English > SGA > BeckShep - 7_deadly_sins_ > "Why should he believe in sin?"
Author: scap3goat
Fandom: SGA
Characters/Pairing: Carson Beckett, John Sheppard; BeckShep
Prompt: 6. Lust (at 7_deadly_sins_)
Word Count: 345
Rating: PG to R-ish
Disclaimer: Everything's MGM's, I don't owe anything...
Author's Notes: Part 2 of a story cycle - or something like that. I made up an overall plotline in which Carson and John live through all the seven sins.
The table can be found here: See the arcane and ancient table of sins
Staring at Beckett’s behind John nibbled on some vegetable stick.
He definitely needed to see said behind naked soon.
Beckett was the a bit softer kind of guy but that didn’t mean that he wasn’t sexy. He was extremely sexy. John liked to check him out and to imagine how the man looked naked, sprawled out on the blankets of John’s bed or bent over the desk.
The way Beckett’s trousers stretched over his ass while walking suggested that underneath the soft layer there were a lot of muscles. He had heard rumours about Beckett training in the gym late in the night when his duty was over.
John liked the idea. It made things more interesting.
John imagined soft, hot skin beneath his fingertips, the hard muscles moving beneath it.
He liked to imagine Beckett as a sort of wolf in a sheep’s cloth. A lion in disguise, ready to jump out and claim whatever he thought was his.
He liked to imagine Beckett’s chest rising and falling as his breath was ragged, liked the idea of pale skin on pale blankets, the idea of sucking Beckett’s full, hard flesh.
A smile crept on John’s lips. Beckett had long since vanished from the commissary but John still stared.
John knew that he was lusting over the good doc but why shouldn’t he? He couldn’t help the fact that he was attracted to the man. And - why should he?
Lust was a deadly sin - he recalled - but he had flown so high and had never seen any gods but false gods, so why should he believe in sins?
His life was short enough. He should better do something about his… infatuation - and the growing hard-on.
It was pure luck that John collided with Carson in front of a storage room.
He pulled the startled Scot into it, pressed him into the wall and kissed him hard.
A smirk crept on his lips as Beckett kissed him back and he wasn’t too surprised when Beckett grabbed him and shoved him into the wall to kiss him.
~tbc
Fandom: SGA
Characters/Pairing: Carson Beckett, John Sheppard; BeckShep
Prompt: 6. Lust (at 7_deadly_sins_)
Word Count: 345
Rating: PG to R-ish
Disclaimer: Everything's MGM's, I don't owe anything...
Author's Notes: Part 2 of a story cycle - or something like that. I made up an overall plotline in which Carson and John live through all the seven sins.
The table can be found here: See the arcane and ancient table of sins
Staring at Beckett’s behind John nibbled on some vegetable stick.
He definitely needed to see said behind naked soon.
Beckett was the a bit softer kind of guy but that didn’t mean that he wasn’t sexy. He was extremely sexy. John liked to check him out and to imagine how the man looked naked, sprawled out on the blankets of John’s bed or bent over the desk.
The way Beckett’s trousers stretched over his ass while walking suggested that underneath the soft layer there were a lot of muscles. He had heard rumours about Beckett training in the gym late in the night when his duty was over.
John liked the idea. It made things more interesting.
John imagined soft, hot skin beneath his fingertips, the hard muscles moving beneath it.
He liked to imagine Beckett as a sort of wolf in a sheep’s cloth. A lion in disguise, ready to jump out and claim whatever he thought was his.
He liked to imagine Beckett’s chest rising and falling as his breath was ragged, liked the idea of pale skin on pale blankets, the idea of sucking Beckett’s full, hard flesh.
A smile crept on John’s lips. Beckett had long since vanished from the commissary but John still stared.
John knew that he was lusting over the good doc but why shouldn’t he? He couldn’t help the fact that he was attracted to the man. And - why should he?
Lust was a deadly sin - he recalled - but he had flown so high and had never seen any gods but false gods, so why should he believe in sins?
His life was short enough. He should better do something about his… infatuation - and the growing hard-on.
It was pure luck that John collided with Carson in front of a storage room.
He pulled the startled Scot into it, pressed him into the wall and kissed him hard.
A smirk crept on his lips as Beckett kissed him back and he wasn’t too surprised when Beckett grabbed him and shoved him into the wall to kiss him.
~tbc