Impenetrable

by custardpringle

URL: http://www.area52hkh.net/asc/cpringle/impenetrable.php
Summary: 'I'm invulnerable!'

The corridor they chose for the experiment was totally deserted, far from anyplace where other people were likely to be at that time of morning. Rodney, who knew the layout of the city better, had picked it for just that reason; John had insisted they conduct the test somewhere where no one would be alarmed by the gunshots. Rodney really didn't care much either way. The thrill of having found himself a personal forcefield, plus the mere fact of being alone with John—after all, if no one knew they were gone, there was no reason they had to come back right away—was making him just a tad giddy.

"For the record, I think this is a really stupid idea," John announced, even as he took out his Beretta and began to load it. "If you're wrong about this ... well, let's just say it wouldn't exactly be a good thing."

" I'm pretty certain I'm right, for one thing." Rodney shrugged. "And if I'm not, there are always plenty more scientists around here. And—" he caught the look in John's eyes—"plenty more warm bodies for you to fuck."

John's forehead creased. "But none of 'em would be you, would they?"

Rodney stared at him, startled, for a moment. "Can we get this done?" he said at last.

"Yeah. But I'm not taking any chances." John raised the gun, took careful aim at Rodney's left leg, and fired three times. Three spurts of green energy appeared in response just above Rodney's knee, and the bullets fell harmlessly to the ground.

Rodney knelt down and began picking them up automatically, unable to stop a huge grin from spreading across his face. "This thing is totally impenetrable! It's amazing!" He stood up and nearly dropped them again in shock.

John was suddenly standing extremely close, a dangerous glint in his eye. "In that case, you'd better switch it off, because it's in my way."

"With pleasure." Rodney reached for his chest with his free hand, only to find that it bounced off. He took a reluctant step away from John and tried again. "Okay. This isn't good."

"Impenetrable, you said?" Their eyes met again.

"Yeah." Rodney smiled sourly. "Even by your all-powerful macho cock, I'm guessing."

"You're joking, right?" John raised his hand to touch Rodney's cheek. A burst of energy greeted him, and he jerked back. "Crap," he grumbled, glancing down at the prominent but useless erections both men had already begun to develop. "Up till now, my plans for today didn't include a hand cramp."

Rodney let out a noisy sigh. "Neither did mine—although it would seem that won't be an issue either, considering the circumstances."

"Well ..." There was still a disappointed edge to John's voice, but a small evil smile was beginning to grow on his lips. "I know something else we could do. Not nearly as worthwhile, of course, but still amusing. And it'll scare the shit out of Elizabeth."

"What?" Rodney asked morosely, hurrying to catch up as John headed back down the hall and trying to forget that they should've been screwing like rabbits by now.

"You know those balconies that look out over the Gateroom?"

"Of course." An answering smirk of comprehension appeared on Rodney's face. "Let's do it."

As they walked along, John suddenly spun around, prodding Rodney—gingerly—in the chest with one finger. "You'd better get that thing off you. Soon. Because jacking off gets boring really fast."

Rodney made a face. "Do you think I don't know that?"