Title: Tearing Down The Wall

Author: GeNubia

Rating: Erotica

Disclaimer: Farscape is the property of NINE NETWORKS AUSTRALIA, SCIFI.COM, HALLMARK ENTERTAINMENT, AND THE JIM HENSON COMPANY. All Farscape characters etc, belong to them. This story and its content and original characters I create belong to me.

Shout Outs: I would like to dedicate all erotica and slash fics I write to the memory of CP aka Chiana's Pet. He convinced me to write my first slash fic and along with ScaperZen and Chaoswar thoroughly corrupted me.

Tearing Down The Wall

The dark dusty passage way seemed to stretch endlessly into the gloom ahead. Dust motes fell, softening the glare of the artificial lighting, when two strangers moved along ways long abandoned leaving footsteps on floors not walked on for eons.

Aeryn tried not comment on John’s obvious fascination with every little thing. He was like some of the carefree children she had seen on other planets. Running around, dragging her from interest to interest. Picking up old pieces of pottery fragments and trying to put them back together. His enthusiasm was distracting and frustrating. She wanted to feel what he was feeling, the newness of it all, but such spontaneity had long been driven out of her by rigid training and expectations by Peacekeeper command.

Shrugging as he wandered off again to look at the strange markings on the wall she scanned another area of the large complex searching for anything that could be responsible for the large energy source they had detected aboard Moya.

"I don't get it," John complained, stopping to remove yet another rock from his boots. "According to the data Pilot got while when we were asleep, the energy readings from down here in these ruins were off the charts. It couldn't have just disappeared."

“It hasn’t. It’s fluctuating rapidly. Here one microt and somewhere else the next. Makes me wonder if its a constant source at all and not some type of lifeform moving around down on this dead and dusty planet.” Aeryn finished sneezing several times in concession as if to prove her point about the dust.

"Well,” she sniffed, “ we will just have to continue searching, whatever is generating that much power could be our answer to Moya's starburst problem from nourishing the baby. If that energy can be converted to an alternate energy source for the baby then Moya won’t have to reroute so much of her resources to the babe's upkeep," Aeryn explained.

"Aeryn,.... I'm not stu... forget it." Walking away disgusted John continued to study the heiroglyphs on the wall. " According to Zhaan these temples and other ruins are Delvian. They were ahhh...pretty wild. Even on earth the Egyptians didn’t put stuff like this in their temples. Hmm they are definitely interesting from this angle," John chuckled delightfully. His smile widened while he examined the latest in a series of heiroglyphs he had dubbed the

“Delvian Kama Sutra.” John flushed lightly and his breath quicked when a particular erotic scene imprinted Aeryn and himself making love in that position. His groin tightened and began grow hard as his imagination went wild and desire cursed through his blood.

"Wait, I just got a good reading," Aeryn exclaimed excitedly. "Frelling dren, its gone just like that."

"Yeah...okay...that’s--nice," John replied absently, moving farther down the passageway, clearly enraptured by the heiroglyphs and the desire driven fantasy raging in his head.

Aeryn glanced up briefly from the equipment readout to see what he was looking at now. Snorting in disgust she ducked her head to prevent him from seeing the scarlet flush creeping up her neck and face. John paused. The next pictograph couldn’t be possible, but...it looked like Aeryn and him-self...but..that just couldn’t be. Could it? Cocking his head to the side, he strolled up to the wall, running his fingers along the clean lines of the heiroglyph, he rubbed his fingers together lightly. No dust. Amazed he walked to the next one, no dust there either. The woman definitely was Aeryn, and the man, he moaned...his breath quickened and his groin tightened, the man was definitely him. The image began to glimmer. Enraptured he looked on. Aeryn. So real and right in front of him on the wall. All he had to do was reach out and touch her. The warning bells in his head rang briefly as his hand slowly lifted and began to trace the contours of the “Aeryn” on the wall.

"There it goes again John," Aeryn said. "One minute it's there and the next minute it's not. I just don’t get it," she mumbled. Vaguely registering what Aeryn was saying or doing, John was too caught up in the fantasy of the images of his and Aeryn’s lovemaking to notice that the wall was changing. It was shimmering and glistening as if wet.

Like a flip book. Only the pictures were lifesize he thought. He wanted to see the grand finally. Would the heiroglyph of Aeryn in the throws of passion, trapped in orgasm, be as fantastic as his wildest dreams. John groaned as his sex spasmed painfully against the leather pants. He leaned against the heiroglyph and took several gulping breaths in an effort to guide his runaway libido under control. Surprise then horror filled Johns mind as he realized his hand was beginning to fade from sight as was the rest of his body. A brief cry of distress was all he was allowed as the rest of him followed suit.

Aeryn whipped around and began running back down the corridor towards the sound of John's horrified cry. "John!" Aeryn called frantically. "John, where are you?" Making a complete sweep of the area only yielded John's footprints in front of the section of wall he was staring at. Giving the pictograph only a cursory glance Aeryn continued backtracking along the corridor heading for the entrance. Breathlessly she reached the entry way and no John. Aeryn hitched her pulse rifle on her shoulder and returned inside.

"Okay, if I am to find him alive I must recreate his every step," she decided. "Basically all he did was oggle at these frelling pictographs." Typical male she thought. Resigned to oggle in hopes of finding some clue to John's whereabouts, Aeryn followed their trail into the temple. Aeryn looked at each pictograph carefully, examining every aspect of the paintings on the walls.

"These Delvian Ancients were obsessed with sex it would appear," Aeryn said aloud. "Frell, now I'm talking to myself. John you had better have a very good reason for this," Aeryn yelled into the darkness ahead. Continuing to walk along, Aeryn used her flashlight to illuminate each pictograph she found John's footprints in front of. Looking at the pictographs in various positions of love making was starting to become more and more interesting as she continued down the corridor. "Hmm, that looks very painful," she thought aloud, of a pictograph of a woman with all her limbs tied to a bed.

Groggily, John opened his eyes. "Oh my gawdddddddddd," he moaned as he realized he was stark naked and tied with ropes to a large bed. "This is not happening to me," John reasoned. "Aeryn got tired of me slowing her down and hit me over the head with her pulse rifle. And all this is in my imagination. I'm going to wake up and it will all just be a bad memory." Closing his eyes again John slowly opened one and then the other. "Aerynnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!!!" he began screaming at the top of his lungs.

Aeryn continued along the corridor looking at pictograph after pictograph of naked men and women in various sexual positions. The more she looked the more they looked like John and her-self. Hmm...must be my imagination running wild. By the time she returned to the area John footsteps ended she was thoroughly aroused. She laughed lightly, momentarily, finding John had taken a back seat to the image in front of her. There she was astride John while he was to a bed. His hands and feet each fixed to a post on the elaborate furniture.

"Yes, I like that one," Aeryn hissed under her breath. "If I was going to be with John this is definitely the way. With him subserviant to me." Laughing Aeryn imagined John laying on there tied up, helpless, unable to touch her, while she did everything and anything she desired to his naked body. Blushing. Aeryn looked away briefly. Aeryn began to walk past the pictograph in hopes of finding more of John's footprints. "Wait that wasn't there before." As she watched, a sheen appeared on the painting making it shimmer and glisten in the darkened corridor. "Hmmmm, it looks wet, I wonder what this is," she said touching the slick looking surface.

***

Feeling a weight on the bed beside him, John squeezed his eyes shut, afraid of what or who he would find beside him should he open them. Aeryn watched John as his respirations began to quicken and sweat began to bead up on his upper lip and forehead.

Smiling sadly she realized she had failed him and herself. Now she was trapped too. Adjusting her position on the bed she continued to examine John's naked body. Impressive. John is lucky he is not sebacean she thought. With a cock and balls like that he would definitely be breeding stock. Aeryn sobered quickly. She didn’t want to think of John with other women. She knew he had a past and in her heart she felt that she was his future. Aeryn began to examine the bed to avoid facing her wayward thoughts. The large structure had elaborately carved posts of figures in sexual positions, entertwined so that you didn’t know where one began and the other one ended. There was nothing else. Just the bed surrounded on all sides and above by a wall of darkness. It would appear they were in some type of bubble of light. The only things visible were themselves and the lucious bed holding John captive.

Checking his ropes she sighed. They had no beginning and no end apparently. Odd. It was like a fantasy, a disjointed dream, but it was so real. She was real. Aeryn pinched John on the side and smiled wryly when he cursed. Yes he is real and very naked. Aeryn flushed as she realized that she too was naked. "John it's me," she said aloud. "It's Aeryn." "John?"

"Aeryn, is that really you?" John asked skeptically--his eyes still squeezed tightly shut.

"Open your eyes John," Aeryn sighed impatiently. Slowing opening his eyes John focused on Aeryn's face. His features relaxed slightly and he let out a long drawn sigh. "You will have to ummm excuse my state of undress," he apologized. John's eyes widened the way only a man's appreciative eyes could when he realized that Aeryn was just as naked as he was.

"Problem with your eyes?" Aeryn asked wryly. Blushing, John looked down to his rapidly tightening groin.

"No, the problem is isn't my damn eyes," he sighed. "Aeryn, try to find a way to untie me so we can get out of here."

“There is no untieing, there is no out. I already looked.”

“Damn! What the heck are we suppose to do?” he lamented.

"John, what happened right before you disappeared?"

"The wall started looking all funny," he gasped as Aeryn's naked breast grazed him when she leaned over him to see if she could draw the coverlet up.

"I mean what were you thinking before you ended up here?" Aeryn clarified as she checked the ropes that secured his feet, yes he is nice and strapped down, her mind reasoned. He can’t say no....he can only lay there and..... " John, it would appear that whoever captured us or whatever captured us did so for a specific reason. Now what were you thinking?"

"How is that going to get us out of here Aeryn?" John flushed and looked away remembering the scene on the wall and the way he had caressed it’s lines wishing they were the flesh and blood Aeryn’s curves his finger was following instead.

"John!" Aeryn insisted.

Rolling his eyes John answered, "I was thinking about what it would be like to uhhhh, to uhhhh, you know." he finished lamely.

"To what?! Have sex with me like this?" Aeryn retorted angrily. "With you it would never be sex Aeryn," John replied quietly, his eyes never leaving her face, willing her to see how much he cared for her even if he could not bring him-self to admit it aloud.

"Then what would it be?" She watched him closely, a part of her wanted to hear him tell her what his eyes were shouting. “I love you, I need you, I desire you and I want you!” they told her with fire and passion. Swallowing several times to ease the sudden dryness in her throat Aeryn looked away.

John cursed himself for letting his guard down for an instant. Now she knew how he truly felt about him. She was probably laughing at him. Damn why was it so hard to keep his emotions under control when she was around. Damn now she will back off and hided even deeper in that tough facade of hers. Damn. Damn. Damn!

"John," Aeryn said quietly as she lay down beside him.

"What," he replied afraid to hear her next words.

"If it wouldn't be sex, what would it be between us?" she asked him shyly.

"Uh--Aeryn, I don't think you’re ready to hear that from me." John told her quietly.

"Well then," she said swallowing visably to hold back the threatening tears, "I think that we are going to be stuck here forever."

"Aeryn, I didn't mean to say anything that would hurt you. I...I--It's just that I'm afraid I would be the one getting hurt,” he admitted. Frustrated by his bonds and unable to move John willed Aeryn to look at him. He was shocked, a trail of silent tears glistened in the low light as the slipped silently down her face. Deciding now was as good a time as ever, John took a deep steadying breath.

"Aeryn, just listen to me okay? Aeryn Sun, I love you. I don’t know if the microbes translate what I am saying to you correctly so I have to tell you in more words than just love. In my world, love, is the purest emotion someone can have for someone else. It also comes in many different depths. The way I feel about you is different from the way I love my family and friends. You are that forever kind of love. The way I feel about you is the way a man feels about the woman he wants in his life for always. The kind of love that grows old together, forever, together kind of love. I don't exactly know when I fell in love with you but I know that I am. I have been attracted to you physically every since the day we first met but I was afraid you hated my guts and would use your pulse rifle on me. Having D'Argo chasing me around in hyper-rage is enough to deal with. Having two of you chasing me around trying to kill me would have been too much." he finished.

"John, shut up," Aeryn ordered in a teasing voice placing her hand over his mouth to prevent him from further talk. Smiling at him she began to look at his body with renewed interest.

"Remember when we were trapped in the Flax and we thought we were going to die?" she queried trailing a hand down his chest towards his navel. "We started something that I have been hoping you wanted to finish." she continued. Aeryn reveled in the sense of power filling her as John's body reacted to her touch. She watched as his erection swelled and grew as she stroked his sides and his legs purposely skipping over his manhood.

"Yyessssss," John hissed softly as Aeryn's hand brushed against his thigh, "I relive that day often. We never got to finish what you started," he gasped as Aeryn began to kiss the inside of his thigh.

"Well, let's talk about this," Aeryn smiled at John's sigh of disappointment as she returned to his side and propped herself up on her elbow never taking her eyes or hands off of his body.

"Say, it again John." Aeryn pleaded. Smiling as she continued to torture his needy body with her soft caresses John turned his head towards her only to be met by her soft lips pressed against his mouth. "Say it," she mumbled against his lips as she levered her body upon his.

"Aeryn, I love you," John gasped as he felt her wetness pulsating against the tip of his shaft. Lowering herself gingerly onto his throbbing manhood Aeryn smiled in triumph. Her first loving with John and she was in complete control of it. She would control everything about it. Aeryn sat there straddling him enjoying the feel of him deep inside of her filling her up as his erection continued to grow. The tightness began to ease as her passion caressed and lubricated his shaft. Wave after wave of hot tingling sensation willed her body to move against John’s.

John watched Aeryn, he was shocked! Aeryn had had to have been abstinate for a long time now. She was as tight as a virgin. Gawd but she was tight. She gripped him in and held him there. Her walls began to relax and her wetness increased as she rocked against him, her hands actively stroking and caressing his face, nipples, lips, and snaking behind her to stroke his balls. His ego rationalized that she couldn't have had more than one or two lovers before him. As a surge of jealously filled him he knew that he would be the only one to ever make love to her again. She was his now, in every way and if his hands and legs were untied he would show her and tell her with his body as well as with words. As if someone was listening to his thoughts John found his bonds suddenly gone.

Taking advantage of his freedom before Aeryn became aware, John began to caress Aeryn's breast, squeezing, kneading, rubbing the nubs with the palm of his hands. Her moans tore at him, and something inside of him broke free as she increased her rhythm, blindly seeking the promise hiding at the edge of her awareness.

Holding onto her hips he scooted them back so that his back was flush against the headboard. "More leveraged," .... he explained in sharp gasps as he tried to control the urge to take over the pace. "Ummmmmmmmm what," Aeryn said completely unaware of what he had said.

"Nothing," John replied softly watching the different expressions flitting across Aeryn's face as differerent sensations and intensities of pleasure affected her body. Lowering his head he took her nipple into his mouth suckling on it,caressing it with his tongue, slowly allowing it to slip from his mouth. He watched as it constricted into an even tighter tip as he blew cool air over its moist ladened skin. John gasped grabbing Aeryn’s hips forcing her motion to stop. Leaning his head against her chest he took several gasping breaths and fought the wall of pleasure threatening to erupt inside of him.

“You’re taking us too fast,” he moaned, “keep this pace up and I won’t be able to hold out, gawd but you feels so good wrapped around me like that,” he mumbled against her breast before suckling it again.

Aeryn began to tremble with the effort it took not to move against his throbbing hardness inside of her. “John I can’t...it feels too good,” she apologized. Moving his hands from her hips around her waist to cup her buttocks. Freed from his grip she began the slow gyrating dance again. Reveling in the pressure and the feel of his erect member sliding in and out of the tight wet warmth.

"Slow down Aeryn," he moaned. "I can't," she whimpered as she moved against him in an increasing rhythm. John pushed Aeryn off of his swollen pulsating flesh. His heart constricted as he heard her moans of frustration and unfulfillment. He watched in awe as she curled up and tears began to slip from her eyes as she rocked her self to and fro as she took his withdrawl from the esquisite pleasure as rejection. The pain and accusal in her eyes cut into his heart and he rushed to explain his actions.

"It's alright baby," he said between gasps for air. "I just want it to last a little longer. I want you so damn much that I’m being greedy. I want this....us together like this to be...perfect for you." he explained as he drew in another gulp of air.

"John, I’m with you now. It’s perfect to me. Please...," Aeryn whimpered in a needy, desire filled voice, her eyes pleading with him to let her control their loving, as she straddled him once more. This time the union was not the gentle, slow, exploratory, gyrating ride she had initiated before. This time Aeryn immediately took him in aided by the lubrication from her moist womanly center. John gasped as waves of pleasure assaulted him. Hungrily he began to lick Aeryn's flesh, sucking on it, nipping it causing her to gasp and increase her pace as her hot core slipped over and over and tightened against his throbbing flesh. John grasped her hips, this time not to stop or slow her but to aid her frantic up and down movements against his.

They rode waves of pleasure, slowing down and stopping the ride over and over again to increase the stolen moments they had found. Aeryn continued to drive John past the point of no return with the thrust of her hips against him while his fingers and mouth continued to torment her mimicking the act of thier joined bodies as he sucked her nipples. She wanted it all, she wanted his mouth on her breast, she wanted his hands roving her sweat slickened body, she wanted, she wanted him. "John," she cried out as the damn burst inside of her spilling forth waves of orgasmic pleasure.

John heard her cry of completion and it drove him out of his mind. "My woman, she is finally mine!" was all he could think as he drove deeper and deeper into her. He felt her hot wet insides throbbing and clutching around him as her orgasm erupted over the swollen, love slicked erection. Unable to hold back any longer, knowing that Aeryn was his now, John gave in to the burning desire within him to fill her with his seed.

Aeryn heard John's soft curse as his control cracked, she felt the added wetness as he came inside of her. She felt his cock spasm again and again, jerking inside of her as he released his seed. His body trembled and shook with each spasm before he was spent and collapsed against the headboard.

Aeryn rested against John's sweat slicked chest relishing the comfort of his hands while he absently stroked and caressed her back soothingly. Weakly she lifted her head and looked at him surprised to see a single tear sliding quietly down his face. She captured it on her finger and looked from John to the tear.

“I love you. What we just shared was so incredible...so beautiful...gawd Aeryn I love you,” he told her in an emotion ladened voice unafraid to finally let he know how moved he had been by their lovemaking.

John watched as Aeryn's carefully guarded barriers came tumbling down. He watched as his bud blossomed into the most beautiful and exotic orchid he had ever seen. Gently stroking her cheek he was surprised when Aeryn turned her cheek into his hand and placed a single kiss on his palm. "John," she began in a small shy voice that strenghtened with determination at her next words. "John, I love you so.......

Hearing a voice calling him from a distance John tried to open his eyes. He felt weak and drained. "What happened to me," he moaned as he struggled to open his eyes. Sitting up groggily he continued to rub his eyes, trying to focus on the voice close to his ear. Squinting he could barely make out Zhaan's features. If not for her blue skin coloring she was just an unrecognizable blur. Laughing at the thought of Zhaan being a blue blurr.

John grabbed his head as it filled with pain. Taking several deep gasping breaths he tried to stand. "Where is Aeryn, Zhaan?" he gasped as the pain almost dropped him back to his knees. Leaning against the wall for support John saw another blur curled up it appeared a few feet away. Stumbling and staggering towards it he tripped falling down withing inches of Aeryn's face. "Aeryn," he whispered, lowering his head as a wave of nausea washed over him. "Aeryn," he heard Zhaan call as he slipped back into unconciousness.

Zhaan watched them worriedly. Of all the temples the two had decided to search why this one. As soon as she had entered she had known to keep her eyes averted from the scenes on the walls. She had made D'Argo wait outside when she realized where they were. The luxon had been livid but he feared her story of a Delvian demon even more. Zhaan chuckled Delvian demon indeed. The only demon here is the fear to face your own deepest desires and the only cure is to face them. Apparently they won against that fear. Smiling knowingly she looked from Aeryn to John wondering if they would remember what had occurred between them in the dreamscape they had been trapped in. For their sakes I hope they do.

Zhaan prepared the stimulant injection along with a pain killer for the headache that John had exhibited. "Just in case Aeryn has one...." she said to herself as she prepared a pain killer for Aeryn also. Injecting both of them with the medication she waited patiently for them to regain conciousness. A few microns later groans from the disoriented couple alerted Zhaan to their recovery. Sighing with relief she hurried over to them to help them to their feet.

"Thank you, Zhaan," John told her smiling now that his headache was gone.

"Thank you for what?" Aeryn asked. "Why am I on the ground and why am I so sore?" she asked puzzled.

"The stimulants and the pain medication I administered may leave you a bit groggy but you will regain full memory of the days event in an arn or so what you choose to do with those memories is up to you," she said as she looked piercingly at each one for emphasis. "Come." Zhaan said simply and headed for the entrance to the temple. A slow grin spread on Zhaan's face as she thought about the fun she would have watching the two "lovers" learning to deal with what had occured between them. And they were lovers; she had seen the new image that had replaced the one that had been previously of a Delvian couple. Now a Sebacean female with long dark hair and a human male with and impressive sex organ graced the pictograph. Sighing Zhaan listened to the bickering couple behind her as they each blamed the other for their woes. Yes it will be a most interesting time.