Ficlet: Discovery (SGA, John/Rodney, NC-17)
Title: Discovery
Author: Sandy (sp23)
Pairing: John/Rodney
Rating: Mild NC-17
Word Count: 455
A/N Written as a comment fic for melagan
Summary: John had come to the realization that he was probably never going to be "happy".
John had come to the realization, when he'd finally admitted to himself that he was never going to be the kind of husband Nancy wanted, was never going to love her the way she deserved, that he was probably never going to be 'happy'.
Sure, John had known moments of happiness over the years. Flying a new aircraft, for instance. Nothing had made John happier than flying. Hell, flying the puddle jumpers for the first time would have been nearly orgasmic if his mission had been less dire.
But personal happiness? That was something that John had learned to accept as out of his reach. He had too many secrets he couldn't share, too much of himself that he had to keep hidden away. His life was good in many other ways, so he'd convinced himself that he could live without happiness.
~~~*~~~
A warm hand slid down his naked back and over his ass, and he thrust gently into the softly yielding flesh he was resting upon. His moan was barely audible as his cock slipped over sweat-dampened skin, creamy pale and sweet on John's tongue, and he looked down into eyes blue as the summer sky and full of warmth and affection. For him.
Leaning down, John kissed lips surprisingly lush and giving and felt arms tighten around him, holding him close as if afraid he'd pull away. A cock, hard and thick, pushed up into his stomach, and John felt the sticky trail of precome as it moved against his belly.
Their bodies began to move in a rhythm, slow and sweet. Their breath mingled as they kissed, tongues tasting, pleasure building, breathing growing harsh, and thoughts slipping away until all that remained was heat and desire and the slickness of sweat and semen.
When it was over, John collapsed onto the solid body beneath him, relaxed and drowsy. He smiled as his lover began to complain about being crushed and, "Oh my God, John, I can't breathe." He slid to the side, his balance precarious on the too narrow bed, but he merely pushed until he'd managed to claim a few precious inches of space. Strong arms wrapped around him holding him close, and he curled his body around Rodney's, content and mellow, comfortable and warm.
So much had changed in John's life since he'd come to Atlantis. He'd found a home, a family, a place he truly belonged.
And he'd found so much more than he'd ever dreamed possible. Because here he'd found someone whose secrets he shared, someone from whom he needn't keep hidden. He'd found a friend and a lover, a partner and a playmate. And, to his amazement and joy, against all odds, John Sheppard had found happiness.
Author: Sandy (sp23)
Pairing: John/Rodney
Rating: Mild NC-17
Word Count: 455
A/N Written as a comment fic for melagan
Summary: John had come to the realization that he was probably never going to be "happy".
John had come to the realization, when he'd finally admitted to himself that he was never going to be the kind of husband Nancy wanted, was never going to love her the way she deserved, that he was probably never going to be 'happy'.
Sure, John had known moments of happiness over the years. Flying a new aircraft, for instance. Nothing had made John happier than flying. Hell, flying the puddle jumpers for the first time would have been nearly orgasmic if his mission had been less dire.
But personal happiness? That was something that John had learned to accept as out of his reach. He had too many secrets he couldn't share, too much of himself that he had to keep hidden away. His life was good in many other ways, so he'd convinced himself that he could live without happiness.
~~~*~~~
A warm hand slid down his naked back and over his ass, and he thrust gently into the softly yielding flesh he was resting upon. His moan was barely audible as his cock slipped over sweat-dampened skin, creamy pale and sweet on John's tongue, and he looked down into eyes blue as the summer sky and full of warmth and affection. For him.
Leaning down, John kissed lips surprisingly lush and giving and felt arms tighten around him, holding him close as if afraid he'd pull away. A cock, hard and thick, pushed up into his stomach, and John felt the sticky trail of precome as it moved against his belly.
Their bodies began to move in a rhythm, slow and sweet. Their breath mingled as they kissed, tongues tasting, pleasure building, breathing growing harsh, and thoughts slipping away until all that remained was heat and desire and the slickness of sweat and semen.
When it was over, John collapsed onto the solid body beneath him, relaxed and drowsy. He smiled as his lover began to complain about being crushed and, "Oh my God, John, I can't breathe." He slid to the side, his balance precarious on the too narrow bed, but he merely pushed until he'd managed to claim a few precious inches of space. Strong arms wrapped around him holding him close, and he curled his body around Rodney's, content and mellow, comfortable and warm.
So much had changed in John's life since he'd come to Atlantis. He'd found a home, a family, a place he truly belonged.
And he'd found so much more than he'd ever dreamed possible. Because here he'd found someone whose secrets he shared, someone from whom he needn't keep hidden. He'd found a friend and a lover, a partner and a playmate. And, to his amazement and joy, against all odds, John Sheppard had found happiness.