Fic: Around Atlantis in Eight (Short) Scenes; R (language, sex)
Title: Around Atlantis in Eight (Short) Scenes
Pairing: Evan/Paul Davis
Rating: R (language, sex)
Word Count: 1240Notes: prompt: Davis arrives in Atlantis and Lorne is his tour guide
“Major Davis,” Evan said as he stepped forward to greet new arrival. “Welcome to Atlantis.”
“Thank you, Major Lorne. It’s a pleasure to be here.”
“Your belongings will be taken to your quarters. As you requested, your office is ready. Shall we head there now?”
“Yes, please.” Paul followed Evan out of the gate room and into a corridor. “What’s it been? Five years?”
Evan cocked his head in thought. “Sounds about right. That horrible mission with the Unas. Not going to lie, I’m glad to be out from under Edwards.”
“Many people have said that. If it makes you feel better, he had nothing but good things to say about you afterward.”
Evan shrugged noncommittally. “Good to know. This is me,” Evan said as they passed a door. “And this is yours.”
Paul entered the room next door to Evan’s office and looked around. “Thank you, Major. This looks adequate.”
“Good,” Evan said as he closed and locked the door.
Paul crossed his arms as he leaned on the edge of the desk. “Did you need a private moment? Major?”
Evan approached Paul. “Unless you want to do this in front of everyone.” As he sunk to his knees, he opened Paul’s pants and pulled out the rapidly hardening cock. “If I remember correctly, I owe you one.”
Paul closed his eyes and leaned his head back. “And I thought you had forgotten.”
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Paul looked at the dish on display. “What the hell is that?” He asked of the fluorescent green and yellow swirled pudding-like dish.
“Roasted ington,” Evan said simply as he shoveled a healthy amount onto his plate. “It’s surprisingly good. Tastes like a cross between salmon and turkey.”
“That’s meat?” Paul asked incredulously as he made a face.
Evan scooped a small amount onto a spoon and held it out for Paul to taste. “Don’t knock it ‘til you try it.”
Paul closed his eyes and opened his mouth to allow Evan to put the gelatinous substance in his mouth. As the substance hit his tongue his eyes flew open. “It’s lemon-lime pudding,” he said tightly through his teeth.
“Just because we’re in a different galaxy doesn’t mean we eat weird alien shit,” Evan said unsuccessfully holding back a smirk.
“You’re an ass.”
Evan gave him a wide, unapologetic grin. “Thank you.” At the late hour the mess hall was nearly deserted yet Evan still led Paul to a table in a remote corner. “How was your first day?” He asked as Paul took a seat next to him.
“Not bad.” Paul took a bite of his sandwich before he continued. “This is kind of dry.”
“Oh, I forgot,” Evan said. “Condiments are on request. The kitchen got sick of all the ‘I like mayo; I hate mayo.’ I’ll go get you some.”
Evan began to stand but was stopped when Paul put a firm hand on his knee.
“No need,” Paul said as he opened Evan’s fly. “I could use a little more protein on this sandwich anyway.”
“Are you kidding me?” Evan whispered.
“Why not?” Paul asked as he began to give Evan a hand job. “No one can see us. More importantly, I don’t like being indebted to you.”
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“You guys have it too easy,” Paul said breathlessly as he ran next to Evan around the outskirts of the inhabited area.
“What do you mean?”
“I run outside every morning in hundred degree heat and five hundred per cent humidity. You run in a climate controlled atmosphere.” Paul turned a raised eyebrow to Evan. “Who do you think has it rougher?”
Evan gave him an incredulous look. “I do.”
“You’re kidding, right?” Paul said as he stopped running.
Evan stopped ahead of Paul and stalked back toward the man. “No, I’m serious.”
“How can you honestly believe that?”
“Because you can fuck any time you want. It’s been four years since I’ve been able to do this,” Evan said as he pushed Paul face first into a wall. He forcefully lowered Paul’s running shorts and buried himself inside the visitor.
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“If you don’t get him out of here immediately,” Rodney said to Evan as he stared down Paul with a hatred Evan had never seen before, “I promise you not only will he not survive the trip back to Earth but there will be nothing Sheppard can do to save you from my wrath. And I promise you you’ll wish you had followed him into intergalactic space.”
“On that note,” Evan said as he grasped Paul’s arm and dragged him out of the science lab. Evan could feel the tension in Paul’s body and wasn’t surprised when he was pushed into an unoccupied room.
“Lock the door,” Paul ordered.
Evan opened his pants as he said, “Already done.”
“Good.” Paul unzipped his pants and pushed Evan over a lab table. “I told you McKay and I do not get along. You owe me big,” he said as he entered Evan.
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Evan grunted in time with each of the four shots he fired off. He tried to focus on the target to determine his score.
“Nice shots,” Paul said from on his knees in front of Evan. As he wiped his mouth he stood and turned to the target. “Not bad there, either. I’m doubly impressed.”
“That was hot,” Evan said between pants for breath. “I have to find some way to make it up to you.”
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“And these are the famous puddle jumpers,” Evan announced as they entered the jumper bay.
“Sweet.” Paul walked over to the nearest one and ran a hand along its side. “Can we take it out?”
“Of course. But not that one. It’s Sheppard’s.” Evan moved to his jumper. “We can take this one.”
Paul smirked. “Yours?”
Evan tried to glare at Paul. “I’m not that juvenile.”
“No. Just that possessive,” he said as he entered the vessel.
“Not that seat,” Evan said as Paul began to sit in Evan’s usual spot.
“Because that’s yours?”
Evan laughed. “Shut up.”
Evan took the jumper out of the city and up into interplanetary space. He gave Paul a quick lesson in flying before relinquishing the controls. “Go for it.”
“Were you so afraid I would hit something that you had to bring me all the way out here?” Paul asked as he took over and put the jumper through some stunts maneuvers.
Evan stood and moved to kneel between Paul’s legs. “Yes.”
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Major Lorne,” Paul called from the doorway to Evan’s office. “Do you have a moment?”
Evan closed the file he was reading and sat back in his chair. “Sure, come in.”
“I wanted you to know that I’ve almost finished my report. I need something from you before I present it to Colonel Sheppard at 1530.”
“And that is?”
“A level playing field,” Paul said as he went around the desk and knelt between Evan’s legs.
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“I hope you enjoyed your stay with us, Major,” Evan said as he escorted Paul to the gate.
“I did. And thank you for showing me around. You were more hospitable than most are when I show up.”
“It was my pleasure to have you.” Evan signaled Chuck to dial the gate. “And don’t forget the next time I’m in D.C. you owe me a tour that is just as interesting.”
“I think I owe you more than that, Major.”
“Believe me, I won’t forget.”