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Random (silly) musings on Teal'c thoughts just after coming to Earth.
Tradition
stungunbilly
Teal'c thought often of the succulence of Danieljackson's mouth, the wetness of his eyes, and the taut plumpness of the flesh on his cheeks. Only once had he beheld the man without clothing, but had found him most attractive. In times past, there was no doubt that the man would have been one of those he kept for himself, a painted vassal in his pleasure house. Never would this now occur, for amongst the Tau'ri such things could not be accepted.
Apophis was no god, but sometimes Teal'c missed the old ways.
Tradition
stungunbilly
Teal'c thought often of the succulence of Danieljackson's mouth, the wetness of his eyes, and the taut plumpness of the flesh on his cheeks. Only once had he beheld the man without clothing, but had found him most attractive. In times past, there was no doubt that the man would have been one of those he kept for himself, a painted vassal in his pleasure house. Never would this now occur, for amongst the Tau'ri such things could not be accepted.
Apophis was no god, but sometimes Teal'c missed the old ways.
