The Pack (19/?)
Title: The Pack (19/?)
Author: Nightchaser_sla
Rating: NC17
Warnings (for this chapter): graphic m/m
Summary: A hand ran softly through his hair, and he moved his head so as to nuzzle into Sam's palm before slowly opening his eyes and glaring at her, part of him embarrassed that John didn't seem to want to stop despite the Huntress in the room.
Authors Note: Because its not The Pack without smut :)
Previous chapters
Each strong thrust hit that sweet spot deep inside his body, causing stars to flash across his vision. He ran his hands over skin covered in a sheen of sweat, feeling the muscles tense and then relax beneath the velvety flesh.
"John," he moaned softly, pressing his lips to the other mans collar bone and feeling his whole body tremble as the fingers clutching at his hips slid around to pull him further up off the bed.
"God." Sharp teeth nipped at his shoulder causing him to gasp at the pain which quickly morphed into pleasure. "Rod-ney."
Sliding his hands up over John's shoulders and into his impossible hair turned damp from the exertions of the two previous rounds before this one, gently pulling his head away from his neck so that they could devour each others mouths. Rodney had to admit that he hadn't exactly been the most sexually active man before Atlantis but he had never thought of himself as having missed out on anything, he had been oh so wrong. Sheppard's hands on his skin, their tongues tangling wetly together, and the other man pushing steadily in and then out; it was more erotic pleasure than he had ever believed was possible.
It wasn't very often that they got the whole Hold to themselves as generally Ronan or Teyla were in their meditating or working out, even Zelenka had stopped spending so much time in the labs and made an attempt to spend time with the Pack. This afternoon however all three of them were on the mainland setting up an irrigation system for the Athosians, and so John had managed to lure him out of the lab by telling him that a new way to brew the coffee had just been discovered. It turned out that John Sheppard was very good at lying, he was also very good at making up for it.
With a soft groan Rodney hitched his leg further up John's waist, desperately trying to increase the angle so that he could find the release that was building up inside. God he was so close and John, being the bastard that he was, was holding him off for as long as possible. Though he knew that they were both getting close to climax, their bodies rocking together in increasingly shallow thrusts as gasps and groans filled the room. He was so lost in sensations that he didn't notice the door slide open, nor the presence in the room before the bed dipped. A hand ran softly through his hair, and he moved his head so as to nuzzle into Sam's palm before slowly opening his eyes and glaring at her, part of him embarrassed that John didn't seem to want to stop despite the Huntress in the room.
''What' he mouthed at her, ignoring the teasing smile on her face.
"Elizabeth and Carson have agreed to let Janet conduct tests on Cadman to see if there are any physiological differences now that she's the Queen," said Sam, obviously trying to keep her voice light so as not to break the mood in the room.
"Physiological?" muttered Rodney, his eyes closing as John captured his mouth again.
Sam's hand continued stroking through his hair as he kissed John languidly, a familiar tingling sensation starting in the back of his legs and base of spine as his orgasm started to build up.
"They think she might have a rogue hormone in her system," answered Sam, fingers grazing his cheek so as to linger at the corner of his mouth.
John's thrusts were becoming rougher as she talked, and it disturbed Rodney because he had always known his Alpha found technobabble a turn-on. Not that it mattered because at that moment every muscle in his body tensed and his back arched as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through him. The last part of his brain that was remaining active throughout this was aware of John climaxing at the same time.
"So," said John, turning his head to look at her. "When is this happening?"
Sam gave Rodney's hair a friendly tousle and stood up from the bed.
"Any minute now," she answered. "So you two boys get cleaned up and meet me there, I'll hold Janet off until you arrive."
With that she tapped John on the cheek and left the room, the door wooshing shut behind her.
Author: Nightchaser_sla
Rating: NC17
Warnings (for this chapter): graphic m/m
Summary: A hand ran softly through his hair, and he moved his head so as to nuzzle into Sam's palm before slowly opening his eyes and glaring at her, part of him embarrassed that John didn't seem to want to stop despite the Huntress in the room.
Authors Note: Because its not The Pack without smut :)
Previous chapters
Each strong thrust hit that sweet spot deep inside his body, causing stars to flash across his vision. He ran his hands over skin covered in a sheen of sweat, feeling the muscles tense and then relax beneath the velvety flesh.
"John," he moaned softly, pressing his lips to the other mans collar bone and feeling his whole body tremble as the fingers clutching at his hips slid around to pull him further up off the bed.
"God." Sharp teeth nipped at his shoulder causing him to gasp at the pain which quickly morphed into pleasure. "Rod-ney."
Sliding his hands up over John's shoulders and into his impossible hair turned damp from the exertions of the two previous rounds before this one, gently pulling his head away from his neck so that they could devour each others mouths. Rodney had to admit that he hadn't exactly been the most sexually active man before Atlantis but he had never thought of himself as having missed out on anything, he had been oh so wrong. Sheppard's hands on his skin, their tongues tangling wetly together, and the other man pushing steadily in and then out; it was more erotic pleasure than he had ever believed was possible.
It wasn't very often that they got the whole Hold to themselves as generally Ronan or Teyla were in their meditating or working out, even Zelenka had stopped spending so much time in the labs and made an attempt to spend time with the Pack. This afternoon however all three of them were on the mainland setting up an irrigation system for the Athosians, and so John had managed to lure him out of the lab by telling him that a new way to brew the coffee had just been discovered. It turned out that John Sheppard was very good at lying, he was also very good at making up for it.
With a soft groan Rodney hitched his leg further up John's waist, desperately trying to increase the angle so that he could find the release that was building up inside. God he was so close and John, being the bastard that he was, was holding him off for as long as possible. Though he knew that they were both getting close to climax, their bodies rocking together in increasingly shallow thrusts as gasps and groans filled the room. He was so lost in sensations that he didn't notice the door slide open, nor the presence in the room before the bed dipped. A hand ran softly through his hair, and he moved his head so as to nuzzle into Sam's palm before slowly opening his eyes and glaring at her, part of him embarrassed that John didn't seem to want to stop despite the Huntress in the room.
''What' he mouthed at her, ignoring the teasing smile on her face.
"Elizabeth and Carson have agreed to let Janet conduct tests on Cadman to see if there are any physiological differences now that she's the Queen," said Sam, obviously trying to keep her voice light so as not to break the mood in the room.
"Physiological?" muttered Rodney, his eyes closing as John captured his mouth again.
Sam's hand continued stroking through his hair as he kissed John languidly, a familiar tingling sensation starting in the back of his legs and base of spine as his orgasm started to build up.
"They think she might have a rogue hormone in her system," answered Sam, fingers grazing his cheek so as to linger at the corner of his mouth.
John's thrusts were becoming rougher as she talked, and it disturbed Rodney because he had always known his Alpha found technobabble a turn-on. Not that it mattered because at that moment every muscle in his body tensed and his back arched as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through him. The last part of his brain that was remaining active throughout this was aware of John climaxing at the same time.
"So," said John, turning his head to look at her. "When is this happening?"
Sam gave Rodney's hair a friendly tousle and stood up from the bed.
"Any minute now," she answered. "So you two boys get cleaned up and meet me there, I'll hold Janet off until you arrive."
With that she tapped John on the cheek and left the room, the door wooshing shut behind her.