Busted out of my little writing drought with a random not-quite-kink SGA ficlet set during Epiphany 🥳
Time well spent; John/Avrid & John/Teer
cw: incest-adjacent, rated M
John heaved himself out of the wooden bath with a wistful thought for Atlantis and its endless supply of steaming hot water. Not to mention proper showers…
Wrapping what passed for a towel loosely around his hips with a sigh, he walked back out into the single main room of the little house he’d been given— and pulled up short at the sight of Avrid waiting by the front door.
“Sorry, I, uh… didn’t hear you come in,” John offered with an awkward laugh, suddenly all too aware of the fact that he was still dripping wet, his ‘towel’ thin and clinging and… sitting very low. Low enough to be called indecent, probably.
Not that the dark-haired villager seemed to mind.
