Fic: This Is How You Remind Me/ Markham and Stackhouse/ NC17
Title: This is How You Remind me
Pairing: Jason Markham/ Nathan Stackhouse
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Exibitionism
Word Count: 1,335
Disclaimer: They aren’t mine… but they should be!!
Summary: Nate and Jason are stuck in the observation room.
AN: This was written for the Kink Bingo space Exhibitionism.
Markham sighed as he flopped back on one of the beds that sat in the center of the observation room they were in and stared up at the light. “Nothing even happened, how long are they going to keep us in here?” he asked.
“Until they’re satisfied that nothing happened,” Stackhouse replied.
“It’s been hours, Nate. If something was going to happen it would have happened already. All we did was have a meal with the natives on the planet, that happens all the time.”
“Yeah, but it usually happens with the entire team. They chose us, you and I alone, to share a meal with them and you know why.”
Jason sighed again and scooted over to make room for Nate on the bed. They’d been in the room for three and a half hours and there was no sign that they’d be getting out soon.
Nate climbed onto the bed and snuggled in close behind Jason, wrapping his arms around his lover. “You know Hobbes,” Nate said, using the nickname they’d acquired from Jason’s nephews, “Don’t ask, don’t tell is gone,” he whispered huskily into Jason’s ear.
“Yeah, it’s about time too, but what does that have to do with anything?”
Nate snuggled closer and rested his hand low on Jason’s belly. “They’re watching us to make sure nothing is going to burst out of our chests.”
“I know, it’s ridiculous.”
“No… they’re watching us,” Nate emphasized.
“Yeah, I- oh… they are,” Jason replied, finally catching Nate’s train of thought.
“Carson is up there,” Nate whispered as he pulled Jason’s shirt out of his pants and dipped his fingers inside. “So is Woolsey, and probably even John and Rodney.” He pushed his hand further into Jason’s pants and pressed his palm against Jason’s quickly hardening cock.
“Oh,” Jason whispered. “Carson… John and Rodney.”
There was no doubt that the audio was on and recording in the small room above them, so they were both making sure that the only sounds that would be picked up were their harsh breaths and Jason’s soft moans of pleasure.
“And they have a perfect view of your beautiful body.”
Jason moaned as Nate wrapped his hand around Jason’s cock and gave a light squeeze.
“I want them to see you,” Nate whispered against Jason’s ear, making his lover shiver. “I want them to watch me fuck you.”
“Oh fuck, Tigger,” Jason said, unable to keep his voice low.
“Do you think you’re still loose enough from the planet?” Nate asked, his own voice louder than he wanted, but the excitement of being watched was getting to be too much.
“Are you kidding?” Jason asked. “It’s only been three hours, and even if I’m not… I want you anyway, Nate. Fuck me, please.”
Nate pulled his hand out of Jason’s pants and they quickly began removing their clothes. Being watched was a turn on for both of them, and they’d exhibited several times in the course of their relationship. Sometimes the people were openly watching, but most times they were at a distance. A lot of the time, the people who were watching thought that Nate and Jason didn’t know they were there, but they always had. Normally, they’d make undressing part of the show, but this time not only did they not know when John or Woolsey would put a stop to it, but they were both so hard that it hurt to be in their pants. So they shed their clothes, neither of them getting off the bed to do it, and came back together in a searing kiss. Nate’s hands trailed down Jason’s back to his ass, where he squeezed and spread Jason’s cheeks apart sliding one finger between them.
“Fuck, you are still loose, and perfectly lubed with my come. I want to fuck you, Jason.”
“Yes… please,” Jason panted. It only took an instant to figure out what position would show them both off beautifully and he turned over so that his back was to Nate.
They’d done this enough for Jason to be able to envision what Nate was doing behind him, and he knew that their observers were watching Nate stroke himself in preparation. Nate would have the look of utter lust on his face as he ran his hand up and down the length of his dick, his mouth would be slightly ajar, and depending on how playful he felt his tongue might be wetting his lips just enough to make them shine.
Jason was so intent on watching Nate in his mind that he gasped when he felt the blunt head of Nate’s cock against his hole. “Oh yeah, Tig,” he sighed and pressed back against his lover.
“Fuck, Jason, I love how you take me. Your body fits me perfectly. Your ass always seems so hungry for my cock.”
“Starving,” Jason agreed and moaned long and loud as Nate began moving inside him.
Nate wrapped his arm around Jason, supporting him as he rocked in and out of his body. Sliding his hand up Jason’s body, he flicked a nipple and squeezed it tightly making Jason yelp in absolute pleasure.
“We should pierce your nipples,” Nate said.
“Oh god…” Jason said by way of agreement and he rocked back against Nate, taking him in further. He reached up and took Nate’s hand, pulling it down to his aching cock. “Make me come,” he begged.
Nate moaned his pleasure and wrapped his hand around Jason’s erection as he thrust faster and harder. “You’re so beautiful, Hobbes, I love you so much.” His breathing was speeding up and they both knew it wouldn’t be much longer before the show was over.
Jason was rocking his hips in counterpoint to Nate’s motions; the room was filled with the sounds of slapping skin and pleasured moans. Jason was close, embarrassingly close, but the idea of John and Rodney standing above them and looking down was… it was too much to handle. He wanted to give them a good show and the finale was approaching quickly.
“Ah, Nate,” Jason sighed, “so close now.”
“Me too,” Nate agreed and mouthed Jason’s neck. “Come for me, Jason, I want to feel you squeeze me.”
That was what Jason needed to push him over the edge. He came hard, spurting over the edge of the bed as Nate squeezed his cock harder.
“Oh fuck,” Nate shouted as Jason came. He thrust forward once more before pressing in and holding Jason close as he came as well. “Damn Hobbes, you feel so good,” Nate said a moment later as he carefully pulled out of Jason’s body.
The sound of a throat being cleared came over the intercom of the room and Jason could tell that it was John; he had to fight to keep the smile off his face.
“You guys can uh- you can go. The test results all came back negative so… yeah, you’re free to um… go.”
The intercom went silent and Jason knew the recording equipment was being turned off. He wondered for a moment as he cleaned himself with the sheet, if John was making a copy and if he was, what would he and Rodney be doing with it later? A smile slid across his face as he finished getting dressed and went over to Nate.
“What are you thinking about?” Nate asked, pulling Jason in close.
“The recording,” Jason answered.
Nate smiled and kissed him softly. “I was thinking about that myself, I wonder if we could get Sheppard to make us a copy too.”
Jason moaned as he ran his hands down Nate’s chest. “I bet we could, but we should get out of this room so it can be cleaned. We can go upstairs and ask the colonel about getting us a copy.”
Nate laughed and turned toward the door, “Yeah, I’m sure he’ll be making more than one.”
“I have no doubt,” Jason replied as he wrapped his arm around Nate’s waist and left the observation room.
~FIN
Pairing: Jason Markham/ Nathan Stackhouse
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Exibitionism
Word Count: 1,335
Disclaimer: They aren’t mine… but they should be!!
Summary: Nate and Jason are stuck in the observation room.
AN: This was written for the Kink Bingo space Exhibitionism.
Markham sighed as he flopped back on one of the beds that sat in the center of the observation room they were in and stared up at the light. “Nothing even happened, how long are they going to keep us in here?” he asked.
“Until they’re satisfied that nothing happened,” Stackhouse replied.
“It’s been hours, Nate. If something was going to happen it would have happened already. All we did was have a meal with the natives on the planet, that happens all the time.”
“Yeah, but it usually happens with the entire team. They chose us, you and I alone, to share a meal with them and you know why.”
Jason sighed again and scooted over to make room for Nate on the bed. They’d been in the room for three and a half hours and there was no sign that they’d be getting out soon.
Nate climbed onto the bed and snuggled in close behind Jason, wrapping his arms around his lover. “You know Hobbes,” Nate said, using the nickname they’d acquired from Jason’s nephews, “Don’t ask, don’t tell is gone,” he whispered huskily into Jason’s ear.
“Yeah, it’s about time too, but what does that have to do with anything?”
Nate snuggled closer and rested his hand low on Jason’s belly. “They’re watching us to make sure nothing is going to burst out of our chests.”
“I know, it’s ridiculous.”
“No… they’re watching us,” Nate emphasized.
“Yeah, I- oh… they are,” Jason replied, finally catching Nate’s train of thought.
“Carson is up there,” Nate whispered as he pulled Jason’s shirt out of his pants and dipped his fingers inside. “So is Woolsey, and probably even John and Rodney.” He pushed his hand further into Jason’s pants and pressed his palm against Jason’s quickly hardening cock.
“Oh,” Jason whispered. “Carson… John and Rodney.”
There was no doubt that the audio was on and recording in the small room above them, so they were both making sure that the only sounds that would be picked up were their harsh breaths and Jason’s soft moans of pleasure.
“And they have a perfect view of your beautiful body.”
Jason moaned as Nate wrapped his hand around Jason’s cock and gave a light squeeze.
“I want them to see you,” Nate whispered against Jason’s ear, making his lover shiver. “I want them to watch me fuck you.”
“Oh fuck, Tigger,” Jason said, unable to keep his voice low.
“Do you think you’re still loose enough from the planet?” Nate asked, his own voice louder than he wanted, but the excitement of being watched was getting to be too much.
“Are you kidding?” Jason asked. “It’s only been three hours, and even if I’m not… I want you anyway, Nate. Fuck me, please.”
Nate pulled his hand out of Jason’s pants and they quickly began removing their clothes. Being watched was a turn on for both of them, and they’d exhibited several times in the course of their relationship. Sometimes the people were openly watching, but most times they were at a distance. A lot of the time, the people who were watching thought that Nate and Jason didn’t know they were there, but they always had. Normally, they’d make undressing part of the show, but this time not only did they not know when John or Woolsey would put a stop to it, but they were both so hard that it hurt to be in their pants. So they shed their clothes, neither of them getting off the bed to do it, and came back together in a searing kiss. Nate’s hands trailed down Jason’s back to his ass, where he squeezed and spread Jason’s cheeks apart sliding one finger between them.
“Fuck, you are still loose, and perfectly lubed with my come. I want to fuck you, Jason.”
“Yes… please,” Jason panted. It only took an instant to figure out what position would show them both off beautifully and he turned over so that his back was to Nate.
They’d done this enough for Jason to be able to envision what Nate was doing behind him, and he knew that their observers were watching Nate stroke himself in preparation. Nate would have the look of utter lust on his face as he ran his hand up and down the length of his dick, his mouth would be slightly ajar, and depending on how playful he felt his tongue might be wetting his lips just enough to make them shine.
Jason was so intent on watching Nate in his mind that he gasped when he felt the blunt head of Nate’s cock against his hole. “Oh yeah, Tig,” he sighed and pressed back against his lover.
“Fuck, Jason, I love how you take me. Your body fits me perfectly. Your ass always seems so hungry for my cock.”
“Starving,” Jason agreed and moaned long and loud as Nate began moving inside him.
Nate wrapped his arm around Jason, supporting him as he rocked in and out of his body. Sliding his hand up Jason’s body, he flicked a nipple and squeezed it tightly making Jason yelp in absolute pleasure.
“We should pierce your nipples,” Nate said.
“Oh god…” Jason said by way of agreement and he rocked back against Nate, taking him in further. He reached up and took Nate’s hand, pulling it down to his aching cock. “Make me come,” he begged.
Nate moaned his pleasure and wrapped his hand around Jason’s erection as he thrust faster and harder. “You’re so beautiful, Hobbes, I love you so much.” His breathing was speeding up and they both knew it wouldn’t be much longer before the show was over.
Jason was rocking his hips in counterpoint to Nate’s motions; the room was filled with the sounds of slapping skin and pleasured moans. Jason was close, embarrassingly close, but the idea of John and Rodney standing above them and looking down was… it was too much to handle. He wanted to give them a good show and the finale was approaching quickly.
“Ah, Nate,” Jason sighed, “so close now.”
“Me too,” Nate agreed and mouthed Jason’s neck. “Come for me, Jason, I want to feel you squeeze me.”
That was what Jason needed to push him over the edge. He came hard, spurting over the edge of the bed as Nate squeezed his cock harder.
“Oh fuck,” Nate shouted as Jason came. He thrust forward once more before pressing in and holding Jason close as he came as well. “Damn Hobbes, you feel so good,” Nate said a moment later as he carefully pulled out of Jason’s body.
The sound of a throat being cleared came over the intercom of the room and Jason could tell that it was John; he had to fight to keep the smile off his face.
“You guys can uh- you can go. The test results all came back negative so… yeah, you’re free to um… go.”
The intercom went silent and Jason knew the recording equipment was being turned off. He wondered for a moment as he cleaned himself with the sheet, if John was making a copy and if he was, what would he and Rodney be doing with it later? A smile slid across his face as he finished getting dressed and went over to Nate.
“What are you thinking about?” Nate asked, pulling Jason in close.
“The recording,” Jason answered.
Nate smiled and kissed him softly. “I was thinking about that myself, I wonder if we could get Sheppard to make us a copy too.”
Jason moaned as he ran his hands down Nate’s chest. “I bet we could, but we should get out of this room so it can be cleaned. We can go upstairs and ask the colonel about getting us a copy.”
Nate laughed and turned toward the door, “Yeah, I’m sure he’ll be making more than one.”
“I have no doubt,” Jason replied as he wrapped his arm around Nate’s waist and left the observation room.
~FIN