Taste Sensation

by Merlin7

URL: http://www.area52hkh.net/asm/merlin7/taste.php
Summary: Not supplied

Rodney had a plan. And it was a good plan. A most excellent plan really, he thought to himself. No -- brilliant. It was a brilliant plan. How could it not be? It involved food and Major Sheppard. Rodney's two favorite things in the whole, entire, universe. Two universes, actually.

Standing back, he surveyed the layout before him. A blanket spread out and covered with an array of dishes. There was chocolate and what passed for honey. There were melons with a funny name that the Athosian's were growing. Kind of a toss between a watermelon and a mango. Exotic but tasty. There was a red brick of what tasted almost like cheese and there was ice cream. The one thing they had managed to bring with them and keep fresh. So to speak. It was staying frozen thanks to the little freezing unit Rodney had come up with. It had actually been Zalenka's idea, but Rodney had made it work. Not that the details mattered. It kept the ice cream frozen and that was all he cared about. Because Rodney knew that John loved ice cream. And that he loved this particular flavor of ice cream best.

"Rodney!"

"Right on time," Rodney muttered to himself, as he turned to see John striding towards him. He loved the little frown John was wearing. More a *Little boy lost* pout than anything. That was one of the things Rodney found most fascinating and attractive about the major. His beautiful and exceedingly expressive face. Not that the rest of him was too shabby either.

John reached Rodney and leaned in for a kiss. Then he spoiled the moment by asking, "What's the emergency?"

Rodney frowned at him, his fingers still lingering on the back of John's neck, brushing the soft black hair. "I wanted to see you. It's important. Why? Did I interrupt something?" Rodney could not help himself. Jealous flared up in him. He knew he was not the only person on Atlantis who found John attractive. And he knew that John was a flirt. Mostly it was innocent, but things like that could get out of hand. Although John had promised Rodney he loved only him. And Rodney did believe him. He just could not help being a little bit jealous.

"I was helping Zalenka with some math thing." John grinned then nipped Rodney's lower lip before pulling away. "Your fault, by the way. I never should have confessed to being good in math. You're the one that told blabbed to everyone about it."

"I'm proud of you," Rodney shot back. And he was, which was kinda of ridiculous. John was not a math genius because of anything Rodney had done. He knew what really made him proud was that his lover not only happened to be the hottest man on Atlantis. He was also the *hero* of Atlantis, so to speak. He was everyone's favorite person -- a title Rodney would never lay claim too. And..he was smart. Way smarter than he let on and way smarter than Rodney had ever hoped for. As much as he loved wild fucking sessions with John, or making slow, sweet, tender love with the man. Or snarking with him on missions. What Rodney liked best were the quiet moments when they could talk about things. Genius level things. Cause even though math was John's forte, he was very well read and Rodney had plied him with more books to read so they would have *scientific* things to talk about. Because Rodney was all about his work. First and foremost. It was his life and his hobby and who he was. And John let him be that and now he could even be a part of it. But not in this moment. Right this moment, Rodney had something else planned. "Are you hungry?" he asked, as he reached for John's hand.

John shrugged. "I could eat," he allowed.

Rodney studied him. "Yeah...you need to eat." John was wearing dark pants and a black tee shirt and he looked all lean and luscious and Rodney's cock twitched in his pants. But that would have to wait. Right now he was a man on a mission. "Carson and I were talking and he said you're underweight." Rodney blurted out this information as if saying it fast would make it easier for John to digest.

"Excuse me?" John's eyes narrowed as they locked on Rodney's coutenance.

"You're too thin." There...Rodney put it in layman's terms.

John's eyes glittered dangerously. "I'm not thin!" he snarled. "I'm...lean."

Rodney nodded. "Lean and strong and gorgeous. But you're still underweight. And if you don't start gaining a few pounds - as in at least five - Carson said he won't clear you for gate travel. Which we both know you would hate. So..I asked him to let me have a go at you first." As he spoke, Rodney drew John over to the feast that was spread out on the floor. "What do you think?"

"I think --" John broke off as he spied the ice cream. "Is that what I think it is?"

"Yep." Rodney rocked on his heels and felt a bit smug. "But you can't have that till you eat the other stuff first."

John snorted then drawled, "Yes....mom."

Rodney made a face at him. "That is an *ew* image I could have lived without." He was still holding John's hand and he moved it over his crotch. "Do I feel like your mother?"

"Okay..now that's an *ew* image I could have lived without," John countered, but he was laughing and his fingers squeezed Rodney gently.

"Stop...oh..oh...stop that!" Rodney had to pry John's hand off him. "Go sit like a good boy."

John's response was to bark like a dog then give Rodney his puppy eyes while he whimpered.

Rodney couldn't help but smile. He loved John like this. All relaxed and teasing. He was just about to pat John on the head to play along when he felt a warm tongue swipe his cheek. Rodney was outraged. Sort of. Actually he was rather turned on. Still it was the principle of the thing so he glared at John and accused, "You licked me!"

"It's not the first time." John pretended to whimper again, but it turned into a yelp as he found himself sprawled on the floor.

"My turn," Rodney declared, as he straddled John's hips. He yanked up the black tee shirt, then pinned John's wrists to the floor, using his weight advantage to hold him there while he bent his head and suckled on John's flat nipples.

John squirmed and panted and finally protested - albeit lamely. "Hey...that's not fair. I licked you...you're...you're not licking. You..you're...you're suck-- gah!"

Rodney was biting now. Then he lifted his head and grinned. "I can lick too." And he did just that, licking a path from John's slicked nipples to his indented navel. Then he had to nibble on the lush happy trail that led to the *mini-major* who was starting to salute Rodney from within the confines of John's pants.

"Fuck!" John hissed through clenched teeth as his hips bucked.

"We'll get to that," Rodney promised. "Eating first." He would have liked to start with John as the appetizer, but he really did need to get some food into his lover. Carson was serious about not letting John go on missions if he didn't fatten up. "But I think you need to be naked for this."

John's left eyebrow arched up. "Naked?" he echoed. "I have to be naked to eat?"

Rodney grinned and nodded. "It's my party." He scooted back and started unlacing John's boots. Rodney was used to undressing John so he was quick and efficient and, in no time at all, he had a naked major sprawled out before him. A naked major with a thick erection that Rodney just had to taste. So he did. He curled his fingers around the shaft and licked the head. The moan that escaped John zinged directly into Rodney's already hard and aching cock. But Rodney remembered that he was a man with a purpose. Besides getting laid. He had to feed John. Yeah..that was it. Feed John. Of course, Rodney needed to eat too, so he wouldn't pass out and stuff.

"Rodney - " John's voice was low and gravelly.

"Yes?"

John winced then gritted out. "Either suck me, fuck me or both, but don't squeeze me unless you mean it."

Rodney realized he was still gripping John's cock and he was squeezing it. Rather rythmically. But he had to focus. "I mean it, babe," he assured John, and he convinced him of his sincerity by shoving his tongue down John's throat. But once Rodney realized he was the one who was whimpering now - because John could teach a nun how to kiss - he broke away and scrabbled towards the food. Rodney grabbed a bottle of wine, the chocolate, the honey and the fruit. Then he remembered the cheese and grabbed that too. Then he was back beside John who was sitting up and starting to reach for his clothes. "Eh eh eh!" Rodney shook a finger at John then he grabbed the major's things and tossed them across the room.

"I can still get them," John pointed out.

"You'll be busy," Rodney replied. He grabbed the cheese, took a bite and offered it to John. From his mouth. Rodney was relieved when the major took the bait and took the cheese. They had to kiss for a moment, of course, but then John was chewing and swallowing. Rodney loved to watch him eat. Everything the man did was so damn sexy.

John licked his lips. "Nice. What's next?"

Rodney gulped and grabbed the fruit. It was a bit mushy so he just held it in his fingers. But his fingers shook when John gripped his wrist and sucked the melon into his mouth. Rodney's cock about tore through his pants when John sucked one of Rodney's fingers into his mouth to clean it of the juice.

"I think you need to be naked too," John purred, before licking another of Rodney's fingers clean.

"Yes..yes I do," Rodney confirmed. Then he shook his head at John. "But not until you're finished eating. You eat then I'll get naked and fuck you."

John heaved a put upon sigh, but his eyes were smouldering with desire. "Fine...but I feel a bit..exposed here. It's weird being the only one naked."

Rodney studied the lithe form laid out before him. "It's lovely," he replied. "I think we'll do this more often. Yep. From now on whenever we're together you're not allowed to wear clothes. And if you don't abide by that rule, no nookie for you."

John snorted then asked, "But only in private, right?"

"What?" Rodney then realized what John meant. "Right..right! I don't want you naked in front of anyone else. Just me." He realized John had been teasing him by the wicked glint in the hazel eyes. Rodney liked being teased by John. He let his eyes brush over his lover again and sighed with happiness. "You are so beautiful," Rodney whispered, then he giggled when he realized he had just made John blush.

"Are you going to feed me or what?" John complained. And he was still blushing.

Rodney nodded. "Chocolate next." He took a bite first, savoring it, then he fed John a piece. "What would you like next?"

John considered. "You."

"I meant food."

"Oh." John sighed. "Cheese, I guess."

Rodney fed John more cheese then handed him the chunk. "You finish this then you can have ice cream...and me," he promised.

John's reply was to take a big bite of cheese.

Rodney realized he was thirsty so he grabbed the bottle of wine and took a sip. Choked on it when he felt fingers closing over his crotch. John was kneading Rodney's hardness. Rodney slapped his hand away. "Stop that. No nookie for you."

John pouted. "Can I have some wine? I'm thirsty."

"Of course." Rodney handed it over then stopped breathing as he watched John drink. Yep, even that was sexy.

"Want some more?" John asked.

Rodney frowned for a moment then put his brain back in the head that lived on top of his shoulders. "Oh..yeah. More. Sure."

John smiled. "Good." Then filled his mouth with wine before leaning into Rodney and kissing him.

Rodney had never experienced anything more erotic than sharing wine from John's mouth. A john who was very naked and very beautiful and Rodney just got a brilliant idea. He broke the kiss to blurt out, "Ice cream!"

"What?" John was confused and it showed.

"Ice cream has lots of calories," Rodney stated, as if that explained everything.

John was still frowning at him. "What are you talking about?"

Rodney got up and retrieved the tub of icecream. He fed John a spoonful then kissed him. "This will fatten you up."

"Works for me." John grabbed Rodney's hand that was holding the spoon, made it scoop up more, and fed it to himself. "Best damn stuff in the world," he moaned.

"On you stomach," Rodney ordered.

John cocked an eyebrow. "Say what?"

Rodney shoved him down. "Lay down on your stomach and close your eyes."

"Why?" John stretched out but it was obvious he was suspicious.

"Don't you trust me?" Personally, at this very moment, ROdney didn't care if John trusted him or not. He just wanted him stretched out and opened for him.

John rolled his eyes. "You know I trust you."

Rodney pressed JOhn's head down. "Then close your eyes and be patient." Rodney was pleased when John finally obeyed him. THen he grabbed the ice cream, scooped out a huge spoonfull, gripped one of John's luscious ass cheeks and spread it open before plopping the ice cream directly over John's puckered entrance.

"Fuck!" John's body bucked upward.

"Easy!" Rodney pinned him down then bent his head and began licking at the ice cream. He felt John's body go taut, then after a moment it began to quiver. By the time Rodney had his tongue stuck in John's opening, John was moaning and writhing. Rodney was a happy camper, even though he could feel ice cream drying on his nose. "That was wonderful," he declared.

John cursed between pants then managed to speak his mind. "How is you eating ice cream out of my ass going to help me gain weight?"

Rodney considered. "It's not. It's going to make me fatter." But he didn't care. He grabbed more Ice cream and this time used his fingers to coat John's insides, stretching him open at the same time. "Mind if I fuck you now? I need to burn off some calories."

"Be..my..guest," John replied, between moans, then he was shifting up onto his knees.

"Thanks." Rodney felt breathless now as he gazed at John's upturned ass. He fumbled with his pants and finally got them open. Ice cream was not the best of lubricants, but it would do in a pinch so Rodney slathered it over his cock, gasping at the coldness on his heated flesh, then he was pushing himself inside of his lover. "Fuck...fuck..fuck!"

John snorted. "Please do," he invited. "Like..now!" And he pressed his hips back.

Rodney just had to press in deeper and suddenly he was all the way in and life did not get any better than this. He wrapped one arm around John's waist and shifted back so he was sitting with John in his lap. Rodney moaned as his cock went even deeper inside his lover. Then he curled his fingers around John's hardness and stroked him as John moved over him, setting the rhythmn and the pace and Rodney soon felt wet warmth flowing over his fingers. Then John's inner muscles were spasming around Rodney's cock and he had to move harder and faster. So he tipped John back onto his hands and knees and plunged into him. Hard, deep, thrusts and it was heaven when John matched his rythmn, taking Rodney in deeper with each thrust. Or so it seemed. Then Rodney was pulsing his release, his body exploding into white hot pleasure and he was shaking as he came down from the heights of ecstasy and collapsed onto John. Then tumbled to the floor in a tangle of limbs. "That was incredible," Rodney whispered, then he fisted his fingers in John's hair so he could kiss him. Lazy kisses that Rodney never wanted to end. But, eventually they had to breathe.

"That was incredible," John agreed, before nipping Rodney's earlobe. "But I'm still hungry."

"I'm sure you just worked up an appetite," Rodney allowed.

John chuckled, deep and sexy like. "I want ice cream."

Rodney nodded. "It's all yours."

"I want to lick it off your body." As John spoke he was tugging on Rodney's clothes.

"O-kay!" The word came out more like a squeak, but Rodney didn't care. He let John undress him and simply laid there as the major covered him in melted ice cream and licked him clean with his very -very - talented tongue. By the time John was suckling on Rodney's balls, he was hard again. He was about to point that out but John seemed to notice and soon Rodney was sheathed in warm tightness yet again. He watched as John moved over him and realized John was hard again as well, but the thought dissolved as pleasure exploded out of Rodney from the inside out. When he came back to his senses, John was sitting beside him, still hard, and drinking from the bottle of wine. "Need some help?" Rodney asked, as he managed to roll onto his hands and knees.

John shrugged. "You offering?"

A slow smirk curved Rodney's lips. "Oh yes. I am most definitely offering." He moved to the one item still left on the blanket. The honey-like substance. Rodney took the bottle of wine from John then pushed him down onto his back. Then he slathered the honey over John's cock and began licking. Hadn't but sucked him into his mouth but three times when John was cumming hard and long.

"That was good," John purred, as he snuggled up to Rodney. "Thanks."

"Any time." Rodney meant it. He shifted them both so they could cuddle. Not that they would for very long . The floor was hard and they were both very sticky. Luckily there was a shower in the room. Which was why Rodney had picked it. He felt John shifting over him so they were touching full length. Rodney stared into the major's hazel eyes and was content.

"ROdney?"

"Yes?"

John laughed and kissed his nose. "I don't think I gained any weight. Do you?" He wriggled as if to let Rodney feel him.

Rodney frowned then sighed. "You're right. I don't think you gained an ounce." He wrapped his arms around John's slender waist and held him close. They fit together perfectly. Where Rodney was cushy and pliant, John was curved and hard and he fit right into him like a puzzle piece. "I guess we'll have to try again tomorrow. With more food."

"Got any more ice cream?" John asked, a hopeful catch in his voice.

"I've got more," Rodney promised, as he cupped the back of John's head with one hand and drew him into a kiss. And the major was the sweetest taste of all.

THE END