire crackling in the fireplace, giving the room an intimate, cozy ambiance. Following sounds of movement in the kitchen, she saw Teal'c twisting a corkscrew in the top of a wine bottle. The brand she recognized as one she had enjoyed a few nights before. He was dressed in the loose fitting pants and shirt that he normally wore for sleep, though she knew he discarded the shirt before going to bed.

He looked up at her when he realized she was there, a smile touching his lips. "Feeling warmer?"

She nodded, sudden shyness stealing her power of speech.

The cork came free with a squeal and he poured two glasses of the fruity white into long stemmed glasses, offering one to her. "I thought this might subdue whatever nervousness we may be feeling."

"We?" She took the wine gratefully, taking a long sip.

He put the bottle in an ice bucket, burying it in the cubes of ice as though it were the most important thing to do. Though being anything but honest with her never entered his mind, admitting to the emotion was not easy for him. "I too am beset with trepidation."

She looked at him with a touch of disbelief, thinking he was just sharing the alcoholic beverage with her to put her at ease. She couldn't imagine anything making the Jaffa nervous.

"This is a first for me as well." He clutched the bucket to him with one hand, and took a sip of the wine with the other. "I have never been given the honor of sending a woman to the heights of her first orgasm."

The admission and his intent caused a flutter in her stomach. This big, strong, worldly man, with decades of experience, was worried that he would not please her. "Is the first time so very different from ensuing ones?"

"It should be the most special," he said, leading the way to the living room. Placing the bucket on the coffee table, he sat down on the couch. He left enough room for her to sit beside him, resting his arm on the back of the settee, but didn't motion for her to join him, letting the decision be hers. If she wanted to have some personal space first then he was prepared to wait until she was totally relaxed with the idea. "And for good or bad, it will be the one that is remembered."

"There is nothing to apologize for," he assured. The movement had been an automatic one rather than intentionally sexual, though it did highlight just how nervous Keelah truly was. "I do not wish to pressure you. If tonight you wish to simply talk then we shall just talk. We will only go as far as you want, when you want."

Talking sounded good for now. She was wound tight and the sound of his voice was always relaxing to her. The TV, while she assumed Teal'c had turned it on to help put her at ease, was a distraction she didn't want. Taking another sip of her wine she leaned forward to pick up the remote and switched it off, then settled back on the couch. The alcohol was also having a nice effect as it hit the inside of her stomach. "Could you tell me more of what it's like to make love?" His descriptions and explanations often sounded so poetically beautiful that they touched her very soul.

Sipping his wine he nodded, considering what he could say. "Making love involves all of the five senses, each one as erotic as the others. To see the desire in your partner's eyes, see their body respond to a whispered word, a caress, a kiss...feeling that response under your fingertips, your lips, as you explore their body, discovering how they like to be touched and where..."

The more he talked, the more relaxed she became, and she snuggled closer to his side. His hand softly caressed back and forth on the sleeve of her robe. With her head resting so comfortably on his shoulder, it was the most natural thing in the world for him to rest his cheek lightly against her hair. Distracted by the softness of her body, he was unaware when he switched to speaking in the first person.

"...Breathing in the sweet scent of your skin, your ardor, is intoxicating. To hear your sighs and gasps to my caresses, to my kisses, will be music to my ears, enticing me to keep going, to hear them again and again. Your lips and kisses are but a teasing morsel of a more divine flavor. It stirs a hunger in me to taste the very essence of your desire..." His voice drifted off as he realized that he had actually switched from the 'impersonal' role of educator to describing his own inner thoughts. The alcohol seemed to have let down some of his own defenses. When Keelah took a gulp of her wine, he wondered if his personalization had made her even more nervous.

"That is how you...feel?" she asked softly. His passionate words made her stomach do flip flops.

"It is." Worried about revealing too much and of emotions he swore he would not feel, for that was not part of their agreement, he attempted to reinsert the 'teacher-student' relationship. "There are phases in making love. Actually having sex is just the culminating act. I intend tonight to show you the first phase. This phase of foreplay can be practiced for weeks or months before moving on to the final phase of penetrative sex."

Keelah frowned, not liking that idea at all. From what she understood, foreplay would only enhance the funny ache in her belly she'd had since that first kiss from Teal'c. It was driving her to the point of distraction as it was. Waiting weeks, let alone months, for...relief...was not something she wanted. "I have been feeling, what I have learned, is unalleviated desire for some weeks now. I do not want to wait more weeks to sate it."

Teal'c hid a smile at her slightly indignant tone. The wine was having the effect of relaxing her inhibitions, loosening her tongue, for he doubted that she would have made such a bold statement under normal circumstances. "Foreplay also has different stages. They range from leaving the body yearning for more, to the sating of which you seek."

"Oh, well, that's good." She took a gulp of her wine, lifting her eyes to his. "You...you will do that, won't you...the sating? Please?"

"As you wish." Teal'c figured she'd had more than enough wine. Filed away in the back of his mind that her alcohol tolerance was on par with Daniel Jackson's. He plucked the glass from her fingers and placed it on the coffee table, then lifted her hand to his lips. "Now?"

"Yes, please." Her hand twisted slightly so that she cupped his jaw. "Show me how you make love."

He leaned forward to capture her lips in a soft kiss. "At any point if you wish to stop you need only say so."

"Okay." She gave the barest of nods, her heart rate speeding up as he kissed her again, this time longer and deeper. She relished the touch of his lips against hers, loving how a simple kiss could send a tingle through the entire length of her body. Eagerly wondered what would come next and if it could match that feeling. The first time his tongue brushed against her bottom lip she almost missed it, so light was the movement. The second time it lingered as though asking permission to go further, dancing lightly to her top lip. Instinct had her opening her mouth wider, inviting him in, and with a soft sigh his tongue slid inside. Slowly he danced his tongue around hers, exploring her mouth. Feeling the slight roughness of another's tongue against the roof of her mouth felt odd and yet the now familiar tingle increased. Tentatively she reciprocated, entwining her tongue with his. When he started to draw back, she wouldn't let him, moving with him. After a moment's hesitation her tongue peeked into his mouth, wanting to explore his as he had hers.

Teal'c let her 'experiment' with the more intimate kiss, finding her first shy delving sweet. After a couple of minutes she became bolder, plunging into his mouth with more confidence and a burst of heat flooded him at her eagerness and obvious enjoyment of the act. It didn't surprise him that she learned the technique quickly. Eventually he wound down the kiss.

"Why have you not kissed me like that before?" she asked, a little breathless.

"Because it would have left us both wanting more," he replied, giving a lighter kiss, unable to resist the lure of her lips, "something you were not ready for."

"Your kisses already left me wanting more," she admitted.

"And now?"

"I want so much more." This time there was no hesitation in her kiss as she 'practiced' what she had just been shown.

The soft touch of his hand made her crave more and Keelah wiggled closer until the back of her thighs were pressed against the solid muscle of his leg. The movement caused the hem of her robe to flop open, revealing the first hint of the negligee she wore beneath.

When Teal'c's hand moved back up to her knee, the lace trim drew his attention. He broke off the kiss, fingering the hem. "I have not seen this garment before."

"It's the first time I've worn it."

It did funny things to his insides to discover that she had 'dressed up' for tonight and yet from the evidence of the robe had been too shy to reveal it. His hand shifted to the belt cinching the bulk of the shapeless robe in place, raising his eyes to ask permission to undo it. "May I?"

Butterflies flapping madly in her stomach, she nodded.

He tugged at the knot then slowly opened the robe to reveal the golden silk beneath.

Nervously she shrugged her arms from the sleeves, her eyes never leaving his face. For a few long moments he simply stared at her, to the point where she hesitantly asked, "Do you like it?"

"It is lovely," he replied a little hoarsely. Had to tamper down his body's reaction at seeing how the delicate material clung to her, enhancing her womanly shape, the cut of the bodice tempting him to seek what it only allowed a glimpse of beneath. He reached out to touch the little frill at her shoulder, his finger tracing along the edge until it crossed over to the skin near her throat. "But the softness of the silk is coarse in comparison to the softness of your skin." He felt her pulse speed up beneath his finger as he drew it across her collarbone.

Keelah forgot to breathe. His finger was burning a trail across her skin, creeping ever lower towards her breasts. Her eyelids fluttered closed when it slowly reached the valley and paused. Will he keep going, dipping beneath the material or go over the top? She couldn't say she was disappointed when his finger glided over the top, running down her breastbone then curved to just under her breast. It was such a feather light caress that it sent her nerve endings into high alert, making her more aware of the sensual cloth covering her body.

When his hand moved up, cupping her breast, her gasp gave her lungs much needed breath. She remained absolutely still, savoring the rush of heat that coursed through her at his touch, not wanting to move in case it would cause it to stop.

"Let me know what you like," he murmured. He was in fact giving direction on what was to come, but Keelah misinterpreted his words.

"I...don't know what I like."

"If I do this..." He brushed his thumb over her nipple and received the dual response of her breath speeding up and the tiny nub beginning to tighten beneath the silk. "Do you like it?"

She nodded. Fissions of what felt like electricity pulsed through her.

"Tell me." While he could visually see her body's reaction, it wasn't enough. Needed to hear that she was enjoying the experience, that it wasn't just an automatic reaction to stimuli.

"I don't have the words to describe it."

"Then do not use words...what is your first instinct?" He continued to tease her nipple, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. "How is your soul telling you to respond?"

"I...I...ohhh..." A guttural moan erupted from deep within her throat. She gave a start. Did that really come from me?

"Yes, that is it, do not try to stop what comes naturally," he encouraged, ducking to kiss the base of her throat.

Her head tilted back and she arched into him. His lips moved down, his tongue slipping beneath the edge of the silk to lick the softness of the top of her breast. Of its own accord her hand slid to the back of his head, urging him just a little lower, her body asking for something she didn't yet know how to voice verbally. When his lips closed over the puckered nipple another moan blew from her and he suckled the tiny nub until she was writhing against him.

Their positioning made it difficult for him to give the same treatment to her other breast and from the way she was delightfully squirming he decided that it was time to move. A traditional man by nature, it seemed only right that Keelah's first time be in the sanctity of the bedroom. She gave a mew of protest when he released her nipple, but when he captured her mouth with his she hungrily responded. Not breaking the kiss he scooped her up from his lap and carried her down the hall to her bedroom. Rather than move directly to the bed, he gently placed her on her feet, his arms encircling her.

Keelah was craving as much contact as possible, and she melted into him, pressing the length of her body against him. Standing as they were, she couldn't help but feel the hardening bulge of his arousal against her belly. She waited for the inevitable tendrils of fear and anxiety to intrude, an ingrained residue from her experiences as a slave. To her surprise she felt none of those negative emotions. With a touch of wonder she shimmied against him, reveling in the fact that all she felt was the warm heat of her ardor.

Teal'c could see by the thoughtful pucker of her brow that she'd had some sort of revelation. Precisely what, he could not say, but the smile that tweaked her lips told him it was a good one. It was also clear to him that focused on herself, she was unaware of the effect her hesitant rubbing was having on him. He let her continue her 'experiment', fighting the innate urge to thrust against her. He felt his control start to slip and with a low moan he took a tiny step back even as he deepened their kiss. Tonight was about Keelah, not him. To shield that the movement was about his self-control, he slid his hands down her sides until they reached the bottom trim of her negligee. Then ever so slowly, his fingers slipped beneath, traveling back up the way they had come, lifting the silk. He felt her tense a little when his fingers skimmed over the scars at the back of her hips, but after a nervous sigh she let him draw the entire garment up over her head. He knew this was a pivotal moment for her, that standing before him in just bikinis took courage. "As I suspected, the negligee was hiding a divine gift beneath." The expression on her face told him that she didn't believe the compliment. His fingers laced with hers and he gently tugged her towards the dresser.

A little confused that he was leading her away from the bed, it took a moment for her to realize that he was positioning them in front of the half mirror on the dresser. He shifted so that he was standing behind her, removing the only obstruction from her view, and her head dipped in embarrassment staring at the floor, for in her mind her body was nothing to look at. He placed a kiss to the nape of her neck, his hand lifting hers and putting it palm down against her skin.

"Feel how soft and smooth your skin is..." he whispered in her ear, moving her hands over her belly. "Perfectly proportioned hips, waist and breasts...the seductive swell of your breasts..." He coaxed her into cupping one full mound with his left hand, while his right mimicked the caress with the other. "A woman's body, your body, was made to be worshiped...everything entices a man...me...to kneel before you and pay homage..."

As he spoke she found her eyes drawn to the mirror, the huskiness of his voice, the desire in his eyes, compelling her to see herself as he saw her. But a nagging in the back of her mind reminded her that while her front was unblemished, her back was not. "But my scars..." She sucked in a breath as Teal'c toyed with her nipple, sending another ripple of fire through her. "They are hideous."

"No," he denied, shifting both his hands to her back and lightly tracing the spidery lines crisscrossing her skin. "So delicate and yet so resilient...the marks do not detract from your beauty..." He felt her give an involuntary shudder at his touch, but from the way she leaned back slightly he knew it was not due to self-loathing. "They are nothing to be ashamed of." Gently he kissed a path down her back, his tongue darting out to swirl over a thin bump of healed tissue. He knelt behind her to concentrate on the larger patch marring the small of her spine. "They bear witness to what you have endured, instilling pride and honor of what you have survived. What they represent is as majestic as any other part of you, perhaps more so."

Keelah could barely concentrate on what he was saying. The nerves, normally slightly deadened from healing over, had suddenly sprung to life again. She could feel every caress of his lips, every swirl of his tongue, the warmth of his breath. But what she found truly amazing was the utter truth she heard in his tone, that he wasn't repulsed as she feared he would be; that he really did see them as a badge of honor. The sensations running through her body and the mix of emotions fluttering through her were so powerful that she felt herself go weak at the knees. Her hand dropped down to his shoulder behind her, seeking his support. "Teal'c." It came out as a plea, though for what she wasn't quite sure.

He steadied her and then placing a final tender kiss to the base of her spine, he rose, his arms snaking around her. "You are beautiful, Keelah, in body and spirit, do not let anyone tell you otherwise."

Despite herself, she found herself believing it. Teal'c made her feel beautiful and cherished. A distant thought on the fringe of her mind whispered that no other man could compare to the gentle giant now holding her so tenderly. The thought should have bore more intense scrutiny, but as Teal'c swept her up in his arms, this time heading for the bed, all she could focus on was the man himself.

As though she were made of glass, he laid her on the mattress and stretched out beside her. He kissed her slowly, gradually becoming more passionate as his hands roamed over her body. He spent a tantalizing amount of time caressing and teasing her breasts before lips replaced fingers. The first time his mouth closed over her nipple without the barriers of the negligee, Keelah's back arched off the bed.

"Oh my..." she gasped. Rivulets of desire shot through her, especially when he nipped with his teeth.

Teal'c couldn't stop his own moan of pleasure. He was slightly in awe of his role, to know that he was the first to make her writhe with desire; honored that she was allowing him to do so. It was a distinct turn on to know that he would be her first loving sexual encounter, but it was more than that. He had never had a woman respond so willingly to his touch, never had a woman felt so wonderfully warm and eager to him. It was driving his senses wild and it took monumental effort to shove his own ardor aside to focus entirely on pleasuring Keelah.

"More...I want more."

There was a breathy hitch to her voice, which played havoc with Teal'c's control. Her hands clasped his head, pressing him closer, almost forcing him to take more of her breast into his mouth. "More what?" he murmured against her skin. Playfully taking another nip before suckling a little bit harder and longer on the nipple so nicely taut between his lips.

"I...I don't know." There was a touch of frustration in her voice for she couldn't pinpoint what her body was demanding. The tingle ravishing her body had turned into a full blown continual pulse with every one of his kisses and caresses. "Just...more."

She wasn't aware of her hips unconsciously bucking into him but Teal'c felt it. His own body was alert to every wiggle, every breath, every moan and mew she gave. It was a sign to him that she was ready to move on to the next stage, the very thought of which made his mouth water and his heart thump rapidly in his chest. He relinquished his exploration of one of her delectable mounds and ever so slowly caressed the length of her outer thigh, testing for her response. For the barest of moments she tensed, then relaxed. Gradually he moved inwards.

His hand so close to her womanhood made the heat pool between her legs, and she realized that this was what her body was yearning for. Her lids closed, waiting for a more intimate caress, but his hand just continued to stroke the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. She peeked at him through languid eyes to see that he was watching her face intently for her reaction. It took another few seconds for her lust-riddled mind to comprehend that he was in fact waiting for her permission to go further. She kissed him fervently, thinking that would relay her positive agreement, yet his hand maddeningly only continued to brush back and forth. A soft mew of frustration blew from her and she a little jerkily shifted her legs, spreading them open a bit.

With a husky chuckle at her impatience, he asked, "Is this what you crave?" Ever so lightly his finger traced over the silk of the bikini's edge.

"Yessss," she hissed, surprising herself by the primordial urge starting to consume her. Her hips bucked when his entire hand cupped over her mound and he slowly rubbed back and forth.

Still kissing her, he applied slight pressure with his middle finger, caressing her through the silk, taking delight in how she gasped against his mouth. But when his finger became soaked in the hot juices of her arousal seeping through, his intention to tease her a little longer in that manner flew right out the window. He could no longer deny himself the pleasure of sampling her without any barriers. His index finger hooked the edge of the scrap of silk and drew it down her legs. However when he dropped the bikinis to the floor, he couldn't help but take a moment to enjoy the very alluring view of Keelah lying there naked on the bed, her chest heaving in anticipation, her eyes dark with desire with a touch of wildness begging for release. "So very beautiful," he sighed, the hunger in his tone causing a blush to tint her cheeks.

Though it took monumental effort to move away from her, he scooted to the end of the bed, so he was between her legs and then took his time, first kissing a path up her calves. Relished the little tremor that shook her when his tongue darted out to kiss the sensitive underside of her knee, while his hands gently massaged her legs, positioning them so they were slightly bent to give him better access to the treasure awaiting him at the apex of her thighs.

Keelah's breaths were coming more rapidly the higher his lips went up. If he didn't touch her soon in that most intimate spot she was going to go insane. She had no idea that this yearning could be so strong...so maddeningly frustrating and yet so wonderful. She could feel his hot breath puffing against the wetness that was seeping out of her and she tensed, waiting, hoping, pleading for him to move just those few centimeters closer. The first dart of his tongue sent a shiver right through her.

As delicately as cat lapping milk he delved between her moist folds, working his way up the length of her to her tiny pearl. He toyed his tongue around her, tempting the hooded nub into revealing itself, sucking gently.

Keelah's hands fisted into the quilt, this new sensation so strong that she had to stop herself from bucking off the bed. She never knew making love could be this way. None of her research had prepared her for the intensity of the feelings bombarding her now. And then whatever coherent thoughts she had vanished when she felt Teal'c's finger slowly slide into a place that had not known a touch of any kind before.

Teal'c pressed his finger into her opening. The analytical part of his mind insisted that he was simply testing her, judging how much resistance he'd be facing, so that he had an idea of how to proceed over the ensuing nights to prepare her for the final act of sex. But another part of his brain, one drenched in lust, scoffed at that logical reasoning. Pure desire drove his hand with a need to feel that virginal flesh. He groaned against her nether lips when her muscles contracted around his finger as he pumped it in and out. Praise the gods, but she is so tantalizingly tight! And yet he felt her muscles expand, accommodating the foreign intrusion. He dared to slide in a second finger.

Her breath became labored with each titillating swirl of his tongue and plunge of his fingers. "Please...don't..." the air whooshed from her mouth, "...stop."

It took a second for his mind to comprehend her words, his heart constricting. Breathing heavily he withdrew. Was I so consumed with my own desire that I misinterpreted Keelah's moans? Have my actions triggered memories of the abuse she has suffered and her squirms were of torment not pleasure?

The sensations rippling through her halted when Teal'c lifted his head breaking contact, and her body ached in frustration when his fingers left her body. She looked down at him with bewilderment to see that his eyes wore the same look of perplexity mixed with deep concern. "Wh...why did you stop?"

"You told me to." He propped himself up on his elbows, and kissed the inside of her thigh, though he didn't break eye contact with her. "Were you not enjoying my ministrations?"

"Not enjoying?" It came out a cry of disbelief. "I...I was saying 'don't stop' but..." She broke off her cheeks flushing.

The knot around Teal'c's heart unraveled as it became clear that memories of her brutal past had not intruded. "But what?" he asked gently, his fingers rubbing the length of the outside of her upper thigh in an encouraging gesture.

"My breath kept catching each time you touched a certain spot," she admitted.

He broke out into a wide grin. Would admit to certain amount of smugness at her revelation. "Perhaps we should devise a safe word that is not 'don't' nor 'stop'."

Another kiss to her thigh sent another glorious ripple through her. Teal'c's obvious pleasure at her admission melted away any embarrassment she felt from it. She partly sat up so that she could reach him to brush her fingers against his cheek. She knew what the purpose of a 'safe word' was from her research into sexual activities. "I know I will never need to use a safe word with you as my lover."

The complete trust she had in him pushed free another nail from the protective box Teal'c had built around his heart. Though he was aware of it happening this one time, he was not aware of just how many nails and boards had been loosened over the past few weeks since Keelah had arrived on base. Didn't know that as of now, all it would take was one good gust of metaphorical wind to blow the box down entirely. He stubbornly put it down to a progressive step of the friendship developing between them. He kissed her palm that was so gently stroking him. "It warms my soul to hear you say that."

They shared a smile and then Teal'c's dark eyes took on a playful gleam. His free hand lightly skimmed her thigh and continued on to the moist well he'd been so happily nuzzling a minute ago. "Is this the spot you spoke of?" His index finger traveled the path his tongue had taken. Was rewarded when she drew in an involuntary gasp.

"Oh, bless the gods, yes."

Ever so slowly he stroked her. "Shall I continue?"

"Yes...please...yes." It came out a loan moan and Keelah felt her cheeks blush again at how wanton she sounded.

"Music to my ears," he murmured, reminding her of his words from earlier in the evening about the five senses. He dipped his head, once again taking up the very pleasurable task of coaxing her to the brink.

Despite the interruption, it didn't take long for the smoldering embers of her desire to reignite. Unconsciously her legs spread wider, granting him as much access as she could. When his fingers once again slid back inside her, a sigh of pure bliss blew from her and she ground down, encouraging him to press deeper.

Though the angle was awkward, Teal'c kept his gaze pinned on the face of the woman squirming so delightfully under his ministrations. He didn't think he'd ever seen a more erotic image in his life as Keelah drew closer and closer to orgasm, and he didn't want to miss one moment of it. He could see her embrace the build up of sensations, her chest heaving in short gasps. Felt as her thighs began to tremble against his cheeks. Her hand scrabbled down, searching for another point of contact with him and he linked his free hand with hers. And those little sounds erupting from deep within her throat as she tossed away whatever shyness remained, to let out with abandon what she was feeling, touched his very soul.

Just when Keelah thought she couldn't take anymore of the tantalizing ache racing through her, Teal'c quickened the pace. Lights flashed behind her eyes and that magical tingle consuming her increased, converging between her legs. Her whole body jerked. She felt like she was exploding into a million tiny pieces while at the same time felt wave upon wave of divine utopia wash over her.

The sound of her orgasm was the most beautiful aria Teal'c had ever heard. As he eagerly lapped up the sweet flow of her essence, he had to fight to stop his own arousal from spilling forth. Absently it occurred to him that no other woman had driven him to the point of release without a single touch. His arousal had been brought on purely from watching Keelah's response to the pleasure he gave to her. Taking a final taste of her natural honey, he slid up the bed to hold her. Gasping to recover her breath, she let him cradle her in his arms. Gently he placed a kiss to her forehead waiting for the trembles of her aftershocks to subside. Became concerned when a tear leaked out from the corner of her eye and splashed onto his chest. "Are you alright?"

Speech was beyond her for the moment and she could only nod, holding him closer.

His thumb wiped the tear away and he tilted her head up to see her expression.

She gave him a bewildered, awed smile. "That was...I never knew..." She broke off, clearing the huskiness from her throat. "That was the most beautiful, fantastical thing I have ever experienced." Before he could respond, she pressed her lips to his. "Thank you."

"You are most welcome," he replied a tad gruffly. "It was my pleasure."

A shy yet cheeky grin lit up her face as her tongue darted out, licking from her lips the slight residue of herself that had transferred from Teal'c's mouth to hers. "My pleasure."

"Your pleasure," he confirmed. Unable to resist, his mouth again closed over hers.