Kink Bingo Fic - Dirty Talk
Title: Dirty Talk
Author: Garneteve
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Rodney/Unknown
Summary: Rodney hears something.
Written for: kink_bingo
Author's Notes: Unbeta'd. Please feel free to point out any mistakes. Thankyou. Feedback is kittens.
All he could hear was static
Someone had left their radio ear piece on his desk, and he couldn’t initially find anything wrong with it, that is, if indeed someone had left it there to be fixed.
Until he put it to his ear.
He tried to call the Gate room…static.
The infirmary…static.
He even tried to call Sheppard…static.
Rodney was just about to take the radio off, fingers poised at the shell of his ear, when he heard it.
Above the static, Rodney could swear he heard a moan.
“Hello? Hello?” Rodney called, trying to activate the mic…static.
There it was again. The moan. Yes, definitely a moan.
“Are you okay? Are you hurt?” Rodney asked into the microphone, but whoever was on the other end didn’t answer.
Instead, whoever was on the other end, began to breathe heavy, moaning softly.
Rodney shifted uncomfortably in his seat, glancing around. Apparently, everyone had left for the night, and he was here on his own.
“Do you need help?” Rodney asked the person on the other end again, just wanting to make sure he’d done all he could to help whoever it was on the other end.
Rodney frowned as he heard another noise in the background, above the heavy breathing and occasional moans. It sounded like someone was touching the microphone, but the sudden gasp and louder moan made his dick harden as he realised it was someone stroking themselves. A male someone.
The breaths got steadily deeper, moans now more often, harsh words whispered against the constant skin on skin rhythm in the background.
It made Rodney glance around again, before reaching his hand and undoing his fly, thinking the doors locked and the lights lower. Guiltily, Rodney took his hardening length in hand, and slowly began to stroke himself, not setting the faster pace he could hear in the background.
The man on the other end of the headset moaned, gasped and cussed, but the sound of a hand jacking a slick cock never faltered, and Rodney sped up slightly at the whispered words of a stranger.
“My cock is so fucking hard right now…feels good…feels so good…”
Rodney gasped, tightening his hand on himself, stroking himself faster.
“Mmmmm…yeah…oh fuck…”
Rodney only heard those last words over and over, varying in length and intensity until the voice on the other end of the headset stuttered to a stop and let out the most sex hungry keen he’d ever heard.
He whited out, pleasure ripping through his body until the dirty whispering got too much. He came on his hand and desk, gasping for breath, even as he slowly realised the headset was now completely silent.
And the only thing telling him he’d not imagined it, was the sticky mess on his latest research.
Author: Garneteve
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Rodney/Unknown
Summary: Rodney hears something.
Written for: kink_bingo
Author's Notes: Unbeta'd. Please feel free to point out any mistakes. Thankyou. Feedback is kittens.
All he could hear was static
Someone had left their radio ear piece on his desk, and he couldn’t initially find anything wrong with it, that is, if indeed someone had left it there to be fixed.
Until he put it to his ear.
He tried to call the Gate room…static.
The infirmary…static.
He even tried to call Sheppard…static.
Rodney was just about to take the radio off, fingers poised at the shell of his ear, when he heard it.
Above the static, Rodney could swear he heard a moan.
“Hello? Hello?” Rodney called, trying to activate the mic…static.
There it was again. The moan. Yes, definitely a moan.
“Are you okay? Are you hurt?” Rodney asked into the microphone, but whoever was on the other end didn’t answer.
Instead, whoever was on the other end, began to breathe heavy, moaning softly.
Rodney shifted uncomfortably in his seat, glancing around. Apparently, everyone had left for the night, and he was here on his own.
“Do you need help?” Rodney asked the person on the other end again, just wanting to make sure he’d done all he could to help whoever it was on the other end.
Rodney frowned as he heard another noise in the background, above the heavy breathing and occasional moans. It sounded like someone was touching the microphone, but the sudden gasp and louder moan made his dick harden as he realised it was someone stroking themselves. A male someone.
The breaths got steadily deeper, moans now more often, harsh words whispered against the constant skin on skin rhythm in the background.
It made Rodney glance around again, before reaching his hand and undoing his fly, thinking the doors locked and the lights lower. Guiltily, Rodney took his hardening length in hand, and slowly began to stroke himself, not setting the faster pace he could hear in the background.
The man on the other end of the headset moaned, gasped and cussed, but the sound of a hand jacking a slick cock never faltered, and Rodney sped up slightly at the whispered words of a stranger.
“My cock is so fucking hard right now…feels good…feels so good…”
Rodney gasped, tightening his hand on himself, stroking himself faster.
“Mmmmm…yeah…oh fuck…”
Rodney only heard those last words over and over, varying in length and intensity until the voice on the other end of the headset stuttered to a stop and let out the most sex hungry keen he’d ever heard.
He whited out, pleasure ripping through his body until the dirty whispering got too much. He came on his hand and desk, gasping for breath, even as he slowly realised the headset was now completely silent.
And the only thing telling him he’d not imagined it, was the sticky mess on his latest research.