Sheppard Quickies-Caught
Disclaimer: All characters of StarGate and StarGate Atlantis belong to their respective writers and MGM. This is a work of fan fiction. I just want to play with them for awhile.
Copyright 2010 awakethepassion
Caught
Contains some spoilers for the later years. Their son J.J is now 15 and their daughter Cait is 10 years old.
Susan looked up, handed him a cold beer as he moved to stand beside her at the balcony railing. It was a beautiful day, Cait was with Teyla and Elizabeth and J.J. was off somewhere with Ronan and Lorne. He tipped back the bottle and drank half of it in one swallow. It went down smooth and easy and he breathed a little easier.
“Finally alone.” He sighed and leaned close, brushed his lips against her temple. “Happy Anniversary, Doctor Sheppard.”
She leaned into him and kissed him back. “Happy Anniversary, Colonel.” She moved closer, slid her leg between his. She took a sip of her beer and kissed him again. “I’ll bet that you don’t even remember which one it is.” She grinned.
“It’s the one that’s gonna get you fucked.” He whispered right into her ear.
“Hmm…isn’t that the same one from last year?” She took the beer out of his hand and set both bottles on the small table. Turning to him, she rested her hands on his waist.
“And the year before that and the year before that…” He rested both of his hands on her hips, tugged at the hem of her shirt. “You still drive me crazy.” John backed her against the wall. He stroked his thumb over her lips, hissing when she opened her mouth and nipped at him. “After all these years, Suzie Q.” He brushed his lips against her forehead. “How can an old woman like you still get me so god damn hard?”
She laughed, grabbed his wrist and slid her tongue over the rough calluses on his palm. “It must be all that Viagra I’ve been feeding you, old man.” She leaned into him, let go of his wrist so that she could wrap her arms around him.
“Smart ass.” One hand on her hip he teased the other over her neck, tugged at the silver barrette holding her hair back until it came loose. He tossed it on the table then ran his fingers through her still thick silver shot curls. He looked down at her, ran his hands over her backside and squeezed her ass cheeks in his big palms. “Even after two kids you’ve still got some curves, woman.”
“Are you calling me fat?” She purred and kissed his neck, making him shiver and his balls tighten with excitement when she ran the tip of her tongue over the curve of his ear.
“Hell no.” He hugged her closer, running his hands up and down her back. “You’re all woman and when I fuck you, you cradle me just right, Suzie Q.” He gave her a wicked grin. “And you know how much I love it when you twitch your hips at me.”
She laughed, nestled between his thighs so that his erection was pressed against her softness. “Funny. I don’t remember twitching my hips when I woke up and found you tongue deep between my legs.”
He licked his lips, remembering how sweet she’d tasted. “Don’t you remember? You were sleep walking. I had to do something to keep you in bed.” He nipped at her lips. Her kiss was sweet and he suckled her tongue lightly. She arched into him and he kissed her harder, nostrils flaring as he drew in her scent.
She was warm and her skin smelled like the afternoon sunshine that glittered on the Atlantean sea. But nothing mattered to him now but the urge to have her wrapped around him.
“Let’s go to bed.” He whispered hoarsely.
“Let’s stay right here.” She looked up at him and gave him a teasing smile. Her hands rubbed over the front of his shirt. A second later, he felt the cool breeze on his chest as the buttons popped and scattered across the balcony.
“That was my favorite shirt.” He pulled his head back and stared down at her, heat curling in his belly when she kissed his chest and tugged at the salt and pepper curls with her teeth.
“I’ll buy you another one.” Her tongue rasped over his hot flesh. She licked his nipples, tasting him and then she raked her teeth over him until he groaned. “I need to touch you.” She tugged at his belt, pulled it free. Then she was undoing the snap.
He looked down at her, watching her eyes as she pulled down the zipper and pulled him free. She took his hand so that he could palm the shaft, stroking with him while her other hand lay flat on his belly. She licked her way down his chest until she was kneeling in front of him.
She rubbed her hands over his thighs, gripping the waist band of his jeans and easing them down over his hips. He was breathing hard, one hand bracing against the wall and still stroking himself with the other when she pushed away his hand and curled her fingers around his thick length.
She brushed her lips over him, the pink tip of her tongue darting out to lap at the drop of pre-come that glistened at the tip.
She licked and he groaned while his hand cupped the back of her head, fingers tightening in her hair. She sucked the crown into her mouth, sliding her tongue along the ridge and then pulling him deeper into her mouth.
“Oh shit, baby.” His thighs were taunt, his breathing rougher. He began to move his hips, thrusting in rhythm with the hand she had wrapped around him.
She slid her other hand between his legs, cupping his balls and giving them a gentle squeeze. He groaned even louder when she curled her fingers and started to vibrate her fist against the bit of flesh between his balls and anus.
Her humming grew louder and the ripples flooded up into his belly. It was making him crazy, his abdomen flexed, his cock throbbing as every flick and curl of her tongue drove him closer and closer to the edge.
“Fuck, baby. You are so damn good.” He groaned, let go of the wall so that he could dig the fingers of both hands into her hair, holding her still as he fucked her mouth.
She pulled back, ran her hand over his slick shaft and pressed the palm of her hand just below his belly button. He cried out, thick fluid seeping out of his cock when she slapped the wet head against his belly.
She rubbed him back and forth like the blade of a windshield wiper. Moving him harder and faster until he felt the chill at the base of his spine, sending shock waves through his body. Then she was pulling at him again, bringing him back to her mouth. She flattened her tongue, slapped the head against her lips and then held him at the base. Shaking him wildly, she slapped and slid him across her tongue, working him until he couldn’t take it anymore.
“God damn. That’s it baby…” he gasped, hips rolling as she took all of him into her mouth. “Suck me…suck me.”
He tugged at her hair, his cock flexing. She sucked on him hard and then he was coming in thick spurts that splashed inside of her greedy mouth. With a moan, he staggered back and sat down hard against the bench. Breathing even harder, he ran his fingers through his sweat soaked hair as she snuggled between his knees and licked him clean.
“Mom? Dad?”
John was lost. So caught up in the movement of her mouth and hands on him that he barely heard the doors to the balcony sliding open.
“Oh, shit!”
John’s head snapped up and he found himself staring into his son’s face.
J.J.’s eyes were as big as saucer’s. He swallowed hard, looked down and his face got even whiter when he saw Susan on her knee’s, John’s still hard cock falling wet and thick from between her lips.
“Mom…” His eyes were glued to her lips as she hastily wiped away the bit of come that lingered at the corner of her mouth. He gave a squeak and then stumbled back out the doors and slammed them shut behind him.
Mortified, Susan stumbled to her feet while John yanked at his pants and somehow how got them zipped up. “Go talk to our son, John.” She said as she gave him a push toward the door.
“I’ll talk to him alright, old woman.” He growled but as he slid back the door, he turned and with an evil grin pointed a finger at her. “But you’re gonna pay for his therapy.”