Fic - Brimstone
Title: Brimstone
Author: Rose Wilde-Irish
Fandom: Stargate: Atlantis
Characters: Lorne/Zelenka/McKay
Rating: Adult
Summary: "Actually, since you two watched last time, I'd kind of like to watch the two of you this time."
Notes: Positions suggested by justabi. Beta by mr_yoshimi, pierson, kyrdwyn, and spubba. Set in the Hell/ Damnation/ Fire universe.
Nick Lorne's hands tightened on the arms of the chair as Radek moaned, breathy and involuntary, as Rodney's lips and tongue traced the line of his neck. Nick wanted, oh God, he wanted to touch, to taste, to feel, but his own words prevented him.
"Actually, since you two watched last time, I'd kind of like to watch the two of you this time."
He didn't have a clue what his words would inspire in his hosts, but he'd known instinctively that he would enjoy it. And when Radek had settled him into a chair facing the bed, he'd felt his cock stir in anticipation.
It was hard now, as he focused on the sight in front of him: Rodney, sitting in the bed with his back resting against a pillow-padded wall, cradling Radek as they both faced Nick. He licked dry lips, struck by the unlikely tenderness in Rodney's ministrations. Rodney's attention was wholly focused on Radek, fingers tracking paths along Radek's arms and chest, teasing his nipples, lips and teeth worrying Radek's ears and neck and shoulders. Nick fought back a feeling of intrusion, reminding himself that he was the one invited in tonight as he forced his attention back to the action before him. Rodney had yet to touch Radek's cock, lying hard and full along the crease of thigh and hip. Radek whimpered, arching into Rodney's touch and turning his head for a kiss. Nick swallowed as he watched the play of lips and tongue in the full, open kiss. The angle was awkward, but the needy, wet sounds the two made gave no hint of discomfort.
And Radek had a hand cupping the back of Rodney's neck, keeping him close. Rodney's fingers teased Radek's nipple as his other hand barely grazed Radek's cock, making Radek break the kiss and groan as he squirmed towards Rodney's touch. "Please," Radek said. The desperate note had Nick pressing hard against his pants, heel of his palm resting squarely against his erection. How long, Nick wondered, had it been since he'd heard that kind of desperation? Since any of his partners came to him out of need, not want?
Rodney's gaze flickered towards Nick, his eyes dark with arousal. "Not yet," he said calmly, but Nick could hear the way his breath rasped, harsh and ragged. His fingers stroked through the hair on Radek's thighs, making Radek lift up his legs slightly. Rodney shifted, tangling his own with Radek's as Radek leaned his head back against Rodney's shoulder. Radek had his eyes closed and mouth open, fully given over to his need.
Groaning, Nick fumbled with his zipper, freeing his cock. At the sound, Radek's eyes opened and he stared dazedly in Nick's direction. Nick's blood pounded harder as he looked from Radek, to Rodney, both staring directly at him. Radek raised his arms, one hand cupping the back of his own neck while the other threaded in Rodney's hair. Giving Nick a lopsided grin, Rodney reached down and stroked Radek's cock. "Yes, Rodney," Radek hissed, and Nick bit his lip, fighting to keep from matching Rodney's movements. Rodney's hand moved slowly, as though he had all the time in the world, and still watching Nick, he leaned in, nipping Radek's neck sharply before sucking hard against the skin. Radek pressed back against Rodney, eyes closing tightly as he gave himself over to the sensations.
It was a dizzying sight. Nick sat in his chair, one hand clenching the arm again while the other gripped his cock. He watched as Rodney lifted his mouth from Radek's neck and inspected his work, kissing the rising mark lightly and tracing its outline with his tongue. Rodney glanced up, meeting Nick's eyes again, and his hand on Radek's cock stilled as his eyes narrowed. He glanced down at Nick's cock, hard and straining against Nick's still hand. Nick could feel the cogs turning in Rodney's too-sharp mind, knew Rodney's supersmart brain had spotted his discomfort. He bit back panic, trying to find the easy smile that put so many at ease. Despite feeling more and more like an intruder, Nick didn't want to disrupt them. He found his smile and gave his cock a stroke. Rodney's lips twitched as though he itched to speak, but he said nothing as he turned his attention back to Radek, nuzzling his neck and making him shiver. Nick bit back a sigh, once again ignoring his very hard cock, and tried to lose himself in the scene unfolding before him. Radek's head rolled from side to side as Rodney worked him, hands still moving slow and precise but making small, needy noises of his own. "Radek," he said. "Ah, God, Radek."
Nick bit back a sigh of his own at the broken tone, releasing his aching cock and stretching his hands wide on his clothed thighs. He bit his lip, leaning forward and giving up on the idea of satisfying his own needs for the moment, concentrating on the sight of Rodney, now fully focused on Radek, pulling him closer as the hand on Radek's cock started pumping in earnest. Radek pressed back against Rodney, moaning and writhing. Nick panted, feeling his blood race but unable to break through the intimacy that connected Rodney and Radek. He clenched his thighs, biting his lip as Radek spoke. Nick recognized Czech as Rodney smiled and shifted in for a kiss, cutting off the stream of words. Radek broke the kiss, crying out, "Fuck, Rodney!" Rodney leaned in, biting Radek's neck once again. He gave Radek's cock a wicked twist that left Nick groaning in sympathy, and Radek roared as he came. Nick stared, mesmerized as Rodney wrung the last bit of pleasure out of Radek, who collapsed against Rodney and gasped for air. Rodney pressed a kiss against Radek's sweat-soaked temple, and the three of them sat frozen as Radek's breathing calmed.
Rodney's choked off moan broke the spell, and Radek shifted, pulling away. He glanced down, running fingers across his stomach before locking eyes with Rodney as he licked his fingers clean. Nick held perfectly still, ignoring the heat of his blood pounding in his veins as Radek repeated the movements. Rodney made a strangled noise as he lifted them to Rodney's mouth this time. Rodney shuddered, closing his eyes as he licked delicately at Radek's fingers. Radek inhaled deeply as Rodney's lips closed around his fingers. In a rush, he leaned in, kissing Rodney and making Nick whimper as Radek cupped Rodney's face. Nick's half-formed worry that his interruption would ruin the mood was lost when the two continued to kiss, deep and intense and with a growing urgency from Rodney. Radek shifted further, flipping over and pushing down between Rodney's legs. He kissed a trail down Rodney's chest, pausing to bite Rodney's nipple. Nick's cock was torturously heavy and hard now, and he gripped it tightly, refusing to tend to his own needs as long as the scene played out.
Radek kissed a path around Rodney's bellybutton now, and Rodney's head rested against the wall, eyes glazed and unfocused. His breathing was harsh and Nick knew he'd been forgotten, dismissed as unimportant as Radek's oh so talented mouth worked down the seam of thigh and hip. One of Rodney's hands clenched in the bedsheet while the other cupped Radek's head, coaxing him. Radek went willingly, folding his legs under him and resting his weight on his knees as he traced the underside of Rodney's cock, teasing. "Radek, please," Rodney begged, and Nick hid a smile, knowing how heady the pleading tone must be. Radek tongued Rodney's head before engulfing it, and Nick groaned, not shifting his grip on his cock as Radek began moving, sliding down Rodney's cock. The movement did interesting things to Radek's ass, and for a moment Nick was torn. He wanted to watch the small movements as Radek rocked, wanted to watch Radek's mouth as he sucked and his cheeks hollowed, wanted to watch Rodney's face as his ecstasy lit his features. His gaze flickered back between all three, grip loosening as Radek sped up, the soft and wet sounds of his efforts drowned out by Rodney's moans and half-formed words. The smile on Nick's face tightened; he wondered if anyone else could reduce Rodney McKay to senseless babbling.
The burning in his chest told him he'd hid his own wish to deconstruct Rodney, even from himself.
And Radek - Radek, making obscene little noises now, clearly enjoying bringing Rodney to the brink. Nick closed his eyes, stilling the movement of the hand on his cock. He didn't remember starting it.
When he opened his eyes, they locked on Rodney's, staring intently at him. Nick shivered, glancing at Radek, still completely lost in his actions. Rodney stroked his hand through Radek's hair, and when Nick glanced up again, Rodney's eyes were closed. "Oh, yes, Radek," Rodney managed. "Oh-" Nick could see him battling an urge to thrust up, to fight the awkward positioning and just let go, fuck Radek's mouth hard and fast. He almost didn't hear Radek's contented hmm, but he couldn't miss Rodney's stiffening, the choked sound he made as he came, the movement of Radek's throat as he swallowed. Rodney's entire body slumped as Radek pulled free with a wet sound, and Nick's cock throbbed. Rodney made a floppy gesture, encouraging Radek up, and he flowed up, kissing Rodney hard. It melted, transforming into something soft and incredibly intimate, something that made Nick feel very much out of place. Rodney's eyes were closed as he kissed Radek, his peaceful expression probably a match for Radek's own.
Nick bit his lip, wondering how he could manage to leave the two lovers, caught between the problem of being right in plain sight and not knowing what to do with his cock. He closed his eyes and inhaled, trying to calm the heat of his blood, and when he opened them again, both Rodney and Radek were watching him with knowing looks.
Had to go for the smart ones, didn't you, Nick? Going for the charm, he gave them a lopsided grin as he released his cock. Before he could open his mouth to say God knew what, Rodney and Radek exchanged a grin and Rodney nodded, both of them rolling off the bed and padding towards Nick.
"Uh, guys-" Nick started, but they pulled him up, out of the chair, and wow, that was Rodney's hands sliding under his shirt and thumbing his nipples as Radek worked his pants and underwear off. There were two sets of lips claiming spots on his chest and neck, two sets of hands tracing lightly over the planes of his body. He felt the soft, fuzzy press of Radek along his back and the more solid bulk of Rodney on his front, and he realized with a start that he didn’t have to face either of them, didn't have to see how much they knew.
As they stripped him bare and settled him on his side in the bed, Nick realized it didn't matter, anyway. What they didn't know, they'd figure out. That was the problem with sleeping with geniuses.
The benefits were apparent as Rodney mouthed his way down Nick's torso as Radek spooned up behind Nick. Nick could feel Radek's cock beginning to stir as he kissed the back of his neck.
Rodney stopped, his breath hot against Nick's cock. Nick blinked before locking gazes with him. "You're right where we want you," Rodney said, in the tone that brooked no argument. Nick felt Radek's rumble of agreement against his neck as Rodney continued, "And tonight you stay until we say you can leave."
Rodney followed his statement with the wet heat of his mouth on Nick's cock, and Radek countered with the slick slide of his fingers against Nick's entrance. And Nick kept quiet, except for his moans.
It didn't take a genius to figure out that it was the smartest thing to do.
~fin~
Author: Rose Wilde-Irish
Fandom: Stargate: Atlantis
Characters: Lorne/Zelenka/McKay
Rating: Adult
Summary: "Actually, since you two watched last time, I'd kind of like to watch the two of you this time."
Notes: Positions suggested by justabi. Beta by mr_yoshimi, pierson, kyrdwyn, and spubba. Set in the Hell/ Damnation/ Fire universe.
Nick Lorne's hands tightened on the arms of the chair as Radek moaned, breathy and involuntary, as Rodney's lips and tongue traced the line of his neck. Nick wanted, oh God, he wanted to touch, to taste, to feel, but his own words prevented him.
"Actually, since you two watched last time, I'd kind of like to watch the two of you this time."
He didn't have a clue what his words would inspire in his hosts, but he'd known instinctively that he would enjoy it. And when Radek had settled him into a chair facing the bed, he'd felt his cock stir in anticipation.
It was hard now, as he focused on the sight in front of him: Rodney, sitting in the bed with his back resting against a pillow-padded wall, cradling Radek as they both faced Nick. He licked dry lips, struck by the unlikely tenderness in Rodney's ministrations. Rodney's attention was wholly focused on Radek, fingers tracking paths along Radek's arms and chest, teasing his nipples, lips and teeth worrying Radek's ears and neck and shoulders. Nick fought back a feeling of intrusion, reminding himself that he was the one invited in tonight as he forced his attention back to the action before him. Rodney had yet to touch Radek's cock, lying hard and full along the crease of thigh and hip. Radek whimpered, arching into Rodney's touch and turning his head for a kiss. Nick swallowed as he watched the play of lips and tongue in the full, open kiss. The angle was awkward, but the needy, wet sounds the two made gave no hint of discomfort.
And Radek had a hand cupping the back of Rodney's neck, keeping him close. Rodney's fingers teased Radek's nipple as his other hand barely grazed Radek's cock, making Radek break the kiss and groan as he squirmed towards Rodney's touch. "Please," Radek said. The desperate note had Nick pressing hard against his pants, heel of his palm resting squarely against his erection. How long, Nick wondered, had it been since he'd heard that kind of desperation? Since any of his partners came to him out of need, not want?
Rodney's gaze flickered towards Nick, his eyes dark with arousal. "Not yet," he said calmly, but Nick could hear the way his breath rasped, harsh and ragged. His fingers stroked through the hair on Radek's thighs, making Radek lift up his legs slightly. Rodney shifted, tangling his own with Radek's as Radek leaned his head back against Rodney's shoulder. Radek had his eyes closed and mouth open, fully given over to his need.
Groaning, Nick fumbled with his zipper, freeing his cock. At the sound, Radek's eyes opened and he stared dazedly in Nick's direction. Nick's blood pounded harder as he looked from Radek, to Rodney, both staring directly at him. Radek raised his arms, one hand cupping the back of his own neck while the other threaded in Rodney's hair. Giving Nick a lopsided grin, Rodney reached down and stroked Radek's cock. "Yes, Rodney," Radek hissed, and Nick bit his lip, fighting to keep from matching Rodney's movements. Rodney's hand moved slowly, as though he had all the time in the world, and still watching Nick, he leaned in, nipping Radek's neck sharply before sucking hard against the skin. Radek pressed back against Rodney, eyes closing tightly as he gave himself over to the sensations.
It was a dizzying sight. Nick sat in his chair, one hand clenching the arm again while the other gripped his cock. He watched as Rodney lifted his mouth from Radek's neck and inspected his work, kissing the rising mark lightly and tracing its outline with his tongue. Rodney glanced up, meeting Nick's eyes again, and his hand on Radek's cock stilled as his eyes narrowed. He glanced down at Nick's cock, hard and straining against Nick's still hand. Nick could feel the cogs turning in Rodney's too-sharp mind, knew Rodney's supersmart brain had spotted his discomfort. He bit back panic, trying to find the easy smile that put so many at ease. Despite feeling more and more like an intruder, Nick didn't want to disrupt them. He found his smile and gave his cock a stroke. Rodney's lips twitched as though he itched to speak, but he said nothing as he turned his attention back to Radek, nuzzling his neck and making him shiver. Nick bit back a sigh, once again ignoring his very hard cock, and tried to lose himself in the scene unfolding before him. Radek's head rolled from side to side as Rodney worked him, hands still moving slow and precise but making small, needy noises of his own. "Radek," he said. "Ah, God, Radek."
Nick bit back a sigh of his own at the broken tone, releasing his aching cock and stretching his hands wide on his clothed thighs. He bit his lip, leaning forward and giving up on the idea of satisfying his own needs for the moment, concentrating on the sight of Rodney, now fully focused on Radek, pulling him closer as the hand on Radek's cock started pumping in earnest. Radek pressed back against Rodney, moaning and writhing. Nick panted, feeling his blood race but unable to break through the intimacy that connected Rodney and Radek. He clenched his thighs, biting his lip as Radek spoke. Nick recognized Czech as Rodney smiled and shifted in for a kiss, cutting off the stream of words. Radek broke the kiss, crying out, "Fuck, Rodney!" Rodney leaned in, biting Radek's neck once again. He gave Radek's cock a wicked twist that left Nick groaning in sympathy, and Radek roared as he came. Nick stared, mesmerized as Rodney wrung the last bit of pleasure out of Radek, who collapsed against Rodney and gasped for air. Rodney pressed a kiss against Radek's sweat-soaked temple, and the three of them sat frozen as Radek's breathing calmed.
Rodney's choked off moan broke the spell, and Radek shifted, pulling away. He glanced down, running fingers across his stomach before locking eyes with Rodney as he licked his fingers clean. Nick held perfectly still, ignoring the heat of his blood pounding in his veins as Radek repeated the movements. Rodney made a strangled noise as he lifted them to Rodney's mouth this time. Rodney shuddered, closing his eyes as he licked delicately at Radek's fingers. Radek inhaled deeply as Rodney's lips closed around his fingers. In a rush, he leaned in, kissing Rodney and making Nick whimper as Radek cupped Rodney's face. Nick's half-formed worry that his interruption would ruin the mood was lost when the two continued to kiss, deep and intense and with a growing urgency from Rodney. Radek shifted further, flipping over and pushing down between Rodney's legs. He kissed a trail down Rodney's chest, pausing to bite Rodney's nipple. Nick's cock was torturously heavy and hard now, and he gripped it tightly, refusing to tend to his own needs as long as the scene played out.
Radek kissed a path around Rodney's bellybutton now, and Rodney's head rested against the wall, eyes glazed and unfocused. His breathing was harsh and Nick knew he'd been forgotten, dismissed as unimportant as Radek's oh so talented mouth worked down the seam of thigh and hip. One of Rodney's hands clenched in the bedsheet while the other cupped Radek's head, coaxing him. Radek went willingly, folding his legs under him and resting his weight on his knees as he traced the underside of Rodney's cock, teasing. "Radek, please," Rodney begged, and Nick hid a smile, knowing how heady the pleading tone must be. Radek tongued Rodney's head before engulfing it, and Nick groaned, not shifting his grip on his cock as Radek began moving, sliding down Rodney's cock. The movement did interesting things to Radek's ass, and for a moment Nick was torn. He wanted to watch the small movements as Radek rocked, wanted to watch Radek's mouth as he sucked and his cheeks hollowed, wanted to watch Rodney's face as his ecstasy lit his features. His gaze flickered back between all three, grip loosening as Radek sped up, the soft and wet sounds of his efforts drowned out by Rodney's moans and half-formed words. The smile on Nick's face tightened; he wondered if anyone else could reduce Rodney McKay to senseless babbling.
The burning in his chest told him he'd hid his own wish to deconstruct Rodney, even from himself.
And Radek - Radek, making obscene little noises now, clearly enjoying bringing Rodney to the brink. Nick closed his eyes, stilling the movement of the hand on his cock. He didn't remember starting it.
When he opened his eyes, they locked on Rodney's, staring intently at him. Nick shivered, glancing at Radek, still completely lost in his actions. Rodney stroked his hand through Radek's hair, and when Nick glanced up again, Rodney's eyes were closed. "Oh, yes, Radek," Rodney managed. "Oh-" Nick could see him battling an urge to thrust up, to fight the awkward positioning and just let go, fuck Radek's mouth hard and fast. He almost didn't hear Radek's contented hmm, but he couldn't miss Rodney's stiffening, the choked sound he made as he came, the movement of Radek's throat as he swallowed. Rodney's entire body slumped as Radek pulled free with a wet sound, and Nick's cock throbbed. Rodney made a floppy gesture, encouraging Radek up, and he flowed up, kissing Rodney hard. It melted, transforming into something soft and incredibly intimate, something that made Nick feel very much out of place. Rodney's eyes were closed as he kissed Radek, his peaceful expression probably a match for Radek's own.
Nick bit his lip, wondering how he could manage to leave the two lovers, caught between the problem of being right in plain sight and not knowing what to do with his cock. He closed his eyes and inhaled, trying to calm the heat of his blood, and when he opened them again, both Rodney and Radek were watching him with knowing looks.
Had to go for the smart ones, didn't you, Nick? Going for the charm, he gave them a lopsided grin as he released his cock. Before he could open his mouth to say God knew what, Rodney and Radek exchanged a grin and Rodney nodded, both of them rolling off the bed and padding towards Nick.
"Uh, guys-" Nick started, but they pulled him up, out of the chair, and wow, that was Rodney's hands sliding under his shirt and thumbing his nipples as Radek worked his pants and underwear off. There were two sets of lips claiming spots on his chest and neck, two sets of hands tracing lightly over the planes of his body. He felt the soft, fuzzy press of Radek along his back and the more solid bulk of Rodney on his front, and he realized with a start that he didn’t have to face either of them, didn't have to see how much they knew.
As they stripped him bare and settled him on his side in the bed, Nick realized it didn't matter, anyway. What they didn't know, they'd figure out. That was the problem with sleeping with geniuses.
The benefits were apparent as Rodney mouthed his way down Nick's torso as Radek spooned up behind Nick. Nick could feel Radek's cock beginning to stir as he kissed the back of his neck.
Rodney stopped, his breath hot against Nick's cock. Nick blinked before locking gazes with him. "You're right where we want you," Rodney said, in the tone that brooked no argument. Nick felt Radek's rumble of agreement against his neck as Rodney continued, "And tonight you stay until we say you can leave."
Rodney followed his statement with the wet heat of his mouth on Nick's cock, and Radek countered with the slick slide of his fingers against Nick's entrance. And Nick kept quiet, except for his moans.
It didn't take a genius to figure out that it was the smartest thing to do.
~fin~