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lilyleia78) wrote2010-06-04 05:55 pm
lilyleia78) wrote2010-06-04 05:55 pm
Entry tags:
New Toy and Please (John/Rodney) R and G respectively
Title: 1.New Toy and 2.Please
Fandom: SGA
Pairing: John/Rodney
Genre: 1.drabble, humor and 2.double drabble, angst
Warnings: 1. Toys and 2. None
Word Count: 1. 100 and 2. 200
Summary: 1. John/Rodney kinky and failing at hiding it and 2. John on his knees begging
Note: Written as thank you for voting Team Peace for 1.hawk_soaring and 2. mornincamper
New Toy
John stared with naked hunger at the object the Nivvians had laid in Rodney’s hands. It looked almost like…well, there was no other way to say it - it looked like a butt plug. Except it was vibrating.
John thought ‘faster’ at it: it vibrated twice as hard. John thought ‘off’ at it: it obediently stopped. Rodney met his eyes with a grin.
“Ask if we can keep it,” John whispered to Rodney.
“I heard that,” Ronon said with a smirk.
John didn’t care. He’d care even less tonight when he got to play while Ronon took an extra watch.
Please
“I said I was sorry. Get over it already,” John sighed, tired of Rodney’s pouting and more than ready to start the kiss and make up part of this old fight.
But defeat was written all over Rodney’s body language, and John had the feeling that he’d just screwed up very, very badly. “I’m not sure I can ‘get over’ watching you drool over every piece of alien ass we meet.” Rodney held up a hand to forestall John’s usual explanation. “Don’t,” he said quietly. “Lorne doesn’t flirt with every alien he meets. Nobody questions his sexuality.”
John searched Rodney’s face for an opening, a chance at forgiveness and found only resignation and heartache there. Oh God, he was really going to lose Rodney. John fell to his knees as the loss struck through him like a physical pain in his gut.
“Please,” he whimpered, “please.”
Rodney was on his knees in front of him before the second please had fallen from his lips. “I’m sorry,” Rodney said, sounding as broken as John, gathering John in his arms. “I didn’t…I love you so much. I’m sorry.”
John just held on tight and pretended that Rodney was the only one trembling.
***
The complete list of my Stargate Atlantis fiction can be found here.
Fandom: SGA
Pairing: John/Rodney
Genre: 1.drabble, humor and 2.double drabble, angst
Warnings: 1. Toys and 2. None
Word Count: 1. 100 and 2. 200
Summary: 1. John/Rodney kinky and failing at hiding it and 2. John on his knees begging
Note: Written as thank you for voting Team Peace for 1.
hawk_soaring and 2. mornincamperNew Toy
John stared with naked hunger at the object the Nivvians had laid in Rodney’s hands. It looked almost like…well, there was no other way to say it - it looked like a butt plug. Except it was vibrating.
John thought ‘faster’ at it: it vibrated twice as hard. John thought ‘off’ at it: it obediently stopped. Rodney met his eyes with a grin.
“Ask if we can keep it,” John whispered to Rodney.
“I heard that,” Ronon said with a smirk.
John didn’t care. He’d care even less tonight when he got to play while Ronon took an extra watch.
Please
“I said I was sorry. Get over it already,” John sighed, tired of Rodney’s pouting and more than ready to start the kiss and make up part of this old fight.
But defeat was written all over Rodney’s body language, and John had the feeling that he’d just screwed up very, very badly. “I’m not sure I can ‘get over’ watching you drool over every piece of alien ass we meet.” Rodney held up a hand to forestall John’s usual explanation. “Don’t,” he said quietly. “Lorne doesn’t flirt with every alien he meets. Nobody questions his sexuality.”
John searched Rodney’s face for an opening, a chance at forgiveness and found only resignation and heartache there. Oh God, he was really going to lose Rodney. John fell to his knees as the loss struck through him like a physical pain in his gut.
“Please,” he whimpered, “please.”
Rodney was on his knees in front of him before the second please had fallen from his lips. “I’m sorry,” Rodney said, sounding as broken as John, gathering John in his arms. “I didn’t…I love you so much. I’m sorry.”
John just held on tight and pretended that Rodney was the only one trembling.
***
The complete list of my Stargate Atlantis fiction can be found here.
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Yay for vibrating ass plugs! Especially from YOU.
So that's how you bribe the camper? Good to know...
::ponders::
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She voted and read her drabble (I put it in comments before reposting here) but still not hearing much from her.