Attraction
Title: Attraction
Author: Leia/Camshaft22
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis AU
Rating: NC-17
Notes: I don't own anything, not even my car. This is for fanbingo and angelyuy.
Pairing: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Word count: 913
Square: Mutation/Physical Transformation
John Sheppard exhaled, frowning deeply as he looked across the mess hall at the Omegas, all over in their corner, being all… Omega-y. He was an Alpha, born and bred for perfection, although, some of his detractors thought maybe the omega that bred him was a little touched in the head. He didn’t care. John was Alpha and thus, superior. His kind had emerged late in the 1970’s, a natural evolution of humankind, a merging of her animal and her human kinds into a better and tougher specimen. They were the best of both and acted as its protectors. There were Alphas, Betas, Gammas, Deltas, and Omegas. Alphas were the best, the leaders, the Betas were the peacemakers, the talkers, the Gammas were the organizers, the ones that were to be relied upon to keep order, the Deltas were the tricksters, the children and the Omegas were the caretakers, the healers. Each had a role and while they mixed, they were pack after all; each group had its own area.
Which was what was bothering John.
His Omega had been acting weird. Weirder than usual. Rodney was already a weird ass Omega. Not very caring or nurturing. And a sucky healer. But he was his and John did have to admit, not very loudly, that he sort of liked that about him. Besides, his Beta, Teyla, was really caring.
Although, the more he considered it, he realized that he liked his weird group. Ronon, his Gamma, was more fierce than he was and Ford, his Delta was a little more serious than the usual Delts. They worked together well and Landry knew better than to mess with it. But John was facing a serious problem. Rodney was going out of his way to avoid him. Plus all the Omegas were helping.
Maybe he should talk to Cam, see if he had the same issues. Cam had another weird group. His Beta hardly talked, his Gamma was a genius, his Delta never shut up and his Omega was klepto. Although, the last time they had a talk, John ended up drunk and was still missing his pants.
John would handle this on his own.
***
Although, handling it was proving to be more difficult than he first imagined when he thought up this plan. Rodney was avoiding him. He hated when he did that. John was his Alpha. Although, for Rodney, that didn’t mean too much. Teyla started giving him worried looks while Ronon and Ford both laughed at him. John ignored them. He knew he’d have to corner Rodney in his lab and if they wouldn’t help, then he’d just do it on his own.
John schooled his face into seriousness as he walked through the door, about to open his mouth to talk to Rodney when he was slammed by a wave of scents. Oh shit, Rodney was in heat. He had feelings for him sure, but- GOD, his cock was hard and leaking, just being in the same room! Rodney turned as his eyes went wide.
“Oh fuck.” Rodney said, turning as he flushed in arousal. “John, get out of here! I’m in heat, you moron. Do you not read your emails?!”
John blinked. “What?”
“Sincerely? I send you that email, telling you to go away, that I was in heat and that you would be triggered as well. Do you ever read your email? Because all of a sudden, things are starting to make so much more sense.”
John frowned and walked forward. “So, you’re in heat, and that triggered mine? Well, obviously, we need to take care of this.”
“I was taking care of this. You’re the one that screwed that all up!” Rodney accused as the lab cleared out.
John smirked as he came closer. “You want me, Rodney. I want you. What’s the problem?”
Rodney looked at him, considering it and then unzipped his jacket. “Yeah, ok. Never mind then,” he said as John started undressing and they got naked. John looked him up and down and smirked, really enjoying what he saw. Instinct took over as he crossed the lab, kissing Rodney hard, rubbing against him. “You’ve always had my attention, Omega,” he told him, grabbing the lube that Rodney held up.
“You’re my Alpha,” Rodney told him, getting in position. “I’ve wanted to feel your cock since I met you. Feel your knot… God, John. Please just fuck me.”
“Demanding,” John said with affection as he rubbed against Rodney’s hole, feeling the wetness welcoming him as the Omega whined, wanting to be fucked.
“You wouldn’t want me if I weren’t,” Rodney told him, pushing down against him.
John chuckled as he slipped deep into Rodney, starting to thrust and thrust hard into him. “God, so good, so good,” he said, slamming their hips together as he got lost in fucking Rodney, barely noticing that he was jerking himself off and coming all over John’s stomach.
He thrust harder and deeper, shuddering. “I’m going to knot,” he said as he slammed deep inside Rodney and felt his cock expand and lock into Rodney’s body. John rubbed against him and finally gasped, coming long and hard, deep within Rodney. He smiled and held his Omega close, falling asleep still locked together.
FIN
Author: Leia/Camshaft22
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis AU
Rating: NC-17
Notes: I don't own anything, not even my car. This is for fanbingo and angelyuy.
Pairing: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Word count: 913
Square: Mutation/Physical Transformation
John Sheppard exhaled, frowning deeply as he looked across the mess hall at the Omegas, all over in their corner, being all… Omega-y. He was an Alpha, born and bred for perfection, although, some of his detractors thought maybe the omega that bred him was a little touched in the head. He didn’t care. John was Alpha and thus, superior. His kind had emerged late in the 1970’s, a natural evolution of humankind, a merging of her animal and her human kinds into a better and tougher specimen. They were the best of both and acted as its protectors. There were Alphas, Betas, Gammas, Deltas, and Omegas. Alphas were the best, the leaders, the Betas were the peacemakers, the talkers, the Gammas were the organizers, the ones that were to be relied upon to keep order, the Deltas were the tricksters, the children and the Omegas were the caretakers, the healers. Each had a role and while they mixed, they were pack after all; each group had its own area.
Which was what was bothering John.
His Omega had been acting weird. Weirder than usual. Rodney was already a weird ass Omega. Not very caring or nurturing. And a sucky healer. But he was his and John did have to admit, not very loudly, that he sort of liked that about him. Besides, his Beta, Teyla, was really caring.
Although, the more he considered it, he realized that he liked his weird group. Ronon, his Gamma, was more fierce than he was and Ford, his Delta was a little more serious than the usual Delts. They worked together well and Landry knew better than to mess with it. But John was facing a serious problem. Rodney was going out of his way to avoid him. Plus all the Omegas were helping.
Maybe he should talk to Cam, see if he had the same issues. Cam had another weird group. His Beta hardly talked, his Gamma was a genius, his Delta never shut up and his Omega was klepto. Although, the last time they had a talk, John ended up drunk and was still missing his pants.
John would handle this on his own.
***
Although, handling it was proving to be more difficult than he first imagined when he thought up this plan. Rodney was avoiding him. He hated when he did that. John was his Alpha. Although, for Rodney, that didn’t mean too much. Teyla started giving him worried looks while Ronon and Ford both laughed at him. John ignored them. He knew he’d have to corner Rodney in his lab and if they wouldn’t help, then he’d just do it on his own.
John schooled his face into seriousness as he walked through the door, about to open his mouth to talk to Rodney when he was slammed by a wave of scents. Oh shit, Rodney was in heat. He had feelings for him sure, but- GOD, his cock was hard and leaking, just being in the same room! Rodney turned as his eyes went wide.
“Oh fuck.” Rodney said, turning as he flushed in arousal. “John, get out of here! I’m in heat, you moron. Do you not read your emails?!”
John blinked. “What?”
“Sincerely? I send you that email, telling you to go away, that I was in heat and that you would be triggered as well. Do you ever read your email? Because all of a sudden, things are starting to make so much more sense.”
John frowned and walked forward. “So, you’re in heat, and that triggered mine? Well, obviously, we need to take care of this.”
“I was taking care of this. You’re the one that screwed that all up!” Rodney accused as the lab cleared out.
John smirked as he came closer. “You want me, Rodney. I want you. What’s the problem?”
Rodney looked at him, considering it and then unzipped his jacket. “Yeah, ok. Never mind then,” he said as John started undressing and they got naked. John looked him up and down and smirked, really enjoying what he saw. Instinct took over as he crossed the lab, kissing Rodney hard, rubbing against him. “You’ve always had my attention, Omega,” he told him, grabbing the lube that Rodney held up.
“You’re my Alpha,” Rodney told him, getting in position. “I’ve wanted to feel your cock since I met you. Feel your knot… God, John. Please just fuck me.”
“Demanding,” John said with affection as he rubbed against Rodney’s hole, feeling the wetness welcoming him as the Omega whined, wanting to be fucked.
“You wouldn’t want me if I weren’t,” Rodney told him, pushing down against him.
John chuckled as he slipped deep into Rodney, starting to thrust and thrust hard into him. “God, so good, so good,” he said, slamming their hips together as he got lost in fucking Rodney, barely noticing that he was jerking himself off and coming all over John’s stomach.
He thrust harder and deeper, shuddering. “I’m going to knot,” he said as he slammed deep inside Rodney and felt his cock expand and lock into Rodney’s body. John rubbed against him and finally gasped, coming long and hard, deep within Rodney. He smiled and held his Omega close, falling asleep still locked together.
FIN