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magus_minor
Title: Ripped and torn
Author: me!ix_tab
Disclaimer: Not mine, and never will be, no matter how much I pray to Santa.
Rating: Big ol NC-17
Word count: 639
Warnings and author-babble: Non-con, character death, and darkness. This is my first SGA fic...and look what I produce! Much praise to the excellently brilliantmagus_minor for the trilogy of fics for inspiring me.
Rodney dies gasping. His eyes are wide and very blue, and John loves him all the more for the shock, for the fear written across his ruin face. The knife is drip, drip, dripping with Rodney's sweet blood, and John kisses Rodney's slack mouth one more time.
He laughs and laughs because this was always going to happen, he was always going to end this drenched with someone's blood. He had hoped that it wouldn't be Rodney, but who else did he love enough?
Rodney had yelled and swore, and then been very quiet. His strident voice had been silenced, and John's ears were filled with Rodney's sharp, sobbing breaths, and the faintly wet slap of flesh on flesh. Rodney had not fought much, which had surprised him a little, but not much.
Even after the video Rodney had trusted him. Breaking that trust had been one of the hardest things John had ever done. And then again, as Rodney struggled to keep still, eyes shut tight, as John pushed viciously into him, as Rodney began to cry, just a little, John had never been happier.
He films it, of course. Sitting there, twirling the knife in between his index finger and thumb, he pulls out the little tape. It will be grainy. The sound will be shoddy. But he doesn't care. Rodney was so very beautiful in his death throes, before them too.
John needs to have a record of the screams, the pleading, the begging. He needs Rodney to promise him again to do anything that he wants. Rodney's mouth had twisted in pain with the first slice of the knife. He wants the expression on Rodney's face blank animal fear and Rodney had stuttered out some inconsequential denial. John knew better. He knew Rodney had been waiting for this moment since that first second of seeing John's cock hard because of Rodney's screams to be saved for the hard times ahead.
Rodney's scar had been blood in the water, when it came to John's urges. He was in John's head now, larger than life and five times as loud, and the amount of times that John had wondered what Rodney would sound like, would look like dieing are too many to count.
He knows now that his fevered imagination pales in comparison to the real thing.
Rodney dies cursing, and crying and fighting for a while, submitting the next moment. Rodney's death was like watching the other man live, soaking in his own blood.
"Why are you doing this?" Rodney had yelled and there was the passion that John loved, the defiance. Hearing that strength cowed, as he thrust
inside of Rodney is the most glorious victory John had ever felt. He was hot, and so very tight, and he had let John hurt him, for fear of being hurt worse.
John had rested the knife casually on Rodney's jugular, nicking the fragile skin with every movement. Rodney's blood tasted like copper, and his fear-sweat tasted like sugar.
John lets the body fall over the side of the city, and winces slightly at the distant impact it makes on the waves below.
Someone would find out, eventually. He had known from the very first word that had left his mouth "Rodney, I've been thinking about this. About us." Rodney had turned, and not even had time to blink before John had hit him, making him crash into the near by wall. John had been all over him, choking him into unconsciousness, and Rodney had kicked and swung his fists wildly until darkness swallowed him that this was the last thing he would be able to do.
But until he gets caught, bloody knife and clothes under his bed, cock in hand, stroking in time to Rodney's screams, John is safe.
Safe and in love.
---End
magus_minorTitle: Ripped and torn
Author: me!
ix_tabDisclaimer: Not mine, and never will be, no matter how much I pray to Santa.
Rating: Big ol NC-17
Word count: 639
Warnings and author-babble: Non-con, character death, and darkness. This is my first SGA fic...and look what I produce! Much praise to the excellently brilliant
magus_minor for the trilogy of fics for inspiring me.Rodney dies gasping. His eyes are wide and very blue, and John loves him all the more for the shock, for the fear written across his ruin face. The knife is drip, drip, dripping with Rodney's sweet blood, and John kisses Rodney's slack mouth one more time.
He laughs and laughs because this was always going to happen, he was always going to end this drenched with someone's blood. He had hoped that it wouldn't be Rodney, but who else did he love enough?
Rodney had yelled and swore, and then been very quiet. His strident voice had been silenced, and John's ears were filled with Rodney's sharp, sobbing breaths, and the faintly wet slap of flesh on flesh. Rodney had not fought much, which had surprised him a little, but not much.
Even after the video Rodney had trusted him. Breaking that trust had been one of the hardest things John had ever done. And then again, as Rodney struggled to keep still, eyes shut tight, as John pushed viciously into him, as Rodney began to cry, just a little, John had never been happier.
He films it, of course. Sitting there, twirling the knife in between his index finger and thumb, he pulls out the little tape. It will be grainy. The sound will be shoddy. But he doesn't care. Rodney was so very beautiful in his death throes, before them too.
John needs to have a record of the screams, the pleading, the begging. He needs Rodney to promise him again to do anything that he wants. Rodney's mouth had twisted in pain with the first slice of the knife. He wants the expression on Rodney's face blank animal fear and Rodney had stuttered out some inconsequential denial. John knew better. He knew Rodney had been waiting for this moment since that first second of seeing John's cock hard because of Rodney's screams to be saved for the hard times ahead.
Rodney's scar had been blood in the water, when it came to John's urges. He was in John's head now, larger than life and five times as loud, and the amount of times that John had wondered what Rodney would sound like, would look like dieing are too many to count.
He knows now that his fevered imagination pales in comparison to the real thing.
Rodney dies cursing, and crying and fighting for a while, submitting the next moment. Rodney's death was like watching the other man live, soaking in his own blood.
"Why are you doing this?" Rodney had yelled and there was the passion that John loved, the defiance. Hearing that strength cowed, as he thrust
inside of Rodney is the most glorious victory John had ever felt. He was hot, and so very tight, and he had let John hurt him, for fear of being hurt worse.
John had rested the knife casually on Rodney's jugular, nicking the fragile skin with every movement. Rodney's blood tasted like copper, and his fear-sweat tasted like sugar.
John lets the body fall over the side of the city, and winces slightly at the distant impact it makes on the waves below.
Someone would find out, eventually. He had known from the very first word that had left his mouth "Rodney, I've been thinking about this. About us." Rodney had turned, and not even had time to blink before John had hit him, making him crash into the near by wall. John had been all over him, choking him into unconsciousness, and Rodney had kicked and swung his fists wildly until darkness swallowed him that this was the last thing he would be able to do.
But until he gets caught, bloody knife and clothes under his bed, cock in hand, stroking in time to Rodney's screams, John is safe.
Safe and in love.
---End
(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-13 07:24 am (UTC)Really well done, As much as I want them to ride into the sunset together this feels like a truer ending to Open Blade.
Thank you.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-13 07:28 am (UTC)I couldn't see them riding off either...I think that the John in this universe is way too damaged for that.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-13 10:34 am (UTC)That was. Speechless. Wow.
SCARY!
(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-13 02:50 pm (UTC)I'm glad you liked it! I was kinda worried about that.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-13 11:09 am (UTC)on an aside, i'm the only one who reads john as a bottom, aren't i? john's got issues with authority, sure, but i think it's virtually impossible to get into the armed forces without some sort of submissive tendency. not to mention that i think the tendency to want to sub is proportional to the amount of dominance/in control image one has to present in day to day life. i think john would be a feisty sub with a tendency towards humiliation/power struggles himself...probably with a pull towards edge play, adrenaline junkie that he is. but man, fic out there with him as a sub seems rare.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-13 11:42 am (UTC)That's my roundabout way of saying, no, you're definitely not the only one who reads John as a bottom. I'm there, too! *waves flag*
(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-13 02:53 pm (UTC)I see John, (normal, less twisted John) as a switch, personally. I've never really been pursuaded either way on the dom/sub issue, and enjoy many fics with him in both roles.
subby John
Date: 2006-01-25 06:29 am (UTC)There is definitely RL evidence that people with the most control demanding jobs are the ones that visit the professional doms; and John is such a tightly wound person, despite his laid-back surface image, he keeps himself under wraps and you have to wonder what is hiding there. It could go either way, I think - I preferred Ellex's sequel to this, because EEEEEK - dead Rodney! *sobs* but I can certainly *see* this, in a John gone totally off the rails. (Come to think of it, I wrote something not entirely dissimilar, where he beats off the Wraith attack on Atlantis: but only by killing absolutely everyone along with the enemy. It wasn't happy headspace.) Maybe this Rodney should've tried what Ellex's Rodney did, to tame the savage beast before it took out his throat *G*
If you want subby John, I hope you've read Ellex's sequel, and also some very hot ficlets by Coreopsis - consensual bondage - I have links if you want 'em. Would be grateful to know anything I've missed!
(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-13 11:49 am (UTC)I think this was probably the first sort of story like this I've read in this fandom. I read all of these little things together and this piece is horrifying but yet really pretty (what, what, pretty? I am on CRACK) in a strange way. I want to quote lines and say this one made me feel like this and this like this but there are really too many to do that without feeling a little over-analytical and creepy (for me, anyway).
The last line, though: *weep*
(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-13 02:56 pm (UTC)The last line is one of my faves.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-13 01:31 pm (UTC)Thanks for sharing your talent.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-13 02:57 pm (UTC)Thank you for reading! ^^
(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-13 05:00 pm (UTC)had to let off a bit of steam.
I found all those previous comments about dom / sub relations interesting though, and now that i'm thinking about it, how easy is it to see the same fic but with rodney acting the way that john has acted and vice versa? I can totally see Rodney getting all excited over John's many near-death experiences.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-13 09:08 pm (UTC)...I don't think I could see Rodney in the same position as John in this...I don't know if he has that same capacity as John for this kind of darkness. However, it is an interesting idea...
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Date: 2005-12-13 06:32 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-13 09:09 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-13 11:44 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-14 12:15 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-13 10:39 pm (UTC)[flees]
translation: very scarily effective.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-13 11:08 pm (UTC)heh. ebil.
I'm quite flattered that you found it scarily effective. ^^
(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-14 02:37 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-14 04:58 am (UTC)The fluffy ending, in which ebil!John is fixed and dead!Rodney too, and they can have teh awesome make up healing sex of magic, and no bad things happen again...
unless ebil!John has mad survival skilz...then we could be in trouble...if ebil!John finds a sarcophagus...he could re-animate Rodney and kill him again...oh god, I just saw that plot bunny in my head...must stomp it.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-14 06:02 am (UTC)There is totally a place for ebil!John in some other alternate universe with Rodney and a sarc and what about when Rodney gets all crazy addicted from being revived and killed a lot? Would he turn the tables on his sadist, or does that require snaking?
But my cozy corner of the universe has mostly the funny fluffy bunnies. It takes really kickass effective darkfic to sell me on ebil!John, who is usually such an adorable surfer/slacker boi type.
Goosing the Queen. (snicker.) If that's not a darkfic plot bunny, I don't know what is.
(no subject)
Date: 2006-01-25 06:35 am (UTC)...Ebil!John. Yes. All too believable but not a nice thing to happen, no. But he would still be pretty. Bwuahaha.
Why didn't Rodney struggle more? Was he in some way desiring this? Because he never struck me as the fatalistic type...
ripped and torn
Date: 2005-12-14 04:48 am (UTC)Re: ripped and torn
Date: 2005-12-14 05:00 am (UTC)But I'm happy that you think it works in with the fics before it! ^^
(no subject)
Date: 2006-01-21 04:00 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-03-03 03:26 am (UTC)I seem to have scared a lot of people with this...I'm not sure if that's a good thing.
Also, sorry for being craptacular and taking this long to reply!
(no subject)
Date: 2006-03-03 11:56 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-03-04 06:32 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-03-05 12:44 pm (UTC)I think, though this is the ending that I chose to write because it was just stuck in my head, I actually prefer a world where Shep and Rodney have to deal with it. That's infintely more darker than this!
But yes, I'm really glad that you liked it. ^^
(no subject)
Date: 2006-03-07 12:00 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-05-19 08:37 pm (UTC)Although, honestly, I always thought this would be the more likely outcome of
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Date: 2007-04-06 12:58 pm (UTC)