Fic: Rodney's Toy
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sga_flashficTitle: Rodney’s Toy
Author: Rosaleen Bàn
Fandom: Stargate: Atlantis
Pairing: McShep
Genre: PWP
Rating: NC-17
Wordcount: 1,200
Summary: It started as a PWP, then turned into an answer to the One Item challenge, then went back to PWP. All you really need to know is that there’s sex.
Disclaimer: is this really necessary?
Rodney’s Toy
Part 1/1
There were bets about it.
No one really knew what Rodney had brought to Atlantis as his one possession. Some said it was chocolate. A couple of scientists hypothesized it was the expensive ground coffee that no one else ever seemed to get more than the aromatic fumes of. Ford had once told John that it was a box filled with pictures of his cat. John wasn’t actually sure if he was serious or just making fun of their personal geek. John had always thought it would be something to pamper himself with - Rodney was the type to like pampering.
Rodney himself had been very closemouthed on the subject, only telling John and the others that it was none of their business. Eventually, everyone else had given up. After all, Rodney had been keeping military secrets behind his teeth since adolescence. If he didn’t want a secret out, it would stay hidden.
John wasn’t one to give up so easily, though. It had taken three months and one very pleasurable seduction, but he was finally going to make his lover cave. He was sure of it. They were spread out on Rodney’s bed, and Rodney had just (finally) put his laptop away and was giving John the attention he deserved when he asked.
“Please, Rodney,” John whined in his lover’s ear. “I share my stuff with you.”
“What would I want with your college football DVDs or your Russian novels?” Rodney asked, but John heard a hint of teasing in his voice
“Come on,” John persisted. He leaned in to nibble his lover’s ear and pull down on his jacket’s zipper. “I’ll make it worth your while.”
After only a couple of weeks together, he already knew just what to do to manipulate Rodney. Rodney leaned into his touch greedily. “Fine,” Rodney said. “But first I want you naked.”
John smiled. He could do this. He liked playing games.
He stripped slowly, giving Rodney a bit of a show. He loved the look in his lover’s eyes as he stripped - hungry and desperate enough to seem to be devouring him already.
He fell back onto the bed, arranging his body to give Rodney the best view. Rodney’s eyes never left his exposed body as he followed suite and stripped as well.
“Now do I get to see?” John asked, horney but still stubborn.
“Soon,” Rodney said, draping himself over John. He leaned down to kiss him hungrily, desperately, conveying his need. John kissed back with equal force, reaching up to pull Rodney into him.
“Prep me,” Rodney said, pressing a tube of lube into John’s hand. John smiled into their kiss; he much as he loved to be filled himself, he loved to top. There was nothing quite like the feeling of being totally surrounded by your lover. He covered his fingers in the slick gel and pressed them against Rodney’s opening. Just as he was pressing the first finger in, Rodney began to press a finger into him as well, opening him up.
John pulled away for a moment, “What -?”
“Trust me,” Rodney said, smiling. “You’ll like this.”
John raised an eyebrow, but Rodney just pushed him down and slipped another finger into him. John shrugged and continued his prep, moving down to scatter kisses against Rodney’s neck and shoulders. He loved the sounds Rodney made, the taste of his skin, the feeling of his fingers in Rodney, and Rodney filling him. Then Rodney’s other hand ghosted along his dick and balls. Fuck. He couldn’t help moaning at the sensations, surrendering to whatever Rodney had planned.
After a few short minutes, Rodney pulled back and slipped off the bed, leaving John alone on the army-issued blanket. “What the fuck?” He asked, rolling over to pull Rodney back up beside him.
Rodney was already climbing up on the bed beside him, concealing something dark and smooth in his right hand. Once again, he draped himself over John, kissing him into oblivion and making him forget his curiosity for the moment.
Just as John lost himself completely to Rodney’s hot mouth, he felt something hard and slicked pressed against his ass. “Rodney, what is that?” he asked.
Rodney gave John his lopsided grin, the one he knew turned John on to no end. “Just relax and let me get it in. Then you can fuck me.”
John’s eyes widened. He was going to - with that in him?
Rodney kissed him again, and he relaxed, trusting his lover to know what he was doing. “Butt plug,” Rodney explained with an evil grin as the object slipped in and hit John’s prostate.
“Fuck,” he moaned, writhing a bit. The movement shifted the plug inside him, sending another shock of pleasure. “Rodney!”
“Like that?” Rodney asked, deftly moving over John until his ass was right above John’s straining dick. Thank God he was taking control here - John could barely breath without jarring the plug.
He forced his arms to reach up and grab Rodney’s hips, pulling them down as Rodney guided himself onto him.
The sensation of being simultaneously filled and surrounded was almost more than he could handle. He knew he couldn’t last long like this.
But he wanted - needed - more. Rodney was motionless, almost teasing John with his immobile presence. “Please?” John begged after giving Rodney more than enough time to adjust, thrusting slightly upwards to try to get Rodney moving.
Rodney began to move rhythmically, fucking him hard and slow. John concentrated on the conflicting sensations and Rodney’s litany of, “Yes! Oh fuck, yes! John!”
He looked down to see Rodney moving over him, stroking himself as John’s dick moved in him. That sight alone was enough to push him over the edge most night - now he couldn’t stop himself from coming hard, moaning Rodney’s name.
Rodney came a moment later, spraying John with hot spurts.
“Wow,” John said as Rodney collapsed on him. He arched his back as Rodney reached around to pull the butt plug out.
Rodney didn’t even answer. He just rolled onto his back next to John, panting.
John took a moment to catch his breath before rolling onto his side to face Rodney. “What in the world possessed you to bring a butt plug as your one possession, McKay?”
Rodney put an arm around him and curled his fingers through John’s hair. “Are you complaining?” he asked in an altogether too self-satisfied voice.
“Not at all,” John said as he leaned into Rodney’s touch. One of his best kept secrets was how much he loved to have his unkempt mane played with. “Just curious.”
“Well, until about two weeks ago, I thought there was a good chance I’d never have sex with a man again, with the strong military presence in Atlantis and all. And military chicks never go for me, either, so unless I had relationship with people in my own science team, I was looking at a lifetime of celibacy. What would you do, Major?”
John nodded. “Makes sense, then.”
“Besides,” Rodney said. “That’s not the only thing I brought - that was just what I put in the little box they gave us.”
John smirked. If this was any indication, he was looking very forward to finding out what else Rodney had smuggled into Atlantis.
~fin~
Author: Rosaleen Bàn
Fandom: Stargate: Atlantis
Pairing: McShep
Genre: PWP
Rating: NC-17
Wordcount: 1,200
Summary: It started as a PWP, then turned into an answer to the One Item challenge, then went back to PWP. All you really need to know is that there’s sex.
Disclaimer: is this really necessary?
Rodney’s Toy
Part 1/1
There were bets about it.
No one really knew what Rodney had brought to Atlantis as his one possession. Some said it was chocolate. A couple of scientists hypothesized it was the expensive ground coffee that no one else ever seemed to get more than the aromatic fumes of. Ford had once told John that it was a box filled with pictures of his cat. John wasn’t actually sure if he was serious or just making fun of their personal geek. John had always thought it would be something to pamper himself with - Rodney was the type to like pampering.
Rodney himself had been very closemouthed on the subject, only telling John and the others that it was none of their business. Eventually, everyone else had given up. After all, Rodney had been keeping military secrets behind his teeth since adolescence. If he didn’t want a secret out, it would stay hidden.
John wasn’t one to give up so easily, though. It had taken three months and one very pleasurable seduction, but he was finally going to make his lover cave. He was sure of it. They were spread out on Rodney’s bed, and Rodney had just (finally) put his laptop away and was giving John the attention he deserved when he asked.
“Please, Rodney,” John whined in his lover’s ear. “I share my stuff with you.”
“What would I want with your college football DVDs or your Russian novels?” Rodney asked, but John heard a hint of teasing in his voice
“Come on,” John persisted. He leaned in to nibble his lover’s ear and pull down on his jacket’s zipper. “I’ll make it worth your while.”
After only a couple of weeks together, he already knew just what to do to manipulate Rodney. Rodney leaned into his touch greedily. “Fine,” Rodney said. “But first I want you naked.”
John smiled. He could do this. He liked playing games.
He stripped slowly, giving Rodney a bit of a show. He loved the look in his lover’s eyes as he stripped - hungry and desperate enough to seem to be devouring him already.
He fell back onto the bed, arranging his body to give Rodney the best view. Rodney’s eyes never left his exposed body as he followed suite and stripped as well.
“Now do I get to see?” John asked, horney but still stubborn.
“Soon,” Rodney said, draping himself over John. He leaned down to kiss him hungrily, desperately, conveying his need. John kissed back with equal force, reaching up to pull Rodney into him.
“Prep me,” Rodney said, pressing a tube of lube into John’s hand. John smiled into their kiss; he much as he loved to be filled himself, he loved to top. There was nothing quite like the feeling of being totally surrounded by your lover. He covered his fingers in the slick gel and pressed them against Rodney’s opening. Just as he was pressing the first finger in, Rodney began to press a finger into him as well, opening him up.
John pulled away for a moment, “What -?”
“Trust me,” Rodney said, smiling. “You’ll like this.”
John raised an eyebrow, but Rodney just pushed him down and slipped another finger into him. John shrugged and continued his prep, moving down to scatter kisses against Rodney’s neck and shoulders. He loved the sounds Rodney made, the taste of his skin, the feeling of his fingers in Rodney, and Rodney filling him. Then Rodney’s other hand ghosted along his dick and balls. Fuck. He couldn’t help moaning at the sensations, surrendering to whatever Rodney had planned.
After a few short minutes, Rodney pulled back and slipped off the bed, leaving John alone on the army-issued blanket. “What the fuck?” He asked, rolling over to pull Rodney back up beside him.
Rodney was already climbing up on the bed beside him, concealing something dark and smooth in his right hand. Once again, he draped himself over John, kissing him into oblivion and making him forget his curiosity for the moment.
Just as John lost himself completely to Rodney’s hot mouth, he felt something hard and slicked pressed against his ass. “Rodney, what is that?” he asked.
Rodney gave John his lopsided grin, the one he knew turned John on to no end. “Just relax and let me get it in. Then you can fuck me.”
John’s eyes widened. He was going to - with that in him?
Rodney kissed him again, and he relaxed, trusting his lover to know what he was doing. “Butt plug,” Rodney explained with an evil grin as the object slipped in and hit John’s prostate.
“Fuck,” he moaned, writhing a bit. The movement shifted the plug inside him, sending another shock of pleasure. “Rodney!”
“Like that?” Rodney asked, deftly moving over John until his ass was right above John’s straining dick. Thank God he was taking control here - John could barely breath without jarring the plug.
He forced his arms to reach up and grab Rodney’s hips, pulling them down as Rodney guided himself onto him.
The sensation of being simultaneously filled and surrounded was almost more than he could handle. He knew he couldn’t last long like this.
But he wanted - needed - more. Rodney was motionless, almost teasing John with his immobile presence. “Please?” John begged after giving Rodney more than enough time to adjust, thrusting slightly upwards to try to get Rodney moving.
Rodney began to move rhythmically, fucking him hard and slow. John concentrated on the conflicting sensations and Rodney’s litany of, “Yes! Oh fuck, yes! John!”
He looked down to see Rodney moving over him, stroking himself as John’s dick moved in him. That sight alone was enough to push him over the edge most night - now he couldn’t stop himself from coming hard, moaning Rodney’s name.
Rodney came a moment later, spraying John with hot spurts.
“Wow,” John said as Rodney collapsed on him. He arched his back as Rodney reached around to pull the butt plug out.
Rodney didn’t even answer. He just rolled onto his back next to John, panting.
John took a moment to catch his breath before rolling onto his side to face Rodney. “What in the world possessed you to bring a butt plug as your one possession, McKay?”
Rodney put an arm around him and curled his fingers through John’s hair. “Are you complaining?” he asked in an altogether too self-satisfied voice.
“Not at all,” John said as he leaned into Rodney’s touch. One of his best kept secrets was how much he loved to have his unkempt mane played with. “Just curious.”
“Well, until about two weeks ago, I thought there was a good chance I’d never have sex with a man again, with the strong military presence in Atlantis and all. And military chicks never go for me, either, so unless I had relationship with people in my own science team, I was looking at a lifetime of celibacy. What would you do, Major?”
John nodded. “Makes sense, then.”
“Besides,” Rodney said. “That’s not the only thing I brought - that was just what I put in the little box they gave us.”
John smirked. If this was any indication, he was looking very forward to finding out what else Rodney had smuggled into Atlantis.
~fin~
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Date: 2005-08-25 05:26 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-08-26 03:15 am (UTC)Thanks so much!
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Date: 2005-08-26 03:38 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-08-26 05:19 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-08-26 06:50 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-08-25 12:37 pm (UTC)(Oh, god, cool. This rocks.)
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Date: 2005-08-26 03:16 am (UTC)Thank you! :D
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Date: 2005-08-25 02:46 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-08-26 03:17 am (UTC)I'm not sure what else he brought, but I'd bet that coffee was indeed smuggled in somewhere. And maybe chocolate sauce. Because that would make me happy.
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Date: 2005-08-25 07:01 pm (UTC)Um, why did he bother using the box to bring it to Atlantis? He could have... worn it... and used the space for something else.
::disappears down a dark alley::
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Date: 2005-08-26 03:20 am (UTC)hehe....mental picture - Rodney walking through the gate, trying very hard not to let anyone else know exactly what he's wearing in. And John noticing, of course, and following him to his room and seeing that...and then lots of sex. Lots and lots. It would make a good fic.
Oh my, my mind seems to be joining you in that alley. I think I'm okay with that, though.
Thanks so much for that. Much appreciated! :)
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Date: 2005-08-27 04:39 pm (UTC)