Fic: Happy Valentine's Day Markham/Stackhouse Rated NC-17
Title: Happy Valentine’s Day
Pairing: Markham/Stackhouse
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 3,417
Disclaimer: Sadly, they aren’t mine… if they were, all would be right with the world!
Summary: ~Sorry I couldn’t be here when you woke up, but that doesn’t mean this V-Day is a bust…~
A/N: This was written for Hobbes… AKA padfootthegrim for V-day. Since she is my Beta and this was for her… it’s unbeta’d (sorry…) please enjoy!
Jason smiled when he woke up to the card standing half open on the night stand. Nate wasn’t there, but Jason knew he wouldn’t be, they’d been talking about Nate’s early training session for almost a month now. But it was still a little disappointing to wake up on Valentine’s Day and have your lovers side of the bed not only empty, but cold. Jason reached out and snagged the card, smiled at the tiger on the front and laughed when he opened it to hear the tune to ‘Wild Thing’, it was SO Nate.
~Sorry I couldn’t be here when you woke up, but that doesn’t mean this V-Day is a bust…~ is what Nate had written inside the card. Under the sentence scrawled in Nate’s chicken scratch was a big winking smiley face followed by: Love, Tigg.
As he showered, Jason couldn’t help but wonder if Nate had something planned for later. But no matter how long they were together, Jason just couldn’t get inside Nate’s head enough to be able to guess what he might be thinking when it came to these kinds of things. He eventually decided to try not to think about it too much, but when he got to his office he found a vase filled with yellow flowers. He chuckled and plucked the card off the top.
~See, nothing to worry about. XOX T.~
Jason grinned and moved the vase from the desk over to the window seat. He wasn’t the biggest fan of flowers, and Nate knew that, which led Jason to believe that the days surprises were far from over.
Jason tried to concentrate on his work, but it was harder than he thought it would be. He’d expected that knowing Nate would be gone a month in advance would help, but they hadn’t been apart for more than a few hours at a time since they’d come back from Atlantis. He kept finding his attention slipping to the words written in the card, and his eyes kept sliding over to the ridiculous vase of flowers in the window. What had Nate been thinking when he bought flowers for Jason anyway?
He was just finishing up the third report of the day (from the stack of ten that he’d planned to do that day), when there was a knock on the door. He looked up and saw Jackson standing there with a brown paper sack. Jackson smiled and stepped into the office when Jason waved him in.
“This just came for you,” he said and put the bag on the corner of Jason’s desk.
“Thanks, what is it?”
Jackson just smiled and shrugged before stuffing his hands in his pockets and leaving the office with a bit of a bounce in his step.
Jason sighed, it wasn’t any big secret that Jackson and Jack were just about the hottest item at the SGC, and it made his chest hurt a little to think that they’d probably started the day the way he’d wanted to.
He shook his head and reached for the bag. It wasn’t like he didn’t know he’d be alone today, and it wasn’t like Nate had left him, he was just on a mission, training the newbies.
Jason’s stomach growled and he looked at the clock. “Damn,” he said when he saw that it was already after one, no wonder he was hungry. He decided that after he checked the bag, he’d head down to the mess for lunch.
In the top of the bag was a piece of paper, he recognized the writing and chuckled as he fished it out.
~You’re thinking about me aren’t you? I’m thinking about you too, but I know how you get. It’s after one in the afternoon, and you still haven’t eaten. Enjoy. Love Tigger!~
Jason shook his head and understood the little smile and shrug he’d gotten from Jackson. It wasn’t because he’d probably had mind blowing sex that morning, although Jason didn’t doubt that he had. It was because Nate had most likely told Daniel that if he hadn’t seen Jason go to the mess before one that he was to give him the bag. Nate knew him so well.
Jason pulled the bag close and took out the boxes inside, Thai food, his absolute favorite, and he didn’t doubt at all that it was Thai hot too. As he ate (and yes, it was Thai hot), he thought about the first time he’d taken Nate to get Thai food. It had been hard for him to believe that Nate had never had it, especially since Nate was the kind of guy who’d tried just about everything there was in the world to try. Jason had said as much, and Nate had just laughed and said “I guess something was telling me that I had to save something for my lover to share with me.” Then he’d taken a bite and nearly choked on the absolute heat of it.
Another three hours had passed and Jason had another two reports done, but it was after five now, and Jason didn’t think he’d be getting much more done. Nate wasn’t due back until late that night but Jason didn’t want to spend the entire day inside, sulking because Nate was gone. He decided that getting half way through his goal of ten reports was good for as distracted as he’d been all day, and he shut the computer down and stashed the files in his desk drawer. He stuffed the lunch note in his pocket and grabbed the flowers before heading out for the day. He signed out and looked longingly at the gate for a few seconds, hating the fact that he wasn’t able to go on missions anymore because of the damn wraith. He supposed though (and Nate had told him several times) that he was lucky to be alive. “My entire body went cold when your jumper was shot down,” Nate said when Jason had woken up that first time. He’d been in a coma for almost two weeks after that fight and Carson had told him that Nate had stayed right beside him for the entire time. Sheppard had said that Nate wasn’t in any position mentally to fly anyway. No one else had been badly injured and that was good. Jason had seen photos of the jumper and the crash site that had been filed in the report and he had to agree, he was damn lucky to have come out of it with no more than a bad concussion, a few burns and a couple of broken legs. Four years later, all he had to show for it was some scared skin and a limp that got worse when the weather turned cold. He sighed and pushed the thoughts as far away as he could, then he left the compound.
“What the…” he said when he found a giant teddy bear dressed in dark blue BDU’s sitting in the driver’s side of his truck. “Nate,” he said through a smile when he saw a big note tied around the bear’s neck.
~Take me home, it’s quittin’ time!~
Jason chuckled and pushed the bear over into the passenger side before climbing in and starting the truck. Nate had obviously been thinking about today for a while, but Jason had to wonder who he trusted enough to give a key to Jason’s truck. He shook his head for the millionth time that day, poured the water out of the vase and put it in the floorboard in front of the bear before leaving the parking lot. He supposed, given the circumstances, that it had been a pretty good Valentine’s Day after all. Nate would be home probably around ten or eleven and that would technically be the same day, so they’d celebrate then.
Jason decided to have a surprise of his own waiting for Nate when he got home, so he stopped at the grocery store and picked up the makings for meatloaf, Nate’s favorite meal. He also bought a bottle of vodka and a single red rose to pay Nate back for getting him flowers.
There was a note taped to the front door when Jason got home, and he rolled his eyes before juggling the bear, flowers and bags to pluck it off and carry it inside. He put the groceries away before opening the note. ~Almost time,~ was all it said, but Jason folded it neatly and put it with the other note in his pocket.
Once he had the meat all mushed together and in the oven, he decided that the big bear could live in the corner of the living room, so he carried it in and found a flower pedal on the very spot he was going to put the bear, on the pedal was a black arrow. Jason dropped the bear and looked in the direction the arrow was pointing and found another one on the coffee table. Another arrow led him to the Nate’s favorite chair, and then to the hallway, then to the bedroom door. He opened the door and found a box sitting on the bed with a note that said open me. He opened it and found a phone lying on a note that told him to press redial so he did.
“Hey lover,”
Jason smiled, that was undoubtedly Nate’s voice, but it was a recording.
“Look in the top drawer of your dresser,” the recording instructed, so Jason went over. He found a box and laughed when he read the words chocolate thong.
“Put it on,” Nate’s voice told him. “It’ll just be starting to melt when I get there.”
Jason looked around, Nate wasn’t due home for another few hours, but he decided to do as he was told. He went into the kitchen and turned off the oven before returning to the bedroom and putting the cold chocolate on. He felt a little silly standing in the middle of the room, completely naked except for a pair of chocolate underwear. He looked over at the bed and thought about lying down, but he didn’t want to get chocolate all over the blanket, so he just stood there.
He nearly jumped out of his skin when a high-pitched unfamiliar ring filled the room. Looking over at the bed he saw the new phone was lit up, so he picked it up and pressed the answer button.
“Almost there,” Another recording of Nate’s voice told him. “I want you to think about the things you want done to you tonight. Think hard enough to get yourself hot and hard, I don’t want to have to wait. I’ve been thinking about you all day.”
Jason didn’t have to think about anything though; just the sound of Nate’s voice during that last call had him getting hard. Nate was probably planning something unbelievably dirty, and he’d probably been thinking about it all day, which most likely meant that Nate had spent a good portion of the day with his own erection. Jason was fully hard after that train of thought, Nate working with a hard on meant for Jason was one of the things Jason had thought about time and again. Coming home to a hot sweaty and horny Nate was something else he’d thought about a lot. Along with having himself fucked into the mattress by a lover that had been wanting him all day.
He whimpered as he felt the chocolate covering his cock softening and getting warmer, he hoped Nate was closer than he thought he was, otherwise he’d come home to Jason standing in a puddle of melted chocolate. His ears pricked when he heard what sounded like the door opening, but sighed when Nate didn’t come bursting through the door an instant later. Turning toward the bed, he willed the phone to ring again, he wanted to hear Nate’s voice again, preferably saying something deliciously filthy.
“Thinking about me?”
Jason turned toward the door and his heart sped up when he saw Nate standing there, completely naked with his cock thick and swollen. A moment later, Nate had crossed the room and pulled Jason into a fierce kiss, smearing the slightly melted chocolate into Jason’s hot skin.
“Fuck,” Nate said when he pulled away and started pushing Jason back toward the bed. “I’ve wanted to fuck you all day.”
Jason whimpered and pulled Nate into another kiss, but ended it quickly when he felt the bed brush the backs of his legs. “The blanket,” he said frantically.
“Fuck the blanket,” Nate replied and pushed Jason down. As Nate lowered himself onto Jason’s body and started grinding his erection into the chocolate, Jason couldn’t agree more.
After a moment, Jason started thrusting up against Nate, and hating the chocolate that was keeping him from feeling his lover’s cock on his.
“Ah ah,” Nate said and pushed himself up off of Jason, making him moan at the loss of the warm weight. “I’m hungry.”
Jason furrowed his brow, unable to believe that Nate was thinking about food after he’d got Jason all worked up. He needn’t have worried though; Nate kneeled between Jason’s spread legs and began lapping at the soft chocolate underwear.
“Oh…” Jason sighed and rolled his hips up, wanting to feel so much more.
Nate was making filthy noises as the chocolate slowly vanished, but he wasn’t touching Jason anywhere. “Oh God Tigger, hurry up,” Jason moaned.
Nate chuckled but it did feel like he was licking a little faster, and before too much longer, Jason could actually feel Nate’s tongue getting closer to his flesh. He’d never come from something like this, and thought that it was impossible, but the way his belly was burning was making him rethink that.
“Oh Jesus!” He groaned and tried to roll his hips closer to Nate’s mouth. This was absolute torture, he wanted Nate’s hot wet mouth around his cock, he wanted to feel his dick sliding into Nate’s throat and have it tighten around the head as Nate swallowed him down. He wanted to feel himself getting closer and closer to orgasm as Nate ran his tongue down the shaft of Jason’s cock and sucked his balls in, rolling his tongue over them. He wanted… oh god… “Ti… tigger…” Jason moaned as his hips began thrusting of their own accord. Nate had broken through the chocolate, and Jason felt his tongue sliding up the crease at the side of Jason’s balls. “Oh fuck,” he moaned again and tried to hold still as Nate’s tongue moved over to the other side of his balls and then back to his cock. The licking never stopped, tiny little laps driving Jason insane.
“Please… Nate, please,” Jason pleaded as he squirmed under Nate’s ministrations.
“Fuck it,” Nate growled and Jason gasped as his cock was swallowed whole.
Nate was sucking… hard… and his hand was snaking under Jason’s ass, making its way toward Jason’s hole.
“Nate… Tigger… Oh Jesus…” Jason was babbling, “I need… Fuck Nate, I need you…” his breathing was heavy, fast shallow gasps, and his blood was fire in his veins and thunder in his ears. A moment later, Nate’s finger found its way through the melted chocolate smeared between Jason’s cheeks and Jason felt his balls tighten, moaning long and deep as he gripped handfuls of Nate’s hair, his back arched up and he howled as he came down Nate’s throat.
Nate pulled off and Jason tasted a mixture of chocolate and his own come as Nate thrust his tongue into Jason’s mouth. He felt himself being moved across the bed until his head was lying on the pillow and his legs were being spread even further apart.
“Fuck me,” Jason pleaded, pulling his legs up until his thighs were squeezing Nate’s sides, “please, Nate… fuck me now.”
He whimpered and pressed down against the blunt head that was pressing lightly at his entrance. They’d dry fucked more times than either of them could remember, it was a major turn on for them both. They’d been together for decades now, and they’d tried everything there was, except using melted chocolate for lube.
“Please, Tigger, now,” Jason demanded.
Nate growled and pressed forward until the head breached the muscle. Leaning down, Jason found Nate’s mouth on his again, and he wrapped his arms around Nate’s shoulders and pulled him tighter against him.
Nate’s hips were rocking slowly, a gentle sliding easing the burn of the dry stretch. Jason loosened his grip and Nate leaned up, thrusting forward until Jason felt Nate’s balls pressing against his ass. He hissed and squeezed Nate’s biceps as he pressed down onto him. “Oh yeah…” he sighed as Nate started thrusting into him.
They were both sweating and their bodies were sliding together smoothly as they looked into one another’s eyes.
“I love you… so much,” Nate panted as he pounded into Jason’s body.
“Love you too,” Jason replied. “Missed you… today…” He grunted as Nate tagged his prostate. “Jesus!”
Nate was close, Jason could tell by his breathing and how his hips were beginning to stutter.
“Fuck…” Nate grunted and thrust harder, pressing against Jason. He could feel his lover’s muscles shaking, then he felt Nate filling him up.
Jason moaned and arched his back, pressing himself further down onto Nate’s throbbing dick. A breath later, Nate collapsed and Jason gathered him close and held him until the trembling of his muscles calmed down.
“Damn, Jas,” Nate breathed into Jason’s neck as he slipped out of Jason and slid to the side of him, holding him close. “I didn’t want to leave you today.”
Jason smiled and shook his head. “I know, but you’re here now, and that’s all that matters. I have one question though.”
Nate sighed and pulled Jason even closer, Jason went willingly, “what?” Nate asked.
“When did you have time to get all this set up?”
Nate laughed lightly. “The card and flowers were set up a week ago, the rest happened today.”
“What?” Jason asked and pulled back. “You were off world.”
“Yeah,” Nate answered with a small smile. “I was… until ten o’clock, when Jenkins broke his ankle when he tripped over a faux landmine. Needless to say he’s not going to make the cut.”
“You’ve…” Jason began and pushed away from Nate. “You ass, you’ve been home since ten am?”
“I have,” Nate smiled and planted a soft kiss on Jason’s mouth.
“So lunch…”
“Yeah. I went out and bought it, then asked Daniel to take it to you.”
“And the bear…”
“I put it in your truck.”
“The flower pedals and the thong?”
“Bought them today at noon, and set it all up.”
“The phone?”
“Track phone, I bought it at the mall.”
Jason couldn’t even believe what he was hearing. He’d been missing his lover all day while he ran around town goofing off.
“The recordings?”
“Didn’t you recognize that you were calling our home phone? I turned off the ringers on all the phones.” Jason glared at him, but Nate just blushed. “Your um… your mom called, I didn’t know until I heard the machine beep.”
Jason felt his mouth fall open, but he couldn’t stop the laugh that was bubbling up his throat.
“My mom heard…”
“Yup, she told me that I’m an idiot, but a thoughtful idiot who obviously loves her son… even if the only thing I think about besides alcohol is fucking you.”
“My mom said fucking?”
“I couldn’t believe it either.”
Jason shook his head; he wanted to be mad that they could have been celebrating (not to mention fucking) all day long while he spent his day trying to focus on stupid reports instead. But he couldn’t stay mad at Nate, no matter what he did.
“I need a smoke,” Jason said and sat up.
Nate followed him and cupped his hand under Jason’s shin, lifting his face to his. “Trust me, we need to shower first,” he said and motioned toward his own dick.
Jason looked down and laughed. “Oh Jesus, that looks disgusting.”
“Felt good though,” Nate replied.
Jason smiled and nodded. “It always does,” Jason replied and kissed Nate again before getting off the bed and heading toward the bathroom.
“Hey,” he said as he poked his head out through the open door. “You know you’re going to pay for making me wait… right?”
Nate smiled and nodded. “I’m looking forward to it.”
END