Bad to Me
Title: Bad to Me
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Characters/pairing: Lorne/Parrish
Rating: NC-17
Orientation: Slash
Word Count: 1,584
Note: Picking up where Mistaken left off, who am I to deny people their pron? If you didn’t read that one, Lorne and Parrish have swapped bodies. For
clwilson2006 .
Prompt: for Stargateland Bingo Fill: “Honesty”
For Fanbingo Fill: “Bad Sex”
Parrish had a tight grip on Lorne’s wrist and was dragging him towards the residence wing. “Your quarters!” Lorne hissed as David started towards the military section. “Bigger bed.”
Snorting with humor, Parrish changed direction. When they got to the door, he tried opening the door, but Lorne laughed and reached past him, since the door was coded to Parrish’s fingerprints and Parrish’s fingers were currently occupied by Lorne. Parrish yanked Evan inside and swung him roughly against the wall, then plastered himself up against him, holding his shoulders in a bruising grip.
“Before we do anything, before we go any further, we have to be in agreement on something.”
Evan sighed as Parrish ground against him. “Stop moving and tell me so we can get on with this!”
“Truth. We can’t lie to each other, ever, Major Lorne.”
“You’re currently in the process of grinding our cocks together; you could at least call me Evan.” Parrish suddenly pushed away, and Evan found himself following, trying to reestablish the warm connection. He was trying not to think about this, about his reactions to being seduced by a man wearing his body. It felt so wrong. Evan felt as if he was doing something very bad in responding to his own body like this. It was almost masturbation, and that had always felt naughty to him as well, something to hide and be ashamed of.
“I promise not to lie to you, Evan, especially now, and even if it is hurtful.”
Forcing himself to be still and think, he looked into his own eyes and could see the need there, the need for an answer. This was important to Parrish. “Okay. Yeah. I can do that. Honesty at all times, no matter what. Deal.”
Parrish smiled and looked heavenward. “Thank God.” Then he shoved Evan against the door and continued the slithering assault on him. Evan had never been manhandled like this, and he was surprised to find he was enjoying it.
The overhead intercom bleeped an attention tone. “Doctor Parrish and Major Lorne, please report to the infirmary.”
Parrish tossed his head towards the speaker. “Well, we knew that was coming. We weren’t quick enough; I guess we have to go.”
“Giving up so easily? You seemed pretty gung ho before.”
“You can take it. I know what my body likes,” Parrish said, licking his lips.
Evan tapped the radio at his ear. “Infirmary. This is Parrish. Major Lorne and I have a few things to discuss before we come in; give us a little while, please?”
“Understood, be quick about it, Doctor Beckett wants to check you both over before you go trying to figure out the ancient device box.”
“I didn’t think of that.” Parrish said.
“Well I did. So are we really going to talk now or was there something else you had in mind?”
“Oh, I definitely had something else in mind.” Parrish shoved Lorne over towards the bed and pushed him down onto his back. He followed him down, straddling Lorne’s waist and leaning over to kiss him.
“That’s just… that’s just weird,” Evan said when David pulled away to take a breath. Parrish wanted honesty, he was gonna get it.
“Weird in a bad way?”
“Weird, weird.” Evan reached his fingers up and stroked along behind David’s ear and traced down to his collarbone. David shivered at the touch at a particularly erogenous zone. “This whole thing is bad.”
David tilted his head and blinked at Evan for a moment.
“Don’t do that.”
“Don’t do what?”
“Don’t try to be cute when you’re wearing my skin. It’s disturbing.”
“I’m not trying to be cute,” David replied with a growl. He reached up and wove his fingers through Evan’s hair, yanking him forward roughly and kissing him hard. He trailed the kiss off and started to nip at Evan’s jawline, before moving down and biting harder at a sensitive spot on Evan’s neck. One he hadn’t known about. He gasped and leaned into the hold, not caring that David was pulling his hair hard enough to hurt. Then he felt guilty for enjoying the pain. This was not right, this was wrong.
“Do you want me to stop?” Parrish breathed huskily when Evan let out a pained whimper.
“No. Yes. No. I want…”
“Tell me, you promised.”
“I can’t.”
Parrish pushed up on his hands and glared down at him. Wow, was that the look that made marines jump? No wonder.
“You. Promised.”
“This is YOUR body, Par… David. I can’t ask you to do what I want. Just… just keep doing whatever you want; I’ll go along with it.”
Parrish grasped his chin and forced his face back when he looked to the side. He seemed angry as he demanded, “What do you want?”
Whispering, Evan confessed, “I like this. I like you like this. I didn’t know I could, but I do. It feels all wrong to be enjoying this, any of this.”
“Wrong? Man, Evan, did someone do a number on your head. Sex isn’t wrong; it’s only bad when both parties aren’t consenting. Do you really want to stop?” Evan shook his head.
“Okay. Am I hurting you? Do you want me to ease off and play softer?” Parrish was staring intently into his eyes. Evan couldn’t maintain eye contact; he closed his eyes as he shook his head in denial.
“Rough, you want rough?” David asked, leaning in again to nip at Evan’s jaw.
“Please, just this once, please.”
David caressed his cheek as he released his hold on Evan’s chin. “Hard and fast?”
Keeping his eyes closed, Evan nodded. His need and his curiosity were overriding his feelings of guilt and wrong. The mattress dipped as Parrish climbed off and went into the bathroom. Evan undid his trousers and wriggled out of his trousers. Then he sat up and quickly undid the buttons on his shirt and shucked it.
When David came out of the bathroom, he had a condom in one hand and a tube of lube in the other. “Hey, maybe we should wait, we’re going down to the infirmary, do we want Beckett knowing what we were up to?”
“David, fuck me. I don’t care what Beckett finds out. I doubt he’s gonna be doing a full exam.”
Holding up the condom, David asked "Yes or no? I’m clean; I haven’t been with anyone in a year and a half.”
“Two for me. Up to you. It’s your ass.” Evan smiled at him nervously.
David tossed the condom aside and leaned down to kiss Evan as he undid the buttons of his shirt. Evan reached over with shaking hands to undo the belt and fly. It was very, very strange to be seeing his own cock from this angle. David shoved him back onto the mattress and dug his fingers into Evan’s hips, rolling him over and then lifting him up.
It had been a long while since Evan had been in this position. He crossed his arms over his head and leaned forward, raising his hips and ass higher. David released his hold on Evan’s hips and squirted lube down his crack.
“Major Lorne, Doctor Parrish, report to the infirmary.”
Angrily, Parrish tore the radio from Lorne’s ear and snapped into it, “Infirmary, this is Lorne. We’ll be there in fifteen minutes.” Then he tossed the radio aside and shoved two fingers up into Evan’s ass, working his open roughly. Evan squirmed and whimpered at the jabbing.
Parrish lined up and shoved in half his length in one thrust. Evan let out a shout at the sudden intrusion. David held him in place until he grew accustomed to the feel of his own cock. Damn. This was too bizarre. But he’d wanted this. He’d wanted to know how it felt to be fucked by Evan Lorne. Wicked knowledge and a fantasy he could never have expected to come true.
“This is so bad,” Evan groaned as David began to move. “Shouldn’t be doing this.”
Chuckling under his breath, David didn’t say anything. He sped up, dragging back on Evan’s hips, forcing him to meet each thrust. Soon Evan was mindless with it, blissed out on the edge of pleasure pain. Then David reached around and started to jerk his cock, twisting it perfectly with each tug, bringing Evan to the edge. He pounded into him then, grunting and gasping as he squeezed and tugged. Evan came explosively just as he felt the heat of David’s release spilling into him.
He collapsed onto the mattress. David, still embedded deep within him, flopped over him, his breath shuddering.
“So, wow,” Evan whispered.
“Yeah. I’m not quite as eager to switch back as I was,” David grumbled as he rolled off and slid back to stand.
“We still have to find the machine that did this. It could take a while, that was a big box of artifacts.”
“A day? Two?”
“Time enough to do this again, at least.”
They cleaned up quickly and dressed. As they went to the door, Parrish leaned over and kissed Evan sweetly. “So, you gonna tell me what I walked into when I woke up in your body?”
“Maybe. I’d have to get you security clearance though.”
“Aw come on. You can tell me,” David wheedled as they went out into the corridor.
“Well sure, I could tell you, my little botanist. But then I’d have to kill you. And that would be a damned shame.”
The end
Originally posted at http://rinkafic.dreamwidth.org/
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Characters/pairing: Lorne/Parrish
Rating: NC-17
Orientation: Slash
Word Count: 1,584
Note: Picking up where Mistaken left off, who am I to deny people their pron? If you didn’t read that one, Lorne and Parrish have swapped bodies. For
clwilson2006 .
Prompt: for Stargateland Bingo Fill: “Honesty”
For Fanbingo Fill: “Bad Sex”
Parrish had a tight grip on Lorne’s wrist and was dragging him towards the residence wing. “Your quarters!” Lorne hissed as David started towards the military section. “Bigger bed.”
Snorting with humor, Parrish changed direction. When they got to the door, he tried opening the door, but Lorne laughed and reached past him, since the door was coded to Parrish’s fingerprints and Parrish’s fingers were currently occupied by Lorne. Parrish yanked Evan inside and swung him roughly against the wall, then plastered himself up against him, holding his shoulders in a bruising grip.
“Before we do anything, before we go any further, we have to be in agreement on something.”
Evan sighed as Parrish ground against him. “Stop moving and tell me so we can get on with this!”
“Truth. We can’t lie to each other, ever, Major Lorne.”
“You’re currently in the process of grinding our cocks together; you could at least call me Evan.” Parrish suddenly pushed away, and Evan found himself following, trying to reestablish the warm connection. He was trying not to think about this, about his reactions to being seduced by a man wearing his body. It felt so wrong. Evan felt as if he was doing something very bad in responding to his own body like this. It was almost masturbation, and that had always felt naughty to him as well, something to hide and be ashamed of.
“I promise not to lie to you, Evan, especially now, and even if it is hurtful.”
Forcing himself to be still and think, he looked into his own eyes and could see the need there, the need for an answer. This was important to Parrish. “Okay. Yeah. I can do that. Honesty at all times, no matter what. Deal.”
Parrish smiled and looked heavenward. “Thank God.” Then he shoved Evan against the door and continued the slithering assault on him. Evan had never been manhandled like this, and he was surprised to find he was enjoying it.
The overhead intercom bleeped an attention tone. “Doctor Parrish and Major Lorne, please report to the infirmary.”
Parrish tossed his head towards the speaker. “Well, we knew that was coming. We weren’t quick enough; I guess we have to go.”
“Giving up so easily? You seemed pretty gung ho before.”
“You can take it. I know what my body likes,” Parrish said, licking his lips.
Evan tapped the radio at his ear. “Infirmary. This is Parrish. Major Lorne and I have a few things to discuss before we come in; give us a little while, please?”
“Understood, be quick about it, Doctor Beckett wants to check you both over before you go trying to figure out the ancient device box.”
“I didn’t think of that.” Parrish said.
“Well I did. So are we really going to talk now or was there something else you had in mind?”
“Oh, I definitely had something else in mind.” Parrish shoved Lorne over towards the bed and pushed him down onto his back. He followed him down, straddling Lorne’s waist and leaning over to kiss him.
“That’s just… that’s just weird,” Evan said when David pulled away to take a breath. Parrish wanted honesty, he was gonna get it.
“Weird in a bad way?”
“Weird, weird.” Evan reached his fingers up and stroked along behind David’s ear and traced down to his collarbone. David shivered at the touch at a particularly erogenous zone. “This whole thing is bad.”
David tilted his head and blinked at Evan for a moment.
“Don’t do that.”
“Don’t do what?”
“Don’t try to be cute when you’re wearing my skin. It’s disturbing.”
“I’m not trying to be cute,” David replied with a growl. He reached up and wove his fingers through Evan’s hair, yanking him forward roughly and kissing him hard. He trailed the kiss off and started to nip at Evan’s jawline, before moving down and biting harder at a sensitive spot on Evan’s neck. One he hadn’t known about. He gasped and leaned into the hold, not caring that David was pulling his hair hard enough to hurt. Then he felt guilty for enjoying the pain. This was not right, this was wrong.
“Do you want me to stop?” Parrish breathed huskily when Evan let out a pained whimper.
“No. Yes. No. I want…”
“Tell me, you promised.”
“I can’t.”
Parrish pushed up on his hands and glared down at him. Wow, was that the look that made marines jump? No wonder.
“You. Promised.”
“This is YOUR body, Par… David. I can’t ask you to do what I want. Just… just keep doing whatever you want; I’ll go along with it.”
Parrish grasped his chin and forced his face back when he looked to the side. He seemed angry as he demanded, “What do you want?”
Whispering, Evan confessed, “I like this. I like you like this. I didn’t know I could, but I do. It feels all wrong to be enjoying this, any of this.”
“Wrong? Man, Evan, did someone do a number on your head. Sex isn’t wrong; it’s only bad when both parties aren’t consenting. Do you really want to stop?” Evan shook his head.
“Okay. Am I hurting you? Do you want me to ease off and play softer?” Parrish was staring intently into his eyes. Evan couldn’t maintain eye contact; he closed his eyes as he shook his head in denial.
“Rough, you want rough?” David asked, leaning in again to nip at Evan’s jaw.
“Please, just this once, please.”
David caressed his cheek as he released his hold on Evan’s chin. “Hard and fast?”
Keeping his eyes closed, Evan nodded. His need and his curiosity were overriding his feelings of guilt and wrong. The mattress dipped as Parrish climbed off and went into the bathroom. Evan undid his trousers and wriggled out of his trousers. Then he sat up and quickly undid the buttons on his shirt and shucked it.
When David came out of the bathroom, he had a condom in one hand and a tube of lube in the other. “Hey, maybe we should wait, we’re going down to the infirmary, do we want Beckett knowing what we were up to?”
“David, fuck me. I don’t care what Beckett finds out. I doubt he’s gonna be doing a full exam.”
Holding up the condom, David asked "Yes or no? I’m clean; I haven’t been with anyone in a year and a half.”
“Two for me. Up to you. It’s your ass.” Evan smiled at him nervously.
David tossed the condom aside and leaned down to kiss Evan as he undid the buttons of his shirt. Evan reached over with shaking hands to undo the belt and fly. It was very, very strange to be seeing his own cock from this angle. David shoved him back onto the mattress and dug his fingers into Evan’s hips, rolling him over and then lifting him up.
It had been a long while since Evan had been in this position. He crossed his arms over his head and leaned forward, raising his hips and ass higher. David released his hold on Evan’s hips and squirted lube down his crack.
“Major Lorne, Doctor Parrish, report to the infirmary.”
Angrily, Parrish tore the radio from Lorne’s ear and snapped into it, “Infirmary, this is Lorne. We’ll be there in fifteen minutes.” Then he tossed the radio aside and shoved two fingers up into Evan’s ass, working his open roughly. Evan squirmed and whimpered at the jabbing.
Parrish lined up and shoved in half his length in one thrust. Evan let out a shout at the sudden intrusion. David held him in place until he grew accustomed to the feel of his own cock. Damn. This was too bizarre. But he’d wanted this. He’d wanted to know how it felt to be fucked by Evan Lorne. Wicked knowledge and a fantasy he could never have expected to come true.
“This is so bad,” Evan groaned as David began to move. “Shouldn’t be doing this.”
Chuckling under his breath, David didn’t say anything. He sped up, dragging back on Evan’s hips, forcing him to meet each thrust. Soon Evan was mindless with it, blissed out on the edge of pleasure pain. Then David reached around and started to jerk his cock, twisting it perfectly with each tug, bringing Evan to the edge. He pounded into him then, grunting and gasping as he squeezed and tugged. Evan came explosively just as he felt the heat of David’s release spilling into him.
He collapsed onto the mattress. David, still embedded deep within him, flopped over him, his breath shuddering.
“So, wow,” Evan whispered.
“Yeah. I’m not quite as eager to switch back as I was,” David grumbled as he rolled off and slid back to stand.
“We still have to find the machine that did this. It could take a while, that was a big box of artifacts.”
“A day? Two?”
“Time enough to do this again, at least.”
They cleaned up quickly and dressed. As they went to the door, Parrish leaned over and kissed Evan sweetly. “So, you gonna tell me what I walked into when I woke up in your body?”
“Maybe. I’d have to get you security clearance though.”
“Aw come on. You can tell me,” David wheedled as they went out into the corridor.
“Well sure, I could tell you, my little botanist. But then I’d have to kill you. And that would be a damned shame.”
The end
Originally posted at http://rinkafic.dreamwidth.org/