Wet And Wild
by Merlin7
URL: http://www.area52hkh.net/asm/merlin7/wetnwild.php
Summary: Not supplied
It was raining and Rodney was bored. He was beyond bored. He had been fiddling around with some of the ancient technology and some of the new discoveries they had made, but nothing seemed to want to work properly for him. So he had made Dr. Beckett touch everything and, again, nothing.
"I need food," Rodney declared, deciding that eating something would allow him to think more clearly. So he headed out of his lab and was making a beeline for the kitchen when he passed by the deck area and he caught sight of something out of the corner of his eye. "What the.." Rodney began, only to realize that it was Major Sheppard. The damn fool was standing out in the pouring rain. He was dressed only in a tee shirt and his combat pants, both of which were plastered to him, and he was staring out over the water as if oblivious to the fact that he was soaked to the bone. "Damn fool!" Rodney cursed, then he punched open the door and called out, "Major!"
Sheppard turned to face him and shouted back, "What?"
Rodney rolled his eyes. "In case you haven't noticed..it's RAINING!" he shouted in return.
"Really?" John replied, then he laughed.
"Get in here!" Rodney yelled at him. "It's freezing." The wind was cool off the water and Rodney shivered. He was dry and dressed in layers so he couldn't even begin to imagine how cold Major Sheppard had to be.
John shook his head at Mckay. "Nope...not coming in. I like it out here." So saying, he turned back ot the railing.
Rodney couldn't believe this was happening. He wondered if the Major was drunk or something. He also could not believe the fact that he was contemplating going out into the cold and wet to go after Sheppard. But he did exactly that. He told himself it was just out of logical concern for the Major. It had only been two weeks since the Wraith bug had nearly killed the other man and Rodney didn't want him having a relapse or something. They needed Sheppard to lead their missions. How many other people could stay calm while facing sure death in a stuck puddle jumper, and dealing with a life sucking bug on their neck at the same time? Not only that, but Major Sheppard had ordered his own death, so to speak, and had faced it without fear. A part of Rodney admired that greatly. Plus he knew that if anyone could keep him safe and get him home from a mission, it was Major Sheppard. Therefore it fell to him now to make sure the man was all right. That and the fact that Rodney had a major case of *Major* lust. Not his fault. The man was gorgeous and hot. Even when wet and acting a bit wild.
"Major!" Rodney called to him as he stepped out into the torrential downpour.
"Isn't this great?" John shouted, as Rodney joined him at the railing.
Rodney stared at him in disbelief then shook his head. "No..it's not great!" he shouted back. "It's cold and wet and you have to come inside now!" Rodney hugged himself and tried not to shiver outright, but it was damn cold out here and he hated being wet.
It was John's turn to stare in disbelief. "I'm not going in," he countered, almost petulantly.
"You can't stay out here," Rodney shot back.
"Why not?"
This was insane, Rodney thought to himself. He was standing in the cold, pouring rain, arguing with Major Sheppard. Sometimes life was weird in little ways and little moments. Like this one. It made no sense for them to be out here. But Rodney realized he would have to theorize on it later. Right now he wanted to get Major Sheppard in where it was dry and warm. "You'll get sick!" Rodney stated. "Then no missions for a while. Is that what you want?" He knew this would be the best way to deal with the Major. John hated when he couldn't go on a mission.
A frown wiped the smile off John's face. "I won't get sick!" he replied.
"Maybe not if you go inside and dry off ASAP," Rodney countered, and he was relieved when the Major's expression deflated and he nodded.
"Okay," John said, leading the way.
Rodney followed him with relief. THe moment they were inside he grabbed the Major by the arm. "Let's get you dry and warm," he said firmly, as he headed down the hallway with the Major firmly in tow. Although it rather surprised him that John allowed himself to be led. But Rodney was too cold to dissect the meaning of it right now. His quarters were the closest so he took the Major there. Besides which, Rodney was desperate to be warm and dry himself, which meant he needed clothes. John would fit into Rodney's in a pinch, but no way would he fit into John's. The guy was taller and much slimmer. Almost too thin, Rodney thought, as he opened the door and practically shoved the Major inside.
John stopped in the center of the room and looked around. "You're a slob," he stated.
"So?" Rodney knew his place was a mess but he didn't care. He knew exactly where everything was. Most of the stuff was the ancient technology he was studying. Which reminded him. The Ancient gene seemed to be the strongest in Major Sheppard, so he would make him touch a few things, since he was here. But only after they were warm and dry again. "Don't touch anything till I say so," Rodney warned, then he headed for the bathroom and grabbed a couple of towels. He stripped his shirt off before heading back out. "Strip and dry off," he ordered the Major, when he returned. Then he tossed him a towel.
"Thanks," John replied, but he didn't move. "I..uh..I think I should go."
Rodney blocked his way to the door. "What's your hurry?" He didn't want John to leave. In fact, he very much wanted him to stay.
John sighed then used the towel to wipe his face, but his hair was soaked so water kept dripping down. "This is a bad idea," he whispered.
"Why?" Rodney didn't get it.
"This is why," John countered, then he cupped Rodney's face and kissed him.
Whoa! Rodney's inner voice screamed. He froze at first contact but when John started to pull away, Rodney buried his fingers in the dark hair and deepened the kiss. He had dreamed about this moment a million times, but now it was happening and it was better than any dream and Rodney was going to take full advantage of it. But eventually, they both needed to breathe. Rodney was panting as he broke off the kiss. "Why did you do that?" he demanded. He needed to know. If the Major was simply messing with him, then Rodney would be a stop to this now.
John touched his fingertips to his mouth, looking a bit stunned. Then he licked his lips and replied, "I wanted to."
Rodney was suspicous. "Are you saying you wanted to kiss me?" He watched John nod then prompted, "Why?"
"I like you."
"No you don't." That came out without Rodney intending it to.
John smiled, that little boy grin that was loaded with charm and just a touch of wicked innocence. A redundant analogy, but accurate all the same. "I like you, Rodney. Just don't tell anyone."
Those words hit Rodney like a two by four. Major Sheppard likes me It was crazy, but Rodney believed it was true. "I like you too," he whispered. "But if you tell anyone I'll deny it."
"Okay." John laughed then blotted his face with the towel again. "So...now what?"
"We get you warm and dry," Rodney replied, because he could see that John was shivering. So he went to him and grabbed the bottom of his tee shirt, tugging it up the lean torso, then over John's head, baring him to his gaze. Rodney smiled as he grabbed the towel from John's hand and used it to dry him. John was too lean and finely boned to ever be muscular, but he was toned and sleek and his chest and abs were swirled with dark hair, just the way Rodney liked. But John was still shivering. "Get your shoes off," Rodney ordered, and he stepped back to watch John obey. Once the Major was barefoot, Rodney attacked his pants. He dragged them down the long legs, taking wet boxers with them, and supported the Major as he stepped out of them. Now Rodney had a wet and naked John before him and it was an amazing sight. "You're beautiful," he whispered, as he used the towel on him again.
John was breathing hard and he whimpered when the towel brushed over his groin. "M'not," he exclaimed.
Rodney kissed away anymore protests. Kissed him over and over again simply because he could. Because Major Sheppard not allowed it, he kissed him back. "Can I touch you?" Rodney asked, almost shyly."
"You can do anything you want to me," John replied, as he let himself be backed up to the bed. But before letting himself be pressed down onto his back, he made short work of divesting Rodney of his boxers.
"Still cold?" Rodney asked, as he pressed John onto his bed and moved over him. He brushed his cock against John's and it felt like heaven.
John shivered but shook his head. "Not cold," he replied, as his hands glided over Rodney's back.
Rodney moved down John's body until he reached his cock. It was already hard and Rodney licked the tip. John's whimper zinged straight into Rodney's hardness. "I want to be inside you," he whispered, and it shocked him a bit. Rodney had had sex with both women and men. Well, two women and three men and he preferred men. But all three times he had been the bottom. Had wanted it that way. His lovers had used condoms and for Rodney it had been satisfying yet, oddly, less intimate letting himself be fucked. But this time he wanted to be inside someone. Inside John. No condom to seperate flesh from flesh. Rodney wanted to be connected to John this way, to spill his seed inside the other man as if to mark him as his own. Even if all they had was tonight, Rodney would know that John was his, and John would know it as well. And that mattered for reasons that Rodney wasn't willing to think about in this moment. "Please..." Rodney whispered, and told himself it was asking, not begging.
"Okay," John replied, and a smile curved his lips. That cocky smile that was full of charm and confidence. "I want to feel you inside me," he replied.
"Ever done this before?" Rodney asked, as he leaned over John to open the bedstand drawer. He had a bottle of lube in there. Not because he'd been having sex, but rather because he had been relieving himself and it helped to grease his palm first, so to speak.
John locked eyes with Rodney and whispered, "You're my first...period."
Rodney nodded and started to unscrew the cap to the lubricant when it hit him what John had said and what it really meant. "You...uh...you've never been with a man before?"
"Never."
"But...uh...but..why me?"
John raised up so that he could kiss Rodney. "Because I like you," he whispered against his lips.
Rodney kissed John back but that wasn't good enough. "Are you sure about this, John? I mean...we can do other things." Rodney had a feeling that John would be a natural at giving blow jobs. He had a beautiful mouth and Rodney hoped to feel it wrapped around his cock someday. Today maybe. That would be initiation enough for John.
"I want you inside me," John stated firmly. "I want this, Rodney. Okay?"
"You're sure?" Rodney had to make sure that John was sure because he did not want either of them to have any regrets.
John kissed away anymore protests. "I'm sure," he whispered, then he reached for the lube.
Rodney watched him open the tube then reach for his hand. He had to bite back a moan as John massaged the gel onto his fingers.
"I'm ready," John stated.
"I have to stretch you first," Rodney countered, as he retrieved his hand. He then shifted back between John's legs and let one finger slip between the taut buttocks, just brushing over the puckered opening. He felt John twitch. "It's going to hurt you know. Once I'm inside you. I mean with my...ya know." Rodney felt the need to be honest. He just wished he cold verbalize it better. But his cock was going to be deep inside Major Sheppard's tight ass in a few minutes, so making sense right now wasn't high on his list of priorities.
John nodded. "I know. It's okay."
Rodney took a deep breath then pressed his finger in. He felt the resistance but pushed past it. Felt John stiffen a bit but then the lean body relaxed when Rodney found what he was looking for. He let his finger butt against John's prostrate a few times, loving the moans that were ripped from the other man's throat. Moans that turned into soft growls as Rodney inserted yet another finger. He scissored them to stretch John open, his eyes locked on his lover's face. "You okay?"
"I'm okay," John replied.
"Good." Rodney slid his fingers out then moved to his knees. He gripped John's thighs and urged him to open his legs wider before he pressed them back so that John's knees were against his chest. Then Rodney lined himself up. "Deep breath," he told John, and it was so strange to be the one giving instructions on this. To be the one in control, and yet it was as if he wasn't really in control after all. Rodney sensed that John was still the one guiding them both through this somehow. But he didn't want to think about that right now. His cock was pressing into John's tightness and it felt like heaven. But when John gasped and his body stiffened, Rodney went still. "It's okay," he whispered, even as he reached for John's cock. Rodney stroked it back to throbbing hardness, feeling John's inner muscles clenching then convulsing around the tip of his own cock and Rodney knew that John was about to cum. Then wet warmth coated his fingers and Rodney couldn't resist having a taste.
John reached for Rodney's hand but Rodney had other ideas. He leaned in to kiss John, wanting him to taste himself that way. And all the while he hitched his hips forward, gaining another inch now that John's body was relaxed in the aftermath of his release. He kept kissing John as he gained inch after inch inside his tight channel. Then, without warning, John thrust up as Rodney thrust in and suddenly he was all the way inside, buried so deep that his balls were pressed against the underside of John's ass. "You...you okay?" Rodney asked, as he felt John squirming. He was trying so hard to be good and keep still so that the Major could adjust to him.
"I'm okay...just...move. Please!" John's voice was hoarse and his body was twitching.
"Okay...okay." Rodney kissed him one last time then he focused on moving. Slid slowly out to his tip then pressed back in again, all the way in, deeper this time, and the feel of John's wall clutching his aching cock was nearly his undoing. It was as if they were a perfect fit. As if Major John Sheppard was made for him and him alone. Rodney felt himself moving faster now, lost in a tidal wave of sensation and emotion. He angled himself, hoping to give John pleasure as well, knew he did when whimpers and moans filled his ears. But then he had to move harder and faster only to realize how rough he was being and his rythmn faltered. Rodney closed his eyes and came close to pulling out and apologizing when a hand touched his face. He opened his eyes.
John smiled at him. Not a cocky smirk but a warm grin. "It's okay, Rodney," he drawled. "You can't hurt me."
Rodney wanted that to be true and a part of him believed it was. Physically, at least. Major Sheppard was the strongest man Rodney had ever known. So he let himself believe it enough to start moving in him again. He was so close. And then he felt it, the tingle in the base of his spine, the way his balls drew up and swelled, and then he was pulsing his seed deep inside the Major, marking him as his and it felt right and perfect and suddenly Rodney was terrified. Because he could hurt the Major. How? Because he was falling in love with him. It was crazy and stupid, but it was also true. And it was something he would never, ever, admit too.
"You okay?" John asked, his hand back on Rodney's face.
"I'm wonderful," Rodney replied, honestly. He pulled himself together, shoving aside his unwanted thoughts to bask in the moment. "And you're incredible. THank you for this."
John nodded. "You're welcome. And thank you. It was amazing."
Rodney believed he meant that. "Um..I'm gonna pull out and it's going to feel a bit weird." He started to move but a hand on his hip stopped him.
"Not yet," John pleaded. "I want you inside me. I want to get used to it."
"You do?" Rodney was more than a little surprised to hear that.
John nodded. "I feel connected to you, Rodney. Can't explain it and don't want to, but I need this. I think we both need this. Okay?"
Rodney blinked back tears and managed to find his voice. "It's okay by me." He felt John's hands on his back, pulling him down. Knew what he wanted. "I'm too heavy, I'll crush you," Rodney protested.
"Not a chance," John replied. "I'm as tough as I look."
"Tougher," Rodney shot back, and he wondered who else had figured out that Major John Sheppard's attitude and outlook hid the fact that he was as messed up as the rest of them. Because Rodney had suddenly realized it was true and it was just one more thing that connected them. And he knew that John knew he knew this. Rodney felt soft lips at his ear and closed his eyes as John whispered,
"I'm tougher than you think. I have to be."
Rodney understood. "Yeah...I know." He settled himself over John and sighed as the strong hands caressed his back, the long fingers massaging him. He never wanted to this moment to end. And that was his last thought as he drifted off to sleep.
THE END
