Sylum Fic: Benton Knows Best (Stargate: Atlantis - FRT - John Sheppard, Benton Fraser)
Here is the next part of the series I am currently working on. Enjoy!
This is APPROVED Sylum Canon.
Title: Benton Knows Best
Author: Jayme/John Sheppard
Prompt #: 49-Lust
Summary: The continuation of the series where John and Fraser are helping to look for Nick.
Beta: Onigami/Lorne, Ash K/Abby Whistler, Kaz/Mickey Stone, thanks guys!
Fandom(s): Sylum-Stargate: Atlantis, Due South
Genre (general, hetero or slash): Pre-Slash
Pairing/Characters: John Sheppard (Jean Francis), Benton Fraser (Benton Francois)
Rating: FRT
Warnings: No real spoilers unless you haven’t read Sylum at all.
Notes: This story is APPROVED Sylum Canon. I would like to thank Bev for allowing me to play in the Sylum sandbox. This is another contribution to my Sylum100 challenge. The title comes from Kaz/Mickey, thanks babe. This story takes place shortly after When It All Begins. The guys are still in England looking for Nick. Enjoy!
Jean Francis, or John D'Artagnan as his friends knew him, tried to flex his arm again and hissed as pain shot through the joint.
"I told you not to get in a fight with that guy, John," Benton Francois rubbed in. "I mean, he was only twice your size."
John just groaned in annoyance.
"What was that?" Benton teased. "I'll listen to Benton the next time, instead of being stubborn?"
John just ignored him and face-planted on one of the beds in the room they were sharing. He moaned in pain as his shoulder was jarred.
"What did you say?"
"Bite me, Benton," was the muffled reply.
"My pleasure," he leered, causing John to snort into his pillow.
"At least I beat him," John retorted, causing Benton to swat him playfully on the ass.
"Mmm..." John smirked. "Always knew you were a kinky bastard, don't start something you're not going to finish," he joked.
"Oh, I'll finish alright," he said suggestively. "Come on, let's get that shirt off, I want to see how much damage was done and if I can get that muscle to relax," he said as he helped John maneuver the shirt over his head. He got up and rummaged in his bag for some oil and drizzled some on John's back. He then moved to sit, straddling his upper thighs.
"You trying to come onto me, Ben?"
"Trust me, you'd know if I was coming onto you," he responded as he started rubbing the oil in and kneading the muscles.
"Oh...damn..." John breathed.
"Feels good?"
John's response was to grunt as Benton worked the tissues deep in his shoulder.
Benton made sure to work out all of the kinks in the muscles in John's neck and shoulders before moving to his back and spine. He just smiled as John moaned and started to go limp. He made sure to brush his hands over John's ass before moving onto his thighs and calves.
John gasped softly in response and wondered what Benton was up to. He soon forgot his thoughts as Benton moved back up and worked on his shoulders more. When John was completely relaxed, and almost asleep, Benton leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth before moving to his own bed.
"Sleep well, D'Artagnan," he murmured as John drifted off.
This is APPROVED Sylum Canon.
Title: Benton Knows Best
Author: Jayme/John Sheppard
Prompt #: 49-Lust
Summary: The continuation of the series where John and Fraser are helping to look for Nick.
Beta: Onigami/Lorne, Ash K/Abby Whistler, Kaz/Mickey Stone, thanks guys!
Fandom(s): Sylum-Stargate: Atlantis, Due South
Genre (general, hetero or slash): Pre-Slash
Pairing/Characters: John Sheppard (Jean Francis), Benton Fraser (Benton Francois)
Rating: FRT
Warnings: No real spoilers unless you haven’t read Sylum at all.
Notes: This story is APPROVED Sylum Canon. I would like to thank Bev for allowing me to play in the Sylum sandbox. This is another contribution to my Sylum100 challenge. The title comes from Kaz/Mickey, thanks babe. This story takes place shortly after When It All Begins. The guys are still in England looking for Nick. Enjoy!
Jean Francis, or John D'Artagnan as his friends knew him, tried to flex his arm again and hissed as pain shot through the joint.
"I told you not to get in a fight with that guy, John," Benton Francois rubbed in. "I mean, he was only twice your size."
John just groaned in annoyance.
"What was that?" Benton teased. "I'll listen to Benton the next time, instead of being stubborn?"
John just ignored him and face-planted on one of the beds in the room they were sharing. He moaned in pain as his shoulder was jarred.
"What did you say?"
"Bite me, Benton," was the muffled reply.
"My pleasure," he leered, causing John to snort into his pillow.
"At least I beat him," John retorted, causing Benton to swat him playfully on the ass.
"Mmm..." John smirked. "Always knew you were a kinky bastard, don't start something you're not going to finish," he joked.
"Oh, I'll finish alright," he said suggestively. "Come on, let's get that shirt off, I want to see how much damage was done and if I can get that muscle to relax," he said as he helped John maneuver the shirt over his head. He got up and rummaged in his bag for some oil and drizzled some on John's back. He then moved to sit, straddling his upper thighs.
"You trying to come onto me, Ben?"
"Trust me, you'd know if I was coming onto you," he responded as he started rubbing the oil in and kneading the muscles.
"Oh...damn..." John breathed.
"Feels good?"
John's response was to grunt as Benton worked the tissues deep in his shoulder.
Benton made sure to work out all of the kinks in the muscles in John's neck and shoulders before moving to his back and spine. He just smiled as John moaned and started to go limp. He made sure to brush his hands over John's ass before moving onto his thighs and calves.
John gasped softly in response and wondered what Benton was up to. He soon forgot his thoughts as Benton moved back up and worked on his shoulders more. When John was completely relaxed, and almost asleep, Benton leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth before moving to his own bed.
"Sleep well, D'Artagnan," he murmured as John drifted off.