Duet missing scene by Alanna Smithee (NC-17)
The first story, I'm posting here, and I really couldn't think of a title.
Spoilers: Duet (Season 2)
Summary: Cadman hijacks Rodney’s body for, um … purely scientific research, yeah, that’s it.
Pairing: Sheppard/Cadman in Rodney’s body, but actually it’s McKay/Sheppard.
Notes: I saw this scene with Rodney waking up naked, having trouble standing up (yeah sure, running), and immediately had this plot bunny. For me, this story is totally canon. What else am I supposed to think? I’m totally denying any kind of creepiness regarding Cadman’s behaviour in this story and also I'm pushing all the blame on my muse. I actually started this story a long, long time ago, when I saw this episode. And yeah, I need that long to write a simple, short fic. Longer fics I don’t even get finished.
She opened Rodney’s eyes. His body was still new and unfamiliar to her, but it would do. She went to Carson first, but she just couldn’t bring herself to pull it off with him. He was her secret, unacknowledged crush. She didn’t want to mess their relationship up, before it had even started. What if Carson fell for Rodney and wanted more? She couldn’t possibly tell him she had hijacked the body of his best friend for such a nefarious purpose either. No, she had to pursue her goal to experience sex in a male body with someone else. She settled on inviting him to Rodney’s and Katie’s dinner. If Rodney had a date, so could she, she thought stubbornly.
She went for a run. Running always soothed her. But Rodney’s body didn’t make it very far. She slumped against a water conduit wheezing. She would have thought Rodney had some stamina by now, running away from all those bad guys on offworld missions with the Colonel.
Then the idea popped into her head. She straightened and set off towards the Colonel’s quarters. Of course, Rodney and the Colonel fucked like bunnies. It was totally obvious. They just thought they were being subtle. Katie Brown was so an alibi, the poor girl. And McKay hadn’t wanted to disclose their relationship to her, when they had met Sheppard in the hallway earlier. She was US military, after all. Actually it was kind of sweet how he was trying to protect his boyfriend. And she had always been sort of in lust with Sheppard. Who could resist that gait? Rawrrr. And that ass. Of course she would never fuck her CO. Except now she could, because she was in the body of his boyfriend! Colonel Sheppard wouldn’t know, Rodney wouldn’t know, and she would get what she wanted.
She knocked on Sheppard’s door. He opened, wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants, his head obviously tousled from bed, more tousled, that is, his eyes sleepy. He looked so hot! She leaned against the door frame in what she hoped was a confident and arrogant Rodney-like way.
“Rodney, what are you doing here? How is Cadman?”
Cadman strode into the room. “She’s asleep,” she said curtly, her hands on her hips. She thought she had gotten Rodney’s tone just right. Sheppard looked at her strangely. She crossed her arms in front of her - Rodney’s, no breasts - chest. Then she launched into action, grabbed Sheppard’s head and kissed the stuffing out of him. For a moment he didn’t react. Then he yanked her closer and deepened the kiss, opened his mouth to her - Rodney’s - tongue. It was as hot and delicious as she had imagined, Rodney’s lips feeling strangely to her beneath Sheppard’s, Sheppard’s hard-on pressing into her groin, and she was already hard too, just from this kiss, and ready to limbo, samba, lambada, whatever. Sheppard pushed her into a wall. “Oh, Colonel ...” she moaned and stiffened. She hoped Rodney called the Colonel by rank in bed too. But she needn’t have worried. He didn’t even pause in ripping Rodney’s brown t-shirt, she had so carefully put on earlier, off, so yes, paydirt! What a kinky couple. She saw only a flash of glittering and dangerous eyes, quickening her pulse, before Sheppard pulled of his own shirt and captured her between the wall and his body again.
“You know, I never see this coming,” he whispered in her ear.
She blinked. “What?”
“Nothing,” he said and kissed her deeply making her feel it in her belly and down to her toes. Her cock pulsed with the strokes of his tongue. He was hot and hard all over. Then that same tongue traced a path down her body, while his hands freed her - Rodney’s - cock and pushed her pants down. When he took her in her mouth she thought she would come right on the spot. It was too hot, too intense. She tried to control her gasps and keep herself from coming.
“No, no, no,” she said. “I want you to fuck me.” She hoped, Rodney would say the same under these circumstances. She grabbed Sheppard’s shoulders and urged him upwards. Sheppard stood, his lips puffed up and red, as if she had really fucked his mouth. He licked them. His eyes actually looked hungry, devouring the pale expanse of Rodney’s chest. She turned around.
“Okay,” he said. His voice was so wonderfully raspy, it sent shivers down her spine. She toed one shoe off and stepped out of one pants leg to spread her legs, while Sheppard searched around for lube in the room. Now she was starting to feel a little bit nervous. Would it hurt? Should she step out of the other pants leg that dangled ridiculously around her shin? But then she figured, Rodney was used to being fucked. He shouldn’t be that tight. And even if there was a little bit of damage … hey, it wasn’t even her body. And Sheppard certainly didn’t notice her pants around her legs. He pressed up to her back, licking the outer rim of her ear, his breath warm against the sensitive skin.
“Rodney,” he said, stretching the name into at least three syllables, “are you sure?” His hands kept distracting her, wandering gently over her sides. She swallowed.
“Of course I’m sure!” She didn’t quite manage to pull of McKay’s snappish tone. Sheppard took a step back and came back with his hot mouth against her - Rodney’s, though by now the distinction was barely noticeable - neck and cool fingers against her anus. He stretched her, and every second felt delicious. Oh yeah, this had been such a good idea. She writhed against the wall, already panting from arousal. It wasn’t just about having sex with Sheppard, Sheppard her CO, Sheppard who gasped into her neck, it was about doing it while in the body of his male boyfriend, someone whom he was obviously, totally, head over heels in love with. His fingers spreading cool lube inside her - inside Rodney - felt absolutely sinful. She rocked back against them and heard a whimper in a voice she didn’t recognize as her own. For an agonizing, terror filled second she thought Rodney’s mind had awoken. But no, it was still slumbering and unconscious inside her. She took a deep breath, Rodney’s cock so hard, she knew she wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer, her skin sensitized against the smooth metallic surface of the wall and Sheppard’s hot body. His lips wandered her neck. “Now, now, now, now, now,” she chanted. Sheppard withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his cock, sliding deeply and smoothly in, and again, hitting that perfect spot over and over. Withdrawing felt like being unable to breathe, until he slammed back in, sending shudders of pleasure through her body. She wondered, if it was the same for Rodney. “Don’t wake, don’t wake, don’t wake …” she muttered. The pleasure kept building and building until she couldn’t take it anymore and came explosively, Rodney’s cock spreading semen all over the wall. Sheppard gave a hum of enjoyment, kept pushing her into the wall even more forcefully with his thrusts, until he bit down on her neck - no, Rodney’s neck, for a moment she was afraid, he’d leave a bite mark, but he didn’t bite that hard. And then he came.
“Thank you. This was amazing,” he breathed and kissed the place he had bitten gently. He withdrew from her, and now it did kind of sting. “It’s probably better, if you head back to your quarters now, before Cadman wakes up.”
She turned around. His eyes were dark and unreadable, and for a moment she wondered. She touched her lips - Rodney’s lips, that Sheppard had kissed. “Of course, Colonel.” She gathered Rodney’s clothes and went to sleep.
A few days later Cadman dropped into the seat across from McKay in the mess hall. He looked at her nervously. She gave him a broad grin. “So, how is it going with you and Colonel Sheppard?”
He looked at her askance. “What? Why are you asking?”
“Rodney, I know.”
“You know what? Basic calculus? How to paint with finger paints?”
“About you and Colonel Sheppard, that you’re a couple. You don’t have to keep it from everybody,” she muttered into a carrot.
Rodney choked on a bite of food. “We’re not. You got it wrong, totally wrong, in fact.”
“Rodney …”
“No, listen,” he snarled, “you are wrong, wrong, wrong. You are so wrong, you couldn’t be more wrong, if your picture was in the dictionary along with the explanation of wrong.”
“Rodney, keep it down,” she murmured. Fortunately the mess hall wasn’t very full. There were just a few scientists scattered across the room. “Rodney,” she started again, “I know it!”
He snorted. “Cadman your observational skills obviously suck, or you would know that Sheppard is totally into women.”
END
Spoilers: Duet (Season 2)
Summary: Cadman hijacks Rodney’s body for, um … purely scientific research, yeah, that’s it.
Pairing: Sheppard/Cadman in Rodney’s body, but actually it’s McKay/Sheppard.
Notes: I saw this scene with Rodney waking up naked, having trouble standing up (yeah sure, running), and immediately had this plot bunny. For me, this story is totally canon. What else am I supposed to think? I’m totally denying any kind of creepiness regarding Cadman’s behaviour in this story and also I'm pushing all the blame on my muse. I actually started this story a long, long time ago, when I saw this episode. And yeah, I need that long to write a simple, short fic. Longer fics I don’t even get finished.
She opened Rodney’s eyes. His body was still new and unfamiliar to her, but it would do. She went to Carson first, but she just couldn’t bring herself to pull it off with him. He was her secret, unacknowledged crush. She didn’t want to mess their relationship up, before it had even started. What if Carson fell for Rodney and wanted more? She couldn’t possibly tell him she had hijacked the body of his best friend for such a nefarious purpose either. No, she had to pursue her goal to experience sex in a male body with someone else. She settled on inviting him to Rodney’s and Katie’s dinner. If Rodney had a date, so could she, she thought stubbornly.
She went for a run. Running always soothed her. But Rodney’s body didn’t make it very far. She slumped against a water conduit wheezing. She would have thought Rodney had some stamina by now, running away from all those bad guys on offworld missions with the Colonel.
Then the idea popped into her head. She straightened and set off towards the Colonel’s quarters. Of course, Rodney and the Colonel fucked like bunnies. It was totally obvious. They just thought they were being subtle. Katie Brown was so an alibi, the poor girl. And McKay hadn’t wanted to disclose their relationship to her, when they had met Sheppard in the hallway earlier. She was US military, after all. Actually it was kind of sweet how he was trying to protect his boyfriend. And she had always been sort of in lust with Sheppard. Who could resist that gait? Rawrrr. And that ass. Of course she would never fuck her CO. Except now she could, because she was in the body of his boyfriend! Colonel Sheppard wouldn’t know, Rodney wouldn’t know, and she would get what she wanted.
She knocked on Sheppard’s door. He opened, wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants, his head obviously tousled from bed, more tousled, that is, his eyes sleepy. He looked so hot! She leaned against the door frame in what she hoped was a confident and arrogant Rodney-like way.
“Rodney, what are you doing here? How is Cadman?”
Cadman strode into the room. “She’s asleep,” she said curtly, her hands on her hips. She thought she had gotten Rodney’s tone just right. Sheppard looked at her strangely. She crossed her arms in front of her - Rodney’s, no breasts - chest. Then she launched into action, grabbed Sheppard’s head and kissed the stuffing out of him. For a moment he didn’t react. Then he yanked her closer and deepened the kiss, opened his mouth to her - Rodney’s - tongue. It was as hot and delicious as she had imagined, Rodney’s lips feeling strangely to her beneath Sheppard’s, Sheppard’s hard-on pressing into her groin, and she was already hard too, just from this kiss, and ready to limbo, samba, lambada, whatever. Sheppard pushed her into a wall. “Oh, Colonel ...” she moaned and stiffened. She hoped Rodney called the Colonel by rank in bed too. But she needn’t have worried. He didn’t even pause in ripping Rodney’s brown t-shirt, she had so carefully put on earlier, off, so yes, paydirt! What a kinky couple. She saw only a flash of glittering and dangerous eyes, quickening her pulse, before Sheppard pulled of his own shirt and captured her between the wall and his body again.
“You know, I never see this coming,” he whispered in her ear.
She blinked. “What?”
“Nothing,” he said and kissed her deeply making her feel it in her belly and down to her toes. Her cock pulsed with the strokes of his tongue. He was hot and hard all over. Then that same tongue traced a path down her body, while his hands freed her - Rodney’s - cock and pushed her pants down. When he took her in her mouth she thought she would come right on the spot. It was too hot, too intense. She tried to control her gasps and keep herself from coming.
“No, no, no,” she said. “I want you to fuck me.” She hoped, Rodney would say the same under these circumstances. She grabbed Sheppard’s shoulders and urged him upwards. Sheppard stood, his lips puffed up and red, as if she had really fucked his mouth. He licked them. His eyes actually looked hungry, devouring the pale expanse of Rodney’s chest. She turned around.
“Okay,” he said. His voice was so wonderfully raspy, it sent shivers down her spine. She toed one shoe off and stepped out of one pants leg to spread her legs, while Sheppard searched around for lube in the room. Now she was starting to feel a little bit nervous. Would it hurt? Should she step out of the other pants leg that dangled ridiculously around her shin? But then she figured, Rodney was used to being fucked. He shouldn’t be that tight. And even if there was a little bit of damage … hey, it wasn’t even her body. And Sheppard certainly didn’t notice her pants around her legs. He pressed up to her back, licking the outer rim of her ear, his breath warm against the sensitive skin.
“Rodney,” he said, stretching the name into at least three syllables, “are you sure?” His hands kept distracting her, wandering gently over her sides. She swallowed.
“Of course I’m sure!” She didn’t quite manage to pull of McKay’s snappish tone. Sheppard took a step back and came back with his hot mouth against her - Rodney’s, though by now the distinction was barely noticeable - neck and cool fingers against her anus. He stretched her, and every second felt delicious. Oh yeah, this had been such a good idea. She writhed against the wall, already panting from arousal. It wasn’t just about having sex with Sheppard, Sheppard her CO, Sheppard who gasped into her neck, it was about doing it while in the body of his male boyfriend, someone whom he was obviously, totally, head over heels in love with. His fingers spreading cool lube inside her - inside Rodney - felt absolutely sinful. She rocked back against them and heard a whimper in a voice she didn’t recognize as her own. For an agonizing, terror filled second she thought Rodney’s mind had awoken. But no, it was still slumbering and unconscious inside her. She took a deep breath, Rodney’s cock so hard, she knew she wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer, her skin sensitized against the smooth metallic surface of the wall and Sheppard’s hot body. His lips wandered her neck. “Now, now, now, now, now,” she chanted. Sheppard withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his cock, sliding deeply and smoothly in, and again, hitting that perfect spot over and over. Withdrawing felt like being unable to breathe, until he slammed back in, sending shudders of pleasure through her body. She wondered, if it was the same for Rodney. “Don’t wake, don’t wake, don’t wake …” she muttered. The pleasure kept building and building until she couldn’t take it anymore and came explosively, Rodney’s cock spreading semen all over the wall. Sheppard gave a hum of enjoyment, kept pushing her into the wall even more forcefully with his thrusts, until he bit down on her neck - no, Rodney’s neck, for a moment she was afraid, he’d leave a bite mark, but he didn’t bite that hard. And then he came.
“Thank you. This was amazing,” he breathed and kissed the place he had bitten gently. He withdrew from her, and now it did kind of sting. “It’s probably better, if you head back to your quarters now, before Cadman wakes up.”
She turned around. His eyes were dark and unreadable, and for a moment she wondered. She touched her lips - Rodney’s lips, that Sheppard had kissed. “Of course, Colonel.” She gathered Rodney’s clothes and went to sleep.
A few days later Cadman dropped into the seat across from McKay in the mess hall. He looked at her nervously. She gave him a broad grin. “So, how is it going with you and Colonel Sheppard?”
He looked at her askance. “What? Why are you asking?”
“Rodney, I know.”
“You know what? Basic calculus? How to paint with finger paints?”
“About you and Colonel Sheppard, that you’re a couple. You don’t have to keep it from everybody,” she muttered into a carrot.
Rodney choked on a bite of food. “We’re not. You got it wrong, totally wrong, in fact.”
“Rodney …”
“No, listen,” he snarled, “you are wrong, wrong, wrong. You are so wrong, you couldn’t be more wrong, if your picture was in the dictionary along with the explanation of wrong.”
“Rodney, keep it down,” she murmured. Fortunately the mess hall wasn’t very full. There were just a few scientists scattered across the room. “Rodney,” she started again, “I know it!”
He snorted. “Cadman your observational skills obviously suck, or you would know that Sheppard is totally into women.”
END