Slower & Icier: Lorne/Parrish, Slash, NC-17
Title: Slower and Icier
Series: SGA
Characters: Parrish/Lorne
Word Count: 1,254
Rating: R
Warning: None
Notes: Followup/continuation to Slow and Ice - I went for Size Matters Bingo and needed to plump it up a bit.
When they got back to Atlantis, after very perfunctory showers, they headed up for the post mission screening at medical. David totally narc’d on him, telling Beckett all about Evan’s bout of heat exhaustion in the jungle, leaving out the last part of his first aid treatment, of course. That had led to an intensive post mission exam, including bodily fluid and secretion samples. Leaning over the exam table with his BDUs around his ankles, Evan suspected Beckett just liked sticking his gloved fingers up people’s asses to collect stool samples. He certainly had more than a passing familiarity with Evan’s asshole.
At least Beckett was smiling when he came into the curtained area where Evan was waiting impatiently on a gurney, kicking his feet and glaring daggers at David. Immersed in his work, David was ignoring him, making notes on his data pad. “Well, Colonel, I don’t see anything too odd in your tests. Your iron is a little low, and your blood sugar is slightly off, but I think you’re fine to go.”
Evan leapt off the gurney and grabbed David by the elbow, dragging him along after him as he fled the infirmary. “Thanks Doc. See ya later.” Instead of going to their quarters, he headed for the mess hall. He left David at their usual table, working on his datapad, lost in his new data from the mission. Evan went to the line and grabbed a tray, piling a meal on it for both of them. No longer sick from the heat, his appetite had returned. He sat across from David and devoured most of his meal before David even noticed he had food in front of him. “David, eat,” he coaxed, pushing a sandwich towards the distracted scientist.
Smiling wickedly as a thought occurred to him, Evan went back up to the service line and got himself a big cup of ice. He saw no reason not to return the favor of a little cold play tonight. Sighing at David’s inattention, he prodded his botanist in the arm and forced him to leave the mess hall, taking the uneaten portion of David’s meal to go.
Passing Sheppard in the corridor, Evan gave him a wave. Sheppard noticed David’s preoccupation with the datapad and gave Evan a sympathetic and knowing shake of his head. He had his own geek, he understood all about wrangling them when they were like this.
Once back in their quarters, Evan put the food down and took the datapad into protective custody, locking it in the desk drawer, for its own safety. Protesting, David whined, but Evan started stripping and declared they needed to shower. Distracted by the sudden appearance of skin, David nodded stupidly and followed Evan to the bath room.
Taking his time, Evan soaped up a washcloth and ran it over his chest as David leaned against the wall and watched. He reached a hand out and pulled David under the spray of the double jets. He’d taken these quarters over another larger offering down the hall just because it had a better water spray system and a nice bench in the shower stall. He and David liked shower sex. Slowly, incrementally, Lorne told Atlantis to heat up the water. He intended to get David as hot as he could.
When David reached for him going straight for his semi-erect penis, Evan slipped back. “Later. I have a plan. Turn around, let me do your back.”
He was being a tease, running his fingers all over David’s body, touching him in all his hot spots, all while holding himself away.
When the water was almost scalding, as hot as they could stand it, Evan announced, “Out!” He took David by the hand and dragged him out into the other room. The sudden coolness made goose bumps rise on both of their skins. Evan pushed David over to the couch and forced him down over the arm.
“Bossy. I like bossy,” David mumbled sleepily, the heat of the shower making him loose and lazy, just the way Evan usually liked him. Too bad what he planned was going to undo all of it very quickly. He rubbed David’s lower back and reached for the cup he had left on the desk. The ice was perfectly melted now.
He grasped David’s hips and ground up against him. “Are you all hot, David?”
“Mmm, yeah. All hot.”
“I’m going to cool you down. I brought ice. You hot enough for ice, baby?”
“Ice?” David looked over his shoulder at the cup Evan was holding and blinked in surprise. Then he smiled, nodded and wiggled his butt back and forth. Evan chuckled and scooped an ice cube out of the cup. He let a few drops of water trickle over David’s back, which made his lover arch away and let out a startled gasp.
“Shit, Ev! Do it again!”
He did, letting the melting water drip down David’s crack. He reached into the cup and picked up a second ice cube and then curved himself over and around David, lying across his back and wrapping his arms around him. He slid his hands up and applied the ice to David’s nipples. David immediately arched up into Evan’s arms, hissing at the contact on the sensitive skin. Evan clamped his hands down, pressing the ice against David’s nipples and massaging the cubes around. The result was David wriggling up and back against him in a most delicious manner.
Evan held him for a bit and ground against him, his dick being in the perfect spot for friction. He could come just like this, rubbing himself off. “Davie, I’m just, let me, I’m just gonna…” He continued to thrust against David’s ass, then had to stop before he came. “Ok, wow. Yeah, your turn.”
He unfolded himself from David’s back and reached down with chilled fingers to finger David’s asshole, sliding his cold index finger right up into him. David let out a surprised squeal and then laughed, demanding, “Again! More!”
“Goofball.” Evan reached for the ice and scooped out a big chunk. He ran it down David’s crack and then over his opening.
“In. Push it in,” David begged, panting and pushing back against Evan’s hand.
“I’m not sure about that,” Evan replied, not wanting to hurt his lover.
“Just a little.” David wriggled his hips and Evan carefully did as he asked. He needn’t have worried, the ice melted quickly in the heat. The water did leave David fairly well lubricated, however, and Evan took advantage of that, lining up and pushing in.
David whimpered, and complained, “I wanted more ice.”
“Shut up, I’m done with the ice, you’re getting fucked now.” He slapped David’s ass playfully and thrust in. Soon David began to move with him, grunting and calling out encouragement. Without lube, it was tight and the friction was almost painful. Evan gasped out David’s name and came explosively, falling over him so hard that he knocked them both off balance and they landed in a heap on the floor.
“God, Evan.” David whimpered, trying to twist and right himself, still impaled on Evan’s cock. “Just, ow.”
“Sorry.” Evan apologized as he moved to a more comfortable position for them both and pulled out.
“Now you have to ice that!” David wriggled his ass again and Evan burst out laughing, reaching for the cup of ice with a shake of his head.
“You asked for it.”
David nodded, “Yeah, yeah I did. Hurry up!”
Series: SGA
Characters: Parrish/Lorne
Word Count: 1,254
Rating: R
Warning: None
Notes: Followup/continuation to Slow and Ice - I went for Size Matters Bingo and needed to plump it up a bit.
When they got back to Atlantis, after very perfunctory showers, they headed up for the post mission screening at medical. David totally narc’d on him, telling Beckett all about Evan’s bout of heat exhaustion in the jungle, leaving out the last part of his first aid treatment, of course. That had led to an intensive post mission exam, including bodily fluid and secretion samples. Leaning over the exam table with his BDUs around his ankles, Evan suspected Beckett just liked sticking his gloved fingers up people’s asses to collect stool samples. He certainly had more than a passing familiarity with Evan’s asshole.
At least Beckett was smiling when he came into the curtained area where Evan was waiting impatiently on a gurney, kicking his feet and glaring daggers at David. Immersed in his work, David was ignoring him, making notes on his data pad. “Well, Colonel, I don’t see anything too odd in your tests. Your iron is a little low, and your blood sugar is slightly off, but I think you’re fine to go.”
Evan leapt off the gurney and grabbed David by the elbow, dragging him along after him as he fled the infirmary. “Thanks Doc. See ya later.” Instead of going to their quarters, he headed for the mess hall. He left David at their usual table, working on his datapad, lost in his new data from the mission. Evan went to the line and grabbed a tray, piling a meal on it for both of them. No longer sick from the heat, his appetite had returned. He sat across from David and devoured most of his meal before David even noticed he had food in front of him. “David, eat,” he coaxed, pushing a sandwich towards the distracted scientist.
Smiling wickedly as a thought occurred to him, Evan went back up to the service line and got himself a big cup of ice. He saw no reason not to return the favor of a little cold play tonight. Sighing at David’s inattention, he prodded his botanist in the arm and forced him to leave the mess hall, taking the uneaten portion of David’s meal to go.
Passing Sheppard in the corridor, Evan gave him a wave. Sheppard noticed David’s preoccupation with the datapad and gave Evan a sympathetic and knowing shake of his head. He had his own geek, he understood all about wrangling them when they were like this.
Once back in their quarters, Evan put the food down and took the datapad into protective custody, locking it in the desk drawer, for its own safety. Protesting, David whined, but Evan started stripping and declared they needed to shower. Distracted by the sudden appearance of skin, David nodded stupidly and followed Evan to the bath room.
Taking his time, Evan soaped up a washcloth and ran it over his chest as David leaned against the wall and watched. He reached a hand out and pulled David under the spray of the double jets. He’d taken these quarters over another larger offering down the hall just because it had a better water spray system and a nice bench in the shower stall. He and David liked shower sex. Slowly, incrementally, Lorne told Atlantis to heat up the water. He intended to get David as hot as he could.
When David reached for him going straight for his semi-erect penis, Evan slipped back. “Later. I have a plan. Turn around, let me do your back.”
He was being a tease, running his fingers all over David’s body, touching him in all his hot spots, all while holding himself away.
When the water was almost scalding, as hot as they could stand it, Evan announced, “Out!” He took David by the hand and dragged him out into the other room. The sudden coolness made goose bumps rise on both of their skins. Evan pushed David over to the couch and forced him down over the arm.
“Bossy. I like bossy,” David mumbled sleepily, the heat of the shower making him loose and lazy, just the way Evan usually liked him. Too bad what he planned was going to undo all of it very quickly. He rubbed David’s lower back and reached for the cup he had left on the desk. The ice was perfectly melted now.
He grasped David’s hips and ground up against him. “Are you all hot, David?”
“Mmm, yeah. All hot.”
“I’m going to cool you down. I brought ice. You hot enough for ice, baby?”
“Ice?” David looked over his shoulder at the cup Evan was holding and blinked in surprise. Then he smiled, nodded and wiggled his butt back and forth. Evan chuckled and scooped an ice cube out of the cup. He let a few drops of water trickle over David’s back, which made his lover arch away and let out a startled gasp.
“Shit, Ev! Do it again!”
He did, letting the melting water drip down David’s crack. He reached into the cup and picked up a second ice cube and then curved himself over and around David, lying across his back and wrapping his arms around him. He slid his hands up and applied the ice to David’s nipples. David immediately arched up into Evan’s arms, hissing at the contact on the sensitive skin. Evan clamped his hands down, pressing the ice against David’s nipples and massaging the cubes around. The result was David wriggling up and back against him in a most delicious manner.
Evan held him for a bit and ground against him, his dick being in the perfect spot for friction. He could come just like this, rubbing himself off. “Davie, I’m just, let me, I’m just gonna…” He continued to thrust against David’s ass, then had to stop before he came. “Ok, wow. Yeah, your turn.”
He unfolded himself from David’s back and reached down with chilled fingers to finger David’s asshole, sliding his cold index finger right up into him. David let out a surprised squeal and then laughed, demanding, “Again! More!”
“Goofball.” Evan reached for the ice and scooped out a big chunk. He ran it down David’s crack and then over his opening.
“In. Push it in,” David begged, panting and pushing back against Evan’s hand.
“I’m not sure about that,” Evan replied, not wanting to hurt his lover.
“Just a little.” David wriggled his hips and Evan carefully did as he asked. He needn’t have worried, the ice melted quickly in the heat. The water did leave David fairly well lubricated, however, and Evan took advantage of that, lining up and pushing in.
David whimpered, and complained, “I wanted more ice.”
“Shut up, I’m done with the ice, you’re getting fucked now.” He slapped David’s ass playfully and thrust in. Soon David began to move with him, grunting and calling out encouragement. Without lube, it was tight and the friction was almost painful. Evan gasped out David’s name and came explosively, falling over him so hard that he knocked them both off balance and they landed in a heap on the floor.
“God, Evan.” David whimpered, trying to twist and right himself, still impaled on Evan’s cock. “Just, ow.”
“Sorry.” Evan apologized as he moved to a more comfortable position for them both and pulled out.
“Now you have to ice that!” David wriggled his ass again and Evan burst out laughing, reaching for the cup of ice with a shake of his head.
“You asked for it.”
David nodded, “Yeah, yeah I did. Hurry up!”