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sga_flashficTitle: Better Than Sex - AKA - Evidence Rodney McKay Might Actually be a Woman
Characters/Pairing: Rodney
Rating: PG
Genre: General/Gen!P0rn/Tiny bit of Angst, blink and you'll miss it...
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klo_the_hobbit was my beta. Spoilers up to Runner I guess... just that a certain charater has left, nothing major.Just something small and ficlety sized...
Summary: Some things are just better than sex...
Better Than Sex
Rodney snuggled deeper into the bed, drawing the covers around himself and arranging it to his own comfort. He had been looking forward to this all day and nothing was going to spoil this moment, not even Wraith. If the Wraith came, they were just going to have to wait, until he, Rodney McKay, was sated and ready to kick their asses back to whatever ridiculously named planet they came from.
Wanting to prolong the moment as long as possible, Rodney slowly stroked, letting only one of his fingers touch the shiny surface, relishing in the contact. He drank in the colours, the bright garish words that remained him of Earth – not home though – before tearing just the tiniest of rips, letting some of the rich and wonderful scent escape.
Moaning softly, he brought it up to his nose, wanting to maximise the intense smell that was flooding though his body and sending every nerve tingling. It had been so long, too long, since he had last had this and just the thought of what still lay in store, of what he was going to do in the next few minutes made him groan softly, his eyes rolling back slightly.
Patience had never been one of Rodney's strong points and he pulled more of the wonderful stuff free, letting part of it melt on his fingers, staining them a very light brown. The liquid pooled on the tips of his fingers and he lifted a hand to his mouth, letting his tongue flick out and taste. The brief sharp sensation sent a shudder down his spine even as he smiled, knowing that the scent was going to linger for days to come and afterwards, whenever he caught a whiff he was going to be instantly transported back to this time and place when nothing mattered.
Nothing but the bar of delicious chocolate that was softening in his hand. Giving a groan that sounded more at home in late night movies rather than in the chief scientist's room, he let the bar touch his lips, pressing it against them until the heat radiating from his mouth was able to melt enough of the chocolate to coat them.
It was the thinnest layer possible, barely covering the lips. His tongue poked out again, lingering against his lips, his eyes widening at the taste. It had been long, too long since he had last had some chocolate, all the way back before Peter, before Ford...
He shook his head, not noticing the way his hand shook as well, almost dropping the precious chocolate. He had loads of bars now, surely he could cram this one into his mouth, he had others he could linger over, drawing out every sensation he could. Hesitating slightly, he eyed the bar, sniffing the rich scent.
The Wraith were gone for now, but they would come back and there would be more losst.. he stuffed the chocolate into his mouth, ripping the wrapper away as he went, the taste overwhelming him. With a blissful sound he fell backwards, almost trembling, he was so lost in the feeling. Everything faded away slightly, all the problems becoming faint and insignificant.
Nothing mattered but this moment.
fin
Characters/Pairing: Rodney
Rating: PG
Genre: General/Gen!P0rn/Tiny bit of Angst, blink and you'll miss it...
Notes:
klo_the_hobbit was my beta. Spoilers up to Runner I guess... just that a certain charater has left, nothing major.Just something small and ficlety sized...Summary: Some things are just better than sex...
Rodney snuggled deeper into the bed, drawing the covers around himself and arranging it to his own comfort. He had been looking forward to this all day and nothing was going to spoil this moment, not even Wraith. If the Wraith came, they were just going to have to wait, until he, Rodney McKay, was sated and ready to kick their asses back to whatever ridiculously named planet they came from.
Wanting to prolong the moment as long as possible, Rodney slowly stroked, letting only one of his fingers touch the shiny surface, relishing in the contact. He drank in the colours, the bright garish words that remained him of Earth – not home though – before tearing just the tiniest of rips, letting some of the rich and wonderful scent escape.
Moaning softly, he brought it up to his nose, wanting to maximise the intense smell that was flooding though his body and sending every nerve tingling. It had been so long, too long, since he had last had this and just the thought of what still lay in store, of what he was going to do in the next few minutes made him groan softly, his eyes rolling back slightly.
Patience had never been one of Rodney's strong points and he pulled more of the wonderful stuff free, letting part of it melt on his fingers, staining them a very light brown. The liquid pooled on the tips of his fingers and he lifted a hand to his mouth, letting his tongue flick out and taste. The brief sharp sensation sent a shudder down his spine even as he smiled, knowing that the scent was going to linger for days to come and afterwards, whenever he caught a whiff he was going to be instantly transported back to this time and place when nothing mattered.
Nothing but the bar of delicious chocolate that was softening in his hand. Giving a groan that sounded more at home in late night movies rather than in the chief scientist's room, he let the bar touch his lips, pressing it against them until the heat radiating from his mouth was able to melt enough of the chocolate to coat them.
It was the thinnest layer possible, barely covering the lips. His tongue poked out again, lingering against his lips, his eyes widening at the taste. It had been long, too long since he had last had some chocolate, all the way back before Peter, before Ford...
He shook his head, not noticing the way his hand shook as well, almost dropping the precious chocolate. He had loads of bars now, surely he could cram this one into his mouth, he had others he could linger over, drawing out every sensation he could. Hesitating slightly, he eyed the bar, sniffing the rich scent.
The Wraith were gone for now, but they would come back and there would be more losst.. he stuffed the chocolate into his mouth, ripping the wrapper away as he went, the taste overwhelming him. With a blissful sound he fell backwards, almost trembling, he was so lost in the feeling. Everything faded away slightly, all the problems becoming faint and insignificant.
Nothing mattered but this moment.