Fic - Shick, Bic, Gillette
Title:Shick, Bic, Gillette
Author: Garneteve
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Characters: Carson/Rodney
Word Count: 1303
Rating: R ( ? )
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Not even the lady doing the back to work experience at work.
Author's Notes: If you don't like shaving fics, this is not for you.
John has had his time in the spotlight for a little bit, time to concerntrate on the other guys...they're feeling left out.
Summary: Rodney, Carson and a safety razor.
“Hold still Rodney, this won’t hurt a bit.” Carson sing songed as he walked into the room, holding a basin of warm water.
Rodney turned to look at him, “That’s what you said last time.”
“That was a needle. This isn’t.” He held up a safety razor in between his index finger and thumb, wiggling it from side to side, smiling.
“Yes. It’s a razor. Razors are sharper.” Rodney snapped, glaring at the Doctor.
“It’s a safety razor, Rodney, it won’t cut you.” Carson sighed, putting the razor down next to the basin of water.
“Yes yes, try and console the hypochondriac, lure him into a false sense of security.” He shot Carson a sharp look, “Do you know how many times I’ve cut myself shaving using one of those razors?”
“I use one too Rodney and I never cut myself.” Carson ran his hand up his jaw line, making a mental note to shave first thing in the morning before his shift. Sometimes when he lost track of time, he wouldn’t bother shaving for the morning. So he would walk around looking like some sort of medical derelict.
“Yes, because you have doctor hands. Steady hands…” Rodney trailed off, staring up at Carsons’ hands as he sat on the bed.
“And you have steady hands too, Rodney. Now sit still so I can do this” Replied Carson as he moved over to Rodney.
“Its not going to work you know.” Rodney commented, pushing his elastic waisted trousers down his body, down his legs, leaving him clad in his boxers.
“What?” Carson asked, throwing the pants in the corner of the room. He knelt between Rodneys’ spread legs, and held the razor out to inspect, and then wet it in the basin of water on the floor next to him.
Rodney just looked at him, making no movement to make this easier on the Doctor, “You need to lather it up first. It won’t work with just water.”
“Okay.” Carson pulled Rodneys’ boxers down to his ankles, and was rewarded with the sight of Rodneys’ half-hard cock, throbbing gently in time with the mans’ heartbeat. Carson picked the can of shaving gel from off the floor as well, and pumped a little on his palm, foaming it up, the rainforest scent assaulting his nose, “There. Is that better”
Carson smoothed the greeny white gel onto the thick hair at Rodneys’ groin, loving the way it clung to the coarse strands, taking more effort than just a single swipe to cover it completely. By the time he was finished covering McKay’s’ groin with the foamy gel, Rodneys’ cock was well on it’s way to full hardness, pressing it’s curve into his belly, gathering some gel along it’s length.
“Much…..no!” Rodney squirmed away as Carson picked up the razor, leaning in to take the first swipe, “Go with the grain!”
“Rodney…” Carson admonished, pulling the razor away quickly to save the squirmy scientist from unwanted cuts.
“I don’t want ingrown hairs thank you very much.” Rodney pouted, settling back down on the bed.
“Do you want your reward or not?” Carson asked, waggling his eyebrows. God, just the thought of shaving Rodney was playing havoc on his body. He was so excited, so horny, that he’d just wanted to take the man right now, ease his ache. But he was terrified. What happened if he cut Rodney? He was a Doctor, yes, but when it came to Rodney, he was all mush.
“Fine.” Rodney sulked, small smile playing about his lips as he took in Carson in his boxers, no trousers, no shirt, “Go ahead and shave me. Cut me up for all I care. Just get this over with.”
“Then stay still.” Carson growled, as he lowered the razor close to Rodneys’ groin and the white foam that was there, and moved a slick, bare skinned line up the edge of Rodneys’ thigh.
“Oh….” Rodney breathed as Carson took the razor away to rinse it in the basin, closing his eyes.
“Is that a good ‘oh’ or a bad ‘oh’?” Carson asked, turning back, and shaved another line next to the first, revealing more smooth skin. Carson felt like he was drooling.
“Just ‘oh’” Rodney replied, tilting his head back on the bed, waiting for the next stripe.
“Okay…” Carson managed to get out, loving the way the bare skin was revealed to him with a swipe of a blade, the panting he had reduced Rodney to, the way he moaned and leant into the touch when Carson gently held his erection away from the blade, carefully shaving around the base.
“Rodney? You’re not enjoying this are you?” Carson asked, smiling quietly through his lust, as he gently ran the razor across Rodneys’ balls, removing what little hair there was there.
“No…” Rodney opened his eyes, seeing Carson smile down at him, heat in the blue eyes, and how Rodney wanted him right now, “Now watch what you’re doing before you cut me.”
“Nearly done.” Carson mumbled, spreading Rodneys’ legs on the bed, and bending down low, lifting Rodneys’ balls gently in one palm, as he shave the light hair between his balls and ass.
“Oh god” Rodney moaned into the touch, sharp metal against rough-smooth skin, nearly enough to make him come right then. But the danger of sharp metal against his most sensitive parts stopped it.
“Rodney?” Carson asked, removing the razor as he finished the delicate area, and dropping it into the basin of water.
“Carson….” Rodney groaned, arching his hips off the bed at the cool breeze playing about his now naked flesh. It felt so good, so bare, so naked. Rodney reveled in it. “Wash it off.”
“Done.” Harsh whispers were all that came from Carsons’ mouth by now, as he wiped the traces of shaving gel from Rodneys’ skin, mouth going dry at the sight before him. Rodneys’ cock, while a lovely mouthful, was looking now even bigger.
“Oh, that looks…” Carson broke his words off, leaning down, dropping onto his elbows, shoving his face into Rodneys’ groin to smell at the bare flesh, to learn the new contours with his tongue, “…it looks…sexy…hot…”
Carsons’ hands moved up Rodneys thighs, threading around his thighs, hands playing with the mans’ hips, stroking the smooth skin of his abdomen, as he licked long, wet stripes up Rodneys’ skin, loving the new taste.
Unable to wait, Carson moved his head up and looking up at Rodneys’ blue eyes staring back in lust at him, took Rodneys’ length, working his tongue and lips all the way down, lodging Rodneys weeping cock in the back of his throat, moaning around it at the pure eroticness of it all.
“Carson, I’m oh, uh, uh…” Rodney stuttered out, and Carson started fighting against his gag reflex as he swallowed against Rodneys’ throbbing cock as it emptied its’ release deep in his throat.
But Carson didn’t hear, as the rubbing off on the bed under him had him come undone, shuddering hard and futilely into his pants, until he was spent and panting around Rodneys’ softening cock, creating a cool breeze that Rodney was struggling to move away from with his newly bared flesh.
After a few minutes, Carson crawled up Rodneys’ still formed and smiled when Rodney looked back up at him.
“Wow,” Carson started.
“Wow indeed,” Rodney yawned, moving his arms around Carson, hugging him into the mattress, bare groin pressed wetly up against the Doctors’ thigh, “Your turn next time…you have to try this.”
Carson began to protest, that he wasn’t ready for it, but when he heard soft snores, he knew there was no point, except to resign himself to the fact that Rodney would make it even more unbearable, more erotic than what he himself had just experience.
Author: Garneteve
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Characters: Carson/Rodney
Word Count: 1303
Rating: R ( ? )
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Not even the lady doing the back to work experience at work.
Author's Notes: If you don't like shaving fics, this is not for you.
John has had his time in the spotlight for a little bit, time to concerntrate on the other guys...they're feeling left out.
Summary: Rodney, Carson and a safety razor.
“Hold still Rodney, this won’t hurt a bit.” Carson sing songed as he walked into the room, holding a basin of warm water.
Rodney turned to look at him, “That’s what you said last time.”
“That was a needle. This isn’t.” He held up a safety razor in between his index finger and thumb, wiggling it from side to side, smiling.
“Yes. It’s a razor. Razors are sharper.” Rodney snapped, glaring at the Doctor.
“It’s a safety razor, Rodney, it won’t cut you.” Carson sighed, putting the razor down next to the basin of water.
“Yes yes, try and console the hypochondriac, lure him into a false sense of security.” He shot Carson a sharp look, “Do you know how many times I’ve cut myself shaving using one of those razors?”
“I use one too Rodney and I never cut myself.” Carson ran his hand up his jaw line, making a mental note to shave first thing in the morning before his shift. Sometimes when he lost track of time, he wouldn’t bother shaving for the morning. So he would walk around looking like some sort of medical derelict.
“Yes, because you have doctor hands. Steady hands…” Rodney trailed off, staring up at Carsons’ hands as he sat on the bed.
“And you have steady hands too, Rodney. Now sit still so I can do this” Replied Carson as he moved over to Rodney.
“Its not going to work you know.” Rodney commented, pushing his elastic waisted trousers down his body, down his legs, leaving him clad in his boxers.
“What?” Carson asked, throwing the pants in the corner of the room. He knelt between Rodneys’ spread legs, and held the razor out to inspect, and then wet it in the basin of water on the floor next to him.
Rodney just looked at him, making no movement to make this easier on the Doctor, “You need to lather it up first. It won’t work with just water.”
“Okay.” Carson pulled Rodneys’ boxers down to his ankles, and was rewarded with the sight of Rodneys’ half-hard cock, throbbing gently in time with the mans’ heartbeat. Carson picked the can of shaving gel from off the floor as well, and pumped a little on his palm, foaming it up, the rainforest scent assaulting his nose, “There. Is that better”
Carson smoothed the greeny white gel onto the thick hair at Rodneys’ groin, loving the way it clung to the coarse strands, taking more effort than just a single swipe to cover it completely. By the time he was finished covering McKay’s’ groin with the foamy gel, Rodneys’ cock was well on it’s way to full hardness, pressing it’s curve into his belly, gathering some gel along it’s length.
“Much…..no!” Rodney squirmed away as Carson picked up the razor, leaning in to take the first swipe, “Go with the grain!”
“Rodney…” Carson admonished, pulling the razor away quickly to save the squirmy scientist from unwanted cuts.
“I don’t want ingrown hairs thank you very much.” Rodney pouted, settling back down on the bed.
“Do you want your reward or not?” Carson asked, waggling his eyebrows. God, just the thought of shaving Rodney was playing havoc on his body. He was so excited, so horny, that he’d just wanted to take the man right now, ease his ache. But he was terrified. What happened if he cut Rodney? He was a Doctor, yes, but when it came to Rodney, he was all mush.
“Fine.” Rodney sulked, small smile playing about his lips as he took in Carson in his boxers, no trousers, no shirt, “Go ahead and shave me. Cut me up for all I care. Just get this over with.”
“Then stay still.” Carson growled, as he lowered the razor close to Rodneys’ groin and the white foam that was there, and moved a slick, bare skinned line up the edge of Rodneys’ thigh.
“Oh….” Rodney breathed as Carson took the razor away to rinse it in the basin, closing his eyes.
“Is that a good ‘oh’ or a bad ‘oh’?” Carson asked, turning back, and shaved another line next to the first, revealing more smooth skin. Carson felt like he was drooling.
“Just ‘oh’” Rodney replied, tilting his head back on the bed, waiting for the next stripe.
“Okay…” Carson managed to get out, loving the way the bare skin was revealed to him with a swipe of a blade, the panting he had reduced Rodney to, the way he moaned and leant into the touch when Carson gently held his erection away from the blade, carefully shaving around the base.
“Rodney? You’re not enjoying this are you?” Carson asked, smiling quietly through his lust, as he gently ran the razor across Rodneys’ balls, removing what little hair there was there.
“No…” Rodney opened his eyes, seeing Carson smile down at him, heat in the blue eyes, and how Rodney wanted him right now, “Now watch what you’re doing before you cut me.”
“Nearly done.” Carson mumbled, spreading Rodneys’ legs on the bed, and bending down low, lifting Rodneys’ balls gently in one palm, as he shave the light hair between his balls and ass.
“Oh god” Rodney moaned into the touch, sharp metal against rough-smooth skin, nearly enough to make him come right then. But the danger of sharp metal against his most sensitive parts stopped it.
“Rodney?” Carson asked, removing the razor as he finished the delicate area, and dropping it into the basin of water.
“Carson….” Rodney groaned, arching his hips off the bed at the cool breeze playing about his now naked flesh. It felt so good, so bare, so naked. Rodney reveled in it. “Wash it off.”
“Done.” Harsh whispers were all that came from Carsons’ mouth by now, as he wiped the traces of shaving gel from Rodneys’ skin, mouth going dry at the sight before him. Rodneys’ cock, while a lovely mouthful, was looking now even bigger.
“Oh, that looks…” Carson broke his words off, leaning down, dropping onto his elbows, shoving his face into Rodneys’ groin to smell at the bare flesh, to learn the new contours with his tongue, “…it looks…sexy…hot…”
Carsons’ hands moved up Rodneys thighs, threading around his thighs, hands playing with the mans’ hips, stroking the smooth skin of his abdomen, as he licked long, wet stripes up Rodneys’ skin, loving the new taste.
Unable to wait, Carson moved his head up and looking up at Rodneys’ blue eyes staring back in lust at him, took Rodneys’ length, working his tongue and lips all the way down, lodging Rodneys weeping cock in the back of his throat, moaning around it at the pure eroticness of it all.
“Carson, I’m oh, uh, uh…” Rodney stuttered out, and Carson started fighting against his gag reflex as he swallowed against Rodneys’ throbbing cock as it emptied its’ release deep in his throat.
But Carson didn’t hear, as the rubbing off on the bed under him had him come undone, shuddering hard and futilely into his pants, until he was spent and panting around Rodneys’ softening cock, creating a cool breeze that Rodney was struggling to move away from with his newly bared flesh.
After a few minutes, Carson crawled up Rodneys’ still formed and smiled when Rodney looked back up at him.
“Wow,” Carson started.
“Wow indeed,” Rodney yawned, moving his arms around Carson, hugging him into the mattress, bare groin pressed wetly up against the Doctors’ thigh, “Your turn next time…you have to try this.”
Carson began to protest, that he wasn’t ready for it, but when he heard soft snores, he knew there was no point, except to resign himself to the fact that Rodney would make it even more unbearable, more erotic than what he himself had just experience.