Title: Unfinished Business

Rating: Adult

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. Author: GeNubia

John looked up, startled by Aeryn's sudden appearance.

"Couldn't sleep?" he asked.

Not wanting John to see her tears, Aeryn quickly turned around and headed back in the direction she had come. Wrapping her arms around her midsection Aeryn continued unaware down the corridor heading for her quarters. Sobs wracked her body causing her to stop as cramps and nausea from the held in emotions began.

Holding onto the bulkhead for support, Aeryn took several deep breaths in an attempt to regain control of her run away emotions. As the last spasm eased from the muscles of her abdomen Aeryn released her hold on the bulkhead and continued to her quarters. After several steps she realized that she was being followed. Listening intently as she continued to the door of her quarters she recognized the footsteps as belonging to John. "Frell, he must have seen me crying," she reasoned.

Watching Aeryn continue on to her quarters John wondered what could have possibly reduced her to tears. Worried when he saw her grabbing her stomach and collapsing against the bulkhead for support, he started forward to check on her but held back when he realized she would probably be offended when she realized that he knew she had lost control of those precious emotions of hers. Relief seethed inside of him as she straightened up and continued along the corridor towards her quarters. He watched her take several deep breaths and heard her breathing begin to become eratic again. Having seen enough, he decided it was time to let her know he was there. Coughing loudly to announce his presence John approached Aeryn. Aeryn stiffened and quickly wiped away the last of the tears that were sliding slowly down her face.

"John, what are you doing here?" she asked defensively. Holding up his hands in silent surrender she watched him warily as he moved to stand in front of her.

"I asked you a question," she began as John interrupted her.

"Aeryn.... why were you crying?"

"That is none of your business." Spinning on her heels she activated the entrance hatch to her quarters and walked inside and closed the hatch. Turning around she was surprised and angered to see Crichton lounging against the wall inside of her quarters.

"What the frell do you think you are doing? Get out of my quarters immediately," she demanded.

"Sweetheart, I don't know how to help you if you won't tell me what’s bothering you. I mean everyone has days when it all seems so overwhelming Aeryn, you aren't superwoman and it's natural for you to lose it every now and then," he stated.

Incensed that he had read her so well, Aeryn angrily began to pace the small area. Smiling John realized that she was trying to think of a response to his words.

"What are you smiling at, why is everything so funny to you?" she asked angrily. "I'm sick of that eternal smirk you always have on your face around me, I'm sick of you period." she yelled at him.

John waited patiently while she berated his existance, nodding his head in agreement at some of her accusations and smiling at others. She was so beautiful to watch when she wasn't upset but now she was down right ethereal. Her long dark hair was being tossed back and forth with the sharp movements of her head as she continued her tirade.

Tired of her insults and accusations John decided enough was enough. "Ok, Aeryn I get the picture, I'm leaving now glad to see you are feeling better." John straightened up from leaning on the wall and with a curt nod to the still tirading Aeryn moved to leave her quarters.

"Oh I'm not through yet human," Aeryn said as she moved to block his route to the entrance. "I was just getting warmed up." Looking into his eyes Aeryn took a quick step back as she realized she had made John angry.

"Sweetheart,"he began.

"I'm not your sweetheart," Aeryn relied. Capturing her arms and pinning them behind her she is surprised to hear him say,

"Yes, Aeryn, you are and you know it." John holds Aeryns hands in one fist behind her back, forcing her to arch her body against him, forcing her breasts up against his chest. Tangling his fingers in her hair he forces her head back.

He began to tenderly kiss Aeryn's face tasting the saltiness left behind by her earlier crying. John softly nuzzles Aeryn's neck. Aeryn eyes were closed, her body trembling from the overload of sensations she was feeling. Cool air touched and caressed her burning skin as John's lips left whatever they touched on fire craving for more. She felt the power of his arousal pressing against her thigh causing her to moan in anticipation of what was to come.

"Am I going too fast for you, baby," John asked as he continued his assault against her senses. His hands were all over her, his long fingers becoming tangles in her hair, trailing the arching length of her long slender neck, searching for and finally finding under her tank top the thrusting firmness of her breasts. Then frustrated his hands moved even lower while his lips continued their assault on Aeryn mouth, neck, temple and jawline.

Carefully he lowered her to the bed quickly undressing Aeryn, he was in awe of her beauty. Her breasts were perfect, her waists smooth and taut, her legs long and slender. He slowly stroked and caressed all that his eyes were seeing increasing his own arousal as he increased hers. Aeryn moaned and begged John to join her in the bed. Undressing, John was empowered by the desire in Aeryn's eyes as she looked at his naked body. Her gaze upon his naked body left him on fire everywhere it had touched. If looking at him did that he wondered what would happen when she touched him.

He lay down beside her, feeling the heat of her skin against his, her lithe body pressed against him, her breast warm and soft pressed against his chest. He was in heaven.

It was what he had longed for and dreamed of for so long. John kissed her throat, her shoulders, he lowered his mouth to her breasts. Aeryn moaned and arched her back as wave after wave of pleasure traveled her body. Then somehow she was on top of him straddling him, her wetness driving every rational thought from his head. Every cell of his body ached for completion. He wanted her like he had never wanted any other woman. John buried himself deep inside of Aeryn causing her to gasp.

"Aeryn, you ok- am i hurting you?"

"No, ummmmm feels delicious," she moaned. Her hips rocked back and forth as she took control of the mating. With a groan that came from the depths of his soul he plunged into her over and over, holding onto her hips to deepen the contact between them.

Aeryn tangled her fingers in his hair and began kissing him her tongue mimicking the act of their mating, causing John to lose what control he had. Release came to them both in those heated moments of exquisite torture. Shimmering, pulsing, waves of pleasure cascaded over both of them. Aeryn collapsed against John's chest, trembling as after shocks of pleasure continued to assault her body. Lifting her chin up so he could see her face John was surprised to see the slight smile on her face and the warmth in her eyes.

Rolling off of John onto her side Aeryn began to stroke his damp skin, small, light, fluttering strokes that soothed and excited at the same time. Pulling his head down to join his mouth with hers, Aeryn began the mating anew.

The End.