Fic: Showing Restraint (Is Never Necessary); John/Evan
Showing Restraint (Is Never Necessary)
One-shot
Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate Atlantis or any of its characters or plots. I mean no infringement, this is for personal benefit only.
Fandom: SGA
Pairing: John/Evan
Word count: 1,083
Rating: NC-24
Summary: flash!porn for elfycat ; John loves to be restrained, and Evan loves to give him what he loves.
Warnings: Sex, restraits, blindfolds, sex, sex, and more sex. Definitely a PWP
Author’s Notes:
- elfycat 's porn request is: John/Evan. maybe somewhere far away on atlantis. and....I don't know. blindfolds maybe. or restraints.
- Typos ahoy!
*****
“John,” Evan whispered, trailing a finger up John’s naked chest.
John pulled a little at the restraints around his wrists, shackling him to the bedposts. “Please, Evan.” He twisted his head and Evan pressed a finger to his lips.
“Shh,” he cooed. “Patience, John. Every leader needs patience.”
John’s breathing was labored and while Evan missed staring into those green eyes, the silky blindfold reflected the City’s light in a way almost as beautiful.
Evan wrapped a chilled hand around John’s cock and loved the way John’s whole body jumped for him. “Is this for me, sir?”
“Yes,” John hissed. “God, just for you, Evan.”
“Good.”
Evan leaned down and wrapped his mouth around the tip of John’s erection, letting the heat of his tongue contrast with the chill of the air and his hand. John’s body bucked, but didn’t move far, and the restraints rattled. Evan pulled back and blew gently, right on the place his mouth had just been and John let out a soft whimper.
Then Evan pulled back, until no part of him was touching John. He leaned over and in one movement, swallowed John’s erection down to the hilt.
John made a strangled noise before yelling out, “Evan!”
Evan grinned and bobbed his head up and down, relaxing his throat so he could take John all the way. John pulled at the chains holding him in place and Evan reached a hand up and flicked at John’s chest, so he would stop.
“Evan…” John said.
He swirled his tongue around John’s cock, licking him one last time as he pulled his head up. “Yes, John?”
“I love you so goddamned much it hurts, but if you don’t fuck me right now, I’m going to die and you’ll be left with a recently deceased man,” he said seriously.
Evan chuckled and reached for the lube. “Your wish is my command, John.” He pushed a slicked finger into John’s hole and loved the way that John’s body squirmed and he looked up to see John’s hand trying to reach for him. He moved so he was on the side of John’s body and let his free hand reach up to gently grip John’s hand.
John turned his head in Evan’s direction and a tiny smile flitted across John’s features. Evan licked his lips and then bent down and pressed them to John’s. He lowered the hand in John’s to trace John’s face. “You’re amazing, you know that, right?”
Evan swore that John blushed as he answered, “You’re not so bad yourself.”
Evan gently eased a second finger into John’s body and John angled his head up for another kiss. Evan smiled and leaned down again. He flicked his tongue out to lick at John’s lips, before easing his tongue into John’s mouth. His fingers scissored in John’s ass as his tongue lazily caressed John’s.
They broke apart gasping for air. “Evan, fuck me,” John begged, his breath tickling Evan’s chin.
Evan kissed John’s cheek and then moved back down the bed. He pulled his fingers out and drizzled some lube over himself. He pushed John’s legs up and leaned over John, lining himself up with one hand. “Ready, lover?”
“Been ready,” John answered. “You’ve just been taking your time.”
Evan grinned as he pushed in. “What can I say? Some things are worth waiting for.”
John moaned and pulled at his restraints again. Evan leaned down and brushed his lips against John’s. “If you keep doing that, you’ll have marks in the morning.”
“I have… ah!” John moaned. “…wristbands…”
That’s true, Evan thought. His eyes flickered up to where he can see hints of John’s bare wrists, and it’s such a turn on for him, and he’s not even sure why. “Leave ‘em off tomorrow,” he said softly, as he pumped in and out of John.
“McKay freaks out when I don’t have my wristband,” John murmured.
“McKay freaks out when his food touches,” Evan countered.
“God, Evan,” John groans, ignoring his last statement. “Fuck that feels really good.”
“Yeah?” Evan shifts his position a little bit and John lets out a long hiss of pleasure. Evan wraps a hand around John’s cock and slowly begins to get him off.
Evan likes it when it’s like this, not too fast, not to slow. He loves seeing John restrained below him, but knows that John loves it even more.
He starts pounding into John hard. So hard that the bed starts to shake and John’s body is being pushed up the mattress and Evan has to tug him back down. There will be bruises on John’s hip tomorrow, bruises that Evan will kiss in the morning, but for now, he just lets them form.
“God, John, I love your ass,” Evan breathed. “I love you.”
“Yeah,” John agreed. “Fuck, c’mon Evan, just…”
So Evan pumped John’s cock even faster as he moved in and out of him. John made noises of appreciation and Evan grinned. “You close?”
John nodded. “You know I am.”
“Me, too,” Evan said. But Evan has a rule, and John knows it; John always comes first. In more ways than one. So he angles his hips just right and squeezes John’s cock and waits for a moment until--
“Fuck!” John yelled. His body spasmed around Evan’s and he jerked at the restraints. Evan pushed into him again and John yelled, “Evan!”
Evan loved it when John screams his name. He milked John’s cock and then came a second later, John’s name spilled over his lips as it happened.
“I love you,” John breathed. “I love you so much.”
Evan took a moment to catch his breath before pulling out. His grabs a tissue from the side table and wipes him and John down before collapsing on top of John. He pressed a kiss just a hair shy of John’s nipple and said, “I love you, too.”
John shifted and Evan reached up and pulled the blindfold off of him. John’s eyes crinkled at the corner as he shot Evan a smile and leaned in for another kiss.
“Want me to undo your hands?” Evan asked, when he pulled back.
“Few more minutes?” John answered.
“Sure,” Evan said. He kissed John’s jaw. “I can do that.”
Evan loved coming down to their room in a deserted level of Atlantis, where no one can hear John scream his name but him. “I love you,” he said again. “You’re amazing, sir.”
This time he’s positive that John blushed.
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