Porn Battle Post: "Win-Win," Stargate Atlantis, John/Rodney, skill
Title: Win-Win
Author: Alizarin
Fandom: SGA
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: McKay/Sheppard
Written for: The Porn Battle V
Prompt: skill
Original Post at the PB-V
“One,” John groaned between clenched teeth as he pushed himself into Rodney. Beneath him, face buried in the pillow, Rodney chuckled.
“Laugh it up,” John said, “’Cause you’re losing this one. Two.” John drove his hips down, cock buried to the balls in Rodney’s ass. Damn, it was good. “Three,” he panted.
“Faster, John, faster, fuck me,” Rodney said.
“Not. Listening. Four.”
The rules of the game were simple and straightforward. Whoever could tally the most number of full thrusts before coming would win. Shallow thrusts would not be counted, although there was no third-party impartial judge to rule on such things. The receiver could say whatever they liked and could of course, clench and moan in an appropriate manner. The recipient also had to be facedown and could not otherwise caress the competitor during the execution. It was less about skill than it was about stamina, but John and Rodney were nothing if not fierce competitors.
“Five, six, seven, eight,” John was hitting a nice rhythm and hanging in like a champ. Easiest hundred bucks he’d ever win.
“You jerked off today, didn’t you, you jerkoff,” Rodney mumbled.
“Nope, stuck to the rules. Fourteen, fifteen, and your bad attitude is making this so easy.”
“I hate you,” Rodney said. “But God, you’re incredible, I’m so hard for you, and I’m like practically a virgin for you, yes, yes, yes!”
“You’re so bad at dirty talk for someone with such a beautiful fuckable mouth.”
“Tell me more about my mouth,” Rodney said. “And my heart-shaped ass.”
“Nope.”
“Please, John.”
Oh fuck. Rodney knew John liked it when Rodney called him John. That was it. “Twenty five, six, seveneightnine, oh, oh, yes.” Rodney had snuck a hand down between his body and the bed and was coming with him, counting with him, even, and they both came.
John slumped to the side and put a hand over his eyes. “Shit that was amazing.”
“Those last three so did not count,” Rodney said. “You were cheating. I’m not only going to fuck your ass tomorrow night, I’m going to kick it.”
“Shut up, Rodney.”
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Author: Alizarin
Fandom: SGA
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: McKay/Sheppard
Written for: The Porn Battle V
Prompt: skill
Original Post at the PB-V
“One,” John groaned between clenched teeth as he pushed himself into Rodney. Beneath him, face buried in the pillow, Rodney chuckled.
“Laugh it up,” John said, “’Cause you’re losing this one. Two.” John drove his hips down, cock buried to the balls in Rodney’s ass. Damn, it was good. “Three,” he panted.
“Faster, John, faster, fuck me,” Rodney said.
“Not. Listening. Four.”
The rules of the game were simple and straightforward. Whoever could tally the most number of full thrusts before coming would win. Shallow thrusts would not be counted, although there was no third-party impartial judge to rule on such things. The receiver could say whatever they liked and could of course, clench and moan in an appropriate manner. The recipient also had to be facedown and could not otherwise caress the competitor during the execution. It was less about skill than it was about stamina, but John and Rodney were nothing if not fierce competitors.
“Five, six, seven, eight,” John was hitting a nice rhythm and hanging in like a champ. Easiest hundred bucks he’d ever win.
“You jerked off today, didn’t you, you jerkoff,” Rodney mumbled.
“Nope, stuck to the rules. Fourteen, fifteen, and your bad attitude is making this so easy.”
“I hate you,” Rodney said. “But God, you’re incredible, I’m so hard for you, and I’m like practically a virgin for you, yes, yes, yes!”
“You’re so bad at dirty talk for someone with such a beautiful fuckable mouth.”
“Tell me more about my mouth,” Rodney said. “And my heart-shaped ass.”
“Nope.”
“Please, John.”
Oh fuck. Rodney knew John liked it when Rodney called him John. That was it. “Twenty five, six, seveneightnine, oh, oh, yes.” Rodney had snuck a hand down between his body and the bed and was coming with him, counting with him, even, and they both came.
John slumped to the side and put a hand over his eyes. “Shit that was amazing.”
“Those last three so did not count,” Rodney said. “You were cheating. I’m not only going to fuck your ass tomorrow night, I’m going to kick it.”
“Shut up, Rodney.”
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