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John walked through the door to his quarters and dropped his gear onto the small couch. It was dark out, either very late or very early, he wasn’t really sure. The mission that was supposed to take only a couple hours had taken almost two days after Rodney found some cool new toy. He wiped a tired hand over his face and sat down to unlace his boots. He pulled them off, then stood up and began to unbutton his shirt. He saw a crumpled uniform on his floor that he didn’t remember leaving there and boots by the door that were definitely too small to be his. He pulled his shirt off and undid his belt. He looked around the corner at his bed and saw a slim, distinctly feminine form. He stripped down to his black boxer-briefs and smiled as he climbed under the sheet. He pulled the woman close and buried his face in her soft, blonde hair, inhaling the sweet scent that was uniquely hers.
EJ rolled over to face John and gave him a sleepy smile, “You’re home.”
“I am. Sorry it took so long,” he kissed her nose, “Why are you in my bed? Not that I mind, just curious.”
“Couldn’t sleep. Your bed is more comfortable,” EJ nuzzled into the side of his neck, “And I was missing you.”
John ran a hand up her thigh, across her hip, and slipped it under her shirt to rest at her waist. He kissed the side of her neck softly and leaned back to look at her. He sat halfway up and pulled the sheet down to her waist.
“Emma, are you wearing my shirt again?” John asked with a smirk.
She laughed and pressed a kiss to his chest. She sat up enough to pull the shirt over her head, dropped it onto the floor next to the bed, and laid back down.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about, John. I would never do such a thing,” she said cheekily.
John looked at the beautiful woman lying in his bed, wearing only a naughty smile and a scrap of blue cotton that could barely be called panties.
“Of course not,” he leaned over her and kissed her thoroughly.
When she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer, he discovered he wasn't nearly as tired as he thought.