Fic: Connecting the Dots 19/19; AU; NC-17 (sex, language)
Title: Connecting the Dots: Epilogue - 19/19 (completed)
Chapter Pairing: Evan/John
Chapter Rating: NC-17 (sex, language)
Chapter Word Count: 2383
Chapter Summary: John makes a request which Evan fulfills
Chapter Timeline: post season 5
Notes: Connecting the Dots is a look at Evan's journey throughout Stargate. Overall it's approximately 38,000 words, with chapter ratings mostly hovering between PG-13 and NC-17. I began this some time ago (>1 year) and it was initially betaed by
fififolle and
whytewytch4 who provided great feedback on plot, punctuation and a host of other issues. (Thanks!) Any remaining issues are completely attributable to me.
“Ev?” John asks from inside the shower
“Yeah?” Evan answers apprehensively as he brushes his teeth. He knows from John’s tone that John has been thinking…and that never turns out well.
“I was just wondering why we never do the things that were in your videos.”
Evan puts down his toothbrush and stares in shock at the shower as John continues speaking.
“I mean Pierce Hardy was rather adventurous; Evan Lorne: not so much. Sometimes it would be nice to just fuck. Don’t get me wrong, I am happy with our sex life. But with your…talent, you shouldn’t let it go to waste. I am in no way saying I want to date a porn star but I wouldn’t mind having sex with one occasionally. You know, just to liven things up a bit.”
“Uh, ok. I’ll keep that in mind.”
---
John blankly looks down at the pile of paperwork on his desk. When Evan was his XO it would have been half the height and just needing his signature. Now, he has to actually read everything and sort it all for himself.
He picks up a new sheet and sees a report analyzing the effectiveness of Wraith stunners as bug zappers.
“That’s it,” he mutters irritably. He stands and leaves his office, heading for the shooting range. Quickly loading a weapon he opens fire on a target, getting out his frustration. Each hit is either a ridiculous report he had to read or write; a commentary on Major Teldy being so uptight and by the book that she will not do his paperwork; annoyance at Rodney being Rodney; the Pentagon and IOA not giving them a straight answer on if they will be returning to Pegasus.
After shooting a few rounds, he returns to his office in order to finish his work.
Entering, he stops short seeing Evan behind the desk in dress blues doing paperwork.
“Ev?”
---
Knowing John would be in his office all day, Evan decides today is the day. He has been planning a scene for John and is eager to see how it plays out. Choosing his former dress uniform, Evan makes his way to John’s office.
He gets a number of stares along the way, choosing to answer them with a simple smile.
Upon arriving at John’s office, he finds it empty.
“Chuck,” Evan calls after tapping his earpiece.
“Go ahead, Maj - Doctor. Sorry.”
“Old habits die hard,” Evan says with a laugh. “Can you get a fix on Sheppard’s position?”
“Just a sec.” Evan hears Chuck pressing buttons. “He’s over in the range. Do you want me to send someone for him?”
“No, that’s okay. I need a favor.”
“Sure.”
“He’s going to be out of communication for a bit. He’s been stressed lately so I’m going to make him take a little break. Will you intercept his calls for me?”
“No problem. But,” Evan hears Chuck’s voice become calculating, “you owe me. And you know I don’t forget that kind of thing.”
“I know, Chuck,” Evan says with a sigh. “Lorne out.”
Evan takes a seat behind John’s desk to wait. Looking at the stack of papers, he shakes his head. He almost feels sorry for John, knowing how much he hates to deal with paperwork. Feeling generous, he starts in on it before remembering a mission request he sent for approval last week. Digging through the pile, he finds it near the bottom. He hears John enter and call his name.
“Attention!” Evan commands as he looks up at John. He watches as John raises an eyebrow and gives him a look wondering which of them has lost his mind. Narrowing his eyes and setting his jaw, he says, “Colonel, I called you to attention.”
Seeing that John is not catching on, Evan mentally locks the door and gives him a little smirk.
A brief look of understanding crosses John’s face as he moves to stand at attention.
“Better,” Evan says as he leaves the chair and comes around the desk stopping in front of John. “However next time I won’t be so patient. Understood?”
“Yes, sir,” John responds.
“Good. Now, Colonel, I’ve been looking through your paperwork and see a number of omissions and errors.” Evan picks up the form he sent and looks at it with annoyance. “And this one from, uh, Doctor Lorne, merely needed a signature and a date. It was sent for your approval over a week ago. Care to explain?”
“Sir. Major Teldy refuses to -”
“I didn’t ask about Teldy,” Evan yells into John’s face. “Why the fuck didn’t you sign it?”
“I’m sorry, sir,” John says evenly. “I did not consider it a high priority.”
Evan raises an eyebrow. “No?”
“No, sir. I did not.”
Evan nods slowly before walking to stand beside John. “Colonel. Drop and give me twenty.”
He watches as John positions himself on the floor to do the pushups. After number five, Evan places his foot on John’s back. As John continues, Evan progressively applies more downward pressure.
“On your knees, Colonel,” Evan commands as John finishes number twenty. He moves to stand in front of John, placing his crotch directly in John’s face. “We need to discuss your methods for prioritizing. What do you think is the most important task you need to undertake right now?”
John looks up and meets Evan’s eyes. With a smirk he offers, “Getting up off my knees?”
Evan looks down with barely concealed disdain. “Son, with that attitude you may never get up.”
“Oh, I’m up,” John says seductively as he continues to look in Evan’s eyes. “Just not off my knees.”
Evan raises an eyebrow. Without a word, he lifts a highly polished shoe and lightly places it on John’s crotch. He slowly moves it around until he can feel the ridge of John’s erection. “Looks like you do have a problem.”
“It won’t be a problem if you help me with it.”
“Colonel,” Evan says nastily. He presses on John’s cock hard enough to cause discomfort but not pain. “You seem to fail to understand what needs to happen here.”
“Sorry, sir,” John says through his distress.
“Now.” Evan pauses to take a breath as he removes his foot. “It appears to me that the first thing we need to do is to get that mouth of yours under control. Use it to get my cock out.”
“Sir?”
Evan grabs John by the back of his head and presses it against his crotch. “I mean now.”
It takes a moment before Evan feels John move his head. Evan smiles to himself when he feels John begin to pull the zipper down with his teeth.
“That’s it,” Evan says encouragingly as John begins using his tongue and teeth to spread the fabric of his fly. “Get it open. Got something good in there for ya.” He hears John whimper upon finding out he’s not wearing underwear. “Use that pie hole and get it. Get in there. Fuck yeah, use your tongue.” He grasps John’s head in both hands and holds it steady as he grinds his crotch into John’s face.
When Evan releases John’s head it pleases him when John doesn’t pull away. John continues to press his face into Evan’s open pants, sucking on the exposed flesh trying to get the tip into his mouth.
“Oh,” Evan exclaims when John finally succeeds. “I’m glad you’re doing the United States Air Force proud, Colonel. We flyboys have to maintain our reputation as cocksucking aces. That’s it…take it.” Evan closes his eyes and groans in pleasure as his cock is worked over.
Since they’ve started their relationship, Evan’s enjoyed John’s single-mindedness as it relates to blow jobs. The way John focuses on nothing else except pleasuring the cock in his mouth never fails to impress Evan. There have been many times that John has reached orgasm without touching himself while servicing Evan.
“Fuck,” Evan mutters as John takes him all the way in his throat, “I’ll never get tired of that.” When he hears John chuckle below him, Evan cuffs him on the back of the head. “Something funny down there?” He asks as he slips back into his role, cursing himself for the momentary lapse. “Let’s see if you find this amusing,” he says nastily. Grabbing John’s ears, he begins to brutally fuck John’s mouth. While it’s not something Evan particularly enjoys he knows John loves it.
He keeps a close eye on John aware that this could easily put him over the edge. True to form, it only takes a few short minutes before Evan hears John moan softly and sees his body begin to tense.
“Get off me.” He pushes John away. Evan watches as John, dazed, presses forward attempting to continue his work. “I said stop, Colonel.” He grabs John under the arms and pulls him up. “We’re going to have to work on getting you to follow orders, I see. Turn around.”
“Evan,” John pleads while wrapping his arms around Evan. “Just fuck me, please. No more. Need you…” he trails off into a whine.
Evan watches John trying to focus on him in his hyper-aroused state. Feeling both impressed by John’s reaction and cautious, Evan takes pity on him, pulling out of John’s embrace. He had planned on abusing John a little more but as this is their first time playing in this manner he decides to cut it short.
“Colonel, I believe I told you to turn around.” Evan places a hand on one of John’s shoulders and spins him around before pushing him down to bend over the desk. “I’m tiring of your insubordination so I think I’ll cut this lesson short. But any further digressions will be met with swift and severe punishment.”
Evan quickly opens John’s pants and allows them to fall. Pulling a small tube of lube from his pocket, Evan uses some to coat his cock before entering John. He has no worry about preparation because in John’s current state there will be no tension. Nevertheless, he pushes in slowly, giving John time to adjust. Once fully sheathed, he pauses for a moment to enjoy the warmth surrounding him. When John makes a keening sound of need, Evan begins moving.
Months of coupling allows Evan to hit John’s prostate unerringly on each thrust. He quickly sets up a fast pace knowing that John will not hold out much longer.
Running a hand over John’s back, Evan thinks about how this is something he never would have expected from John. While their sex life has always been good, John’s apparent need to be dominated takes him by surprise. He doesn’t know if it’s the uniform, role playing or a combination of the two, however he knows this is something they’re going to have to do more often.
An unfamiliar sound pulls Evan from his reverie. A mix of a sustained growl and intermittent higher-pitched wailing is emanating from John. Without warning, Evan hears John roar as he tightens around Evan in orgasm.
John slumps onto the desk exhausted as Evan pulls out. Concerned for John, Evan foregoes his own release and moves around the desk to check on him. Seeing the slack, relaxed muscles of John’s face, Evan quickly checks his pulse. Finding it steady and strong, Evan tucks himself away and sits in the chair to wait for John to come around.
---
As John opens his eyes, the first thing that he notices is that he’s bent over his desk with his face lying in a puddle of his own drool. Despite his protesting back, he stands up and sees Evan sitting in his chair putting a pen down. Feeling a draft he looks down and sees that his pants are still pooled around his feet.
“You could’ve at least pulled up my pants,” he grumbles as he completes the task.
“Not my problem, Colonel,” Evan says. He pushes a stack of papers toward John. “I took the liberty of finishing these for you,” Evan continues. “It was the least I could do.”
“Believe me,” John says as he circles the desk to give Evan a quick kiss, “you’ve done more than enough. That was fucking amazing, Ev.”
“Thanks.” Evan blushes. “I’ve never seen you so responsive. So was it the uniform or the domination?”
“I don’t really know. You were just…hot.”
“Thanks.” Evan ducks his head in embarrassment.
John knows that even though Evan is no longer ashamed of the things he used to do, it still was too much of a reminder of who he used to be. “Hey, none of that,” he says as he kneels next to Evan. “Believe me when I say the Evan Lorne I come home to is more than enough for me. Porny Evan is a little overwhelming.”
“Good.” Evan leans over to give John a kiss. “I haven’t come yet and would really like to spend some quality time with my husband.”
“I can do quality time. Can we eat first, though? I’m starving.”
“No problem. Oh.” Evan gives John an apologetic look. “If Rodney avoids you for a few days, don’t blame me. It’s his own fault.”
“Why? What happened?” John asks as Evan stands.
“Well, he tried calling you and Chuck told him you were unavailable. He did his thing and got through to your earpiece. I answered and told him the same so he used the sensors to locate you then used his code to override the door lock and got a face full of your ass. I’m surprised his ranting didn’t wake you.”
“Serves him right,” John says as they leave the office. “He’s always barging in here like he owns the place.” He chuckles. “I wish I could have seen his face.”
“Oh, it was priceless.” Evan becomes serious. “I hate to say it but I’m glad it happened.”
John gives him a look of disbelief. “What? Why would you want that?”
“Because now I know for sure there was never anything between you two.”
“Evan,” John says as he stops walking and places his hands on Evan’s shoulders. “I told you once that there was only one man in the city who could handle me. And for over a year now, you’ve proved me right.”
Chapter Pairing: Evan/John
Chapter Rating: NC-17 (sex, language)
Chapter Word Count: 2383
Chapter Summary: John makes a request which Evan fulfills
Chapter Timeline: post season 5
Notes: Connecting the Dots is a look at Evan's journey throughout Stargate. Overall it's approximately 38,000 words, with chapter ratings mostly hovering between PG-13 and NC-17. I began this some time ago (>1 year) and it was initially betaed by
fififolle and
whytewytch4 who provided great feedback on plot, punctuation and a host of other issues. (Thanks!) Any remaining issues are completely attributable to me.
“Ev?” John asks from inside the shower
“Yeah?” Evan answers apprehensively as he brushes his teeth. He knows from John’s tone that John has been thinking…and that never turns out well.
“I was just wondering why we never do the things that were in your videos.”
Evan puts down his toothbrush and stares in shock at the shower as John continues speaking.
“I mean Pierce Hardy was rather adventurous; Evan Lorne: not so much. Sometimes it would be nice to just fuck. Don’t get me wrong, I am happy with our sex life. But with your…talent, you shouldn’t let it go to waste. I am in no way saying I want to date a porn star but I wouldn’t mind having sex with one occasionally. You know, just to liven things up a bit.”
“Uh, ok. I’ll keep that in mind.”
---
John blankly looks down at the pile of paperwork on his desk. When Evan was his XO it would have been half the height and just needing his signature. Now, he has to actually read everything and sort it all for himself.
He picks up a new sheet and sees a report analyzing the effectiveness of Wraith stunners as bug zappers.
“That’s it,” he mutters irritably. He stands and leaves his office, heading for the shooting range. Quickly loading a weapon he opens fire on a target, getting out his frustration. Each hit is either a ridiculous report he had to read or write; a commentary on Major Teldy being so uptight and by the book that she will not do his paperwork; annoyance at Rodney being Rodney; the Pentagon and IOA not giving them a straight answer on if they will be returning to Pegasus.
After shooting a few rounds, he returns to his office in order to finish his work.
Entering, he stops short seeing Evan behind the desk in dress blues doing paperwork.
“Ev?”
---
Knowing John would be in his office all day, Evan decides today is the day. He has been planning a scene for John and is eager to see how it plays out. Choosing his former dress uniform, Evan makes his way to John’s office.
He gets a number of stares along the way, choosing to answer them with a simple smile.
Upon arriving at John’s office, he finds it empty.
“Chuck,” Evan calls after tapping his earpiece.
“Go ahead, Maj - Doctor. Sorry.”
“Old habits die hard,” Evan says with a laugh. “Can you get a fix on Sheppard’s position?”
“Just a sec.” Evan hears Chuck pressing buttons. “He’s over in the range. Do you want me to send someone for him?”
“No, that’s okay. I need a favor.”
“Sure.”
“He’s going to be out of communication for a bit. He’s been stressed lately so I’m going to make him take a little break. Will you intercept his calls for me?”
“No problem. But,” Evan hears Chuck’s voice become calculating, “you owe me. And you know I don’t forget that kind of thing.”
“I know, Chuck,” Evan says with a sigh. “Lorne out.”
Evan takes a seat behind John’s desk to wait. Looking at the stack of papers, he shakes his head. He almost feels sorry for John, knowing how much he hates to deal with paperwork. Feeling generous, he starts in on it before remembering a mission request he sent for approval last week. Digging through the pile, he finds it near the bottom. He hears John enter and call his name.
“Attention!” Evan commands as he looks up at John. He watches as John raises an eyebrow and gives him a look wondering which of them has lost his mind. Narrowing his eyes and setting his jaw, he says, “Colonel, I called you to attention.”
Seeing that John is not catching on, Evan mentally locks the door and gives him a little smirk.
A brief look of understanding crosses John’s face as he moves to stand at attention.
“Better,” Evan says as he leaves the chair and comes around the desk stopping in front of John. “However next time I won’t be so patient. Understood?”
“Yes, sir,” John responds.
“Good. Now, Colonel, I’ve been looking through your paperwork and see a number of omissions and errors.” Evan picks up the form he sent and looks at it with annoyance. “And this one from, uh, Doctor Lorne, merely needed a signature and a date. It was sent for your approval over a week ago. Care to explain?”
“Sir. Major Teldy refuses to -”
“I didn’t ask about Teldy,” Evan yells into John’s face. “Why the fuck didn’t you sign it?”
“I’m sorry, sir,” John says evenly. “I did not consider it a high priority.”
Evan raises an eyebrow. “No?”
“No, sir. I did not.”
Evan nods slowly before walking to stand beside John. “Colonel. Drop and give me twenty.”
He watches as John positions himself on the floor to do the pushups. After number five, Evan places his foot on John’s back. As John continues, Evan progressively applies more downward pressure.
“On your knees, Colonel,” Evan commands as John finishes number twenty. He moves to stand in front of John, placing his crotch directly in John’s face. “We need to discuss your methods for prioritizing. What do you think is the most important task you need to undertake right now?”
John looks up and meets Evan’s eyes. With a smirk he offers, “Getting up off my knees?”
Evan looks down with barely concealed disdain. “Son, with that attitude you may never get up.”
“Oh, I’m up,” John says seductively as he continues to look in Evan’s eyes. “Just not off my knees.”
Evan raises an eyebrow. Without a word, he lifts a highly polished shoe and lightly places it on John’s crotch. He slowly moves it around until he can feel the ridge of John’s erection. “Looks like you do have a problem.”
“It won’t be a problem if you help me with it.”
“Colonel,” Evan says nastily. He presses on John’s cock hard enough to cause discomfort but not pain. “You seem to fail to understand what needs to happen here.”
“Sorry, sir,” John says through his distress.
“Now.” Evan pauses to take a breath as he removes his foot. “It appears to me that the first thing we need to do is to get that mouth of yours under control. Use it to get my cock out.”
“Sir?”
Evan grabs John by the back of his head and presses it against his crotch. “I mean now.”
It takes a moment before Evan feels John move his head. Evan smiles to himself when he feels John begin to pull the zipper down with his teeth.
“That’s it,” Evan says encouragingly as John begins using his tongue and teeth to spread the fabric of his fly. “Get it open. Got something good in there for ya.” He hears John whimper upon finding out he’s not wearing underwear. “Use that pie hole and get it. Get in there. Fuck yeah, use your tongue.” He grasps John’s head in both hands and holds it steady as he grinds his crotch into John’s face.
When Evan releases John’s head it pleases him when John doesn’t pull away. John continues to press his face into Evan’s open pants, sucking on the exposed flesh trying to get the tip into his mouth.
“Oh,” Evan exclaims when John finally succeeds. “I’m glad you’re doing the United States Air Force proud, Colonel. We flyboys have to maintain our reputation as cocksucking aces. That’s it…take it.” Evan closes his eyes and groans in pleasure as his cock is worked over.
Since they’ve started their relationship, Evan’s enjoyed John’s single-mindedness as it relates to blow jobs. The way John focuses on nothing else except pleasuring the cock in his mouth never fails to impress Evan. There have been many times that John has reached orgasm without touching himself while servicing Evan.
“Fuck,” Evan mutters as John takes him all the way in his throat, “I’ll never get tired of that.” When he hears John chuckle below him, Evan cuffs him on the back of the head. “Something funny down there?” He asks as he slips back into his role, cursing himself for the momentary lapse. “Let’s see if you find this amusing,” he says nastily. Grabbing John’s ears, he begins to brutally fuck John’s mouth. While it’s not something Evan particularly enjoys he knows John loves it.
He keeps a close eye on John aware that this could easily put him over the edge. True to form, it only takes a few short minutes before Evan hears John moan softly and sees his body begin to tense.
“Get off me.” He pushes John away. Evan watches as John, dazed, presses forward attempting to continue his work. “I said stop, Colonel.” He grabs John under the arms and pulls him up. “We’re going to have to work on getting you to follow orders, I see. Turn around.”
“Evan,” John pleads while wrapping his arms around Evan. “Just fuck me, please. No more. Need you…” he trails off into a whine.
Evan watches John trying to focus on him in his hyper-aroused state. Feeling both impressed by John’s reaction and cautious, Evan takes pity on him, pulling out of John’s embrace. He had planned on abusing John a little more but as this is their first time playing in this manner he decides to cut it short.
“Colonel, I believe I told you to turn around.” Evan places a hand on one of John’s shoulders and spins him around before pushing him down to bend over the desk. “I’m tiring of your insubordination so I think I’ll cut this lesson short. But any further digressions will be met with swift and severe punishment.”
Evan quickly opens John’s pants and allows them to fall. Pulling a small tube of lube from his pocket, Evan uses some to coat his cock before entering John. He has no worry about preparation because in John’s current state there will be no tension. Nevertheless, he pushes in slowly, giving John time to adjust. Once fully sheathed, he pauses for a moment to enjoy the warmth surrounding him. When John makes a keening sound of need, Evan begins moving.
Months of coupling allows Evan to hit John’s prostate unerringly on each thrust. He quickly sets up a fast pace knowing that John will not hold out much longer.
Running a hand over John’s back, Evan thinks about how this is something he never would have expected from John. While their sex life has always been good, John’s apparent need to be dominated takes him by surprise. He doesn’t know if it’s the uniform, role playing or a combination of the two, however he knows this is something they’re going to have to do more often.
An unfamiliar sound pulls Evan from his reverie. A mix of a sustained growl and intermittent higher-pitched wailing is emanating from John. Without warning, Evan hears John roar as he tightens around Evan in orgasm.
John slumps onto the desk exhausted as Evan pulls out. Concerned for John, Evan foregoes his own release and moves around the desk to check on him. Seeing the slack, relaxed muscles of John’s face, Evan quickly checks his pulse. Finding it steady and strong, Evan tucks himself away and sits in the chair to wait for John to come around.
---
As John opens his eyes, the first thing that he notices is that he’s bent over his desk with his face lying in a puddle of his own drool. Despite his protesting back, he stands up and sees Evan sitting in his chair putting a pen down. Feeling a draft he looks down and sees that his pants are still pooled around his feet.
“You could’ve at least pulled up my pants,” he grumbles as he completes the task.
“Not my problem, Colonel,” Evan says. He pushes a stack of papers toward John. “I took the liberty of finishing these for you,” Evan continues. “It was the least I could do.”
“Believe me,” John says as he circles the desk to give Evan a quick kiss, “you’ve done more than enough. That was fucking amazing, Ev.”
“Thanks.” Evan blushes. “I’ve never seen you so responsive. So was it the uniform or the domination?”
“I don’t really know. You were just…hot.”
“Thanks.” Evan ducks his head in embarrassment.
John knows that even though Evan is no longer ashamed of the things he used to do, it still was too much of a reminder of who he used to be. “Hey, none of that,” he says as he kneels next to Evan. “Believe me when I say the Evan Lorne I come home to is more than enough for me. Porny Evan is a little overwhelming.”
“Good.” Evan leans over to give John a kiss. “I haven’t come yet and would really like to spend some quality time with my husband.”
“I can do quality time. Can we eat first, though? I’m starving.”
“No problem. Oh.” Evan gives John an apologetic look. “If Rodney avoids you for a few days, don’t blame me. It’s his own fault.”
“Why? What happened?” John asks as Evan stands.
“Well, he tried calling you and Chuck told him you were unavailable. He did his thing and got through to your earpiece. I answered and told him the same so he used the sensors to locate you then used his code to override the door lock and got a face full of your ass. I’m surprised his ranting didn’t wake you.”
“Serves him right,” John says as they leave the office. “He’s always barging in here like he owns the place.” He chuckles. “I wish I could have seen his face.”
“Oh, it was priceless.” Evan becomes serious. “I hate to say it but I’m glad it happened.”
John gives him a look of disbelief. “What? Why would you want that?”
“Because now I know for sure there was never anything between you two.”
“Evan,” John says as he stops walking and places his hands on Evan’s shoulders. “I told you once that there was only one man in the city who could handle me. And for over a year now, you’ve proved me right.”