Getting Away With Murder
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Adult ++
Chapters:
3
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3,217
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2
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Getting Away With Murder
Getting Away With Murder
Part I
Rodney stumbled into the mess, making a beeline for the coffee. He chugged his first cup down, grabbed a second cup and went to grab his food.
“Rodney! Hey Rodney, over here!”
Rodney looked up to see John waving him over to the table he was sitting at. Rodney covertly studied him, eyes running over John's tight black t-shirt which revealed well defined abs. Rodney licked his lips, eyes going dark as he thought about what he’d like to do to John.
He walked to the table, placed his tray down and sat down across from John. “Good-morning, Colonel,” he murmured, as he shoveled the first fork full of food into his mouth.
John smirked. “Mornin’ Rodney. So what are you’re plans for today.”
Rodney paused, fork in the air. “Work, work, work, staff meeting, and more work.”
“So the usual then.”
“Mmmmm.”
They continued to eat in silence. Rodney secretly studied John as he ate. Rodney chewed his food mechanically, his mind heading off to one of his favorite fantasies involving John being tied to his bed and a nice, sharp knife. Rodney sighed softly to himself; now was not the time to indulge in such fantasies.
* * *
At exactly at ten o’clock, Rodney strode into the conference room, set up his laptop and sat down. He watched John from behind the screen. His fantasies once again returned to the forefront of his mind. As the meeting progressed, only part of his mind kept track of what was going on, well enough to make a few acerbic comments in response to some of the stupid things said. The rest of his mind was occupied with images of blood dripping from open wounds and John’s face twisted in pleasure and pain. It didn’t really matter to Rodney, either reaction would be good for him.
After the meeting, John slid into the seat next to him and smiled. “You were a million miles away Rodney. Thinking about your latest project?”
“No, just something I’ve been thinking about doing for awhile.”
“Really? Well, whatever it is perhaps you should act upon your desires and do it.” John slouched down into his chair. “Then you wouldn’t have to think about it in the middle of a meeting.”
Rodney regarded John through lowered eyelids and smiled. “Perhaps I should.”
He got up and packed up his laptop, eyeing John every now and then. He wondered if John would be so chummy if he knew exactly what he want to do to him.
* * *
Rodney studied the readouts he was getting from the latest Ancient device he was working on. He tapped his finger impatiently on the monitor, a frown marring his forehead. “Great, another dud,” he sighed in frustration. “Another piece of potentially great technology that could possibly help the expedition and Earth and it is completely and utterly useless.”
Rodney looked up in irritation as the door to the lab swished open and John sauntered in. Sex oozed from his pores as he strolled over to Rodney’s station. “What do you want Colonel?”
“Just came down to see how you’re doing Rodney,” John replied, leaning against Rodney’s desk.
“Yes, well I’m working. Go away!”
John just smirked at him. It was obvious he had no intention of going away. Rodney glared at him for a moment and then continued to analyze the Ancient device. Maybe he’d figure out how to recharge its battery. John leaned over his shoulder and proceeded to ask him annoying questions. He wouldn't leave him alone no matter how much he glared and ignoring him when he demanded that John to leave him alone.
Finally, John left him alone to go pester someone else. If he had his way, he’d punish John for his actions. His eyes glazed over as he thought about how he’d like to punish John.
John’s body glistened with sweat as fought against the ropes binding him to Rodney’s bed. His hazel eyes were fogged over with pleasure and pain as Rodney slowly cut him, thin rivulets of blood streaking his body. “You’ve been a very bad boy today, John. Bothering me in the lab like that deserves punishment. You do deserve to be punished, don’t you?”
Rodney snapped out of his fantasy when he heard Miko giggle. He looked over and his eyes narrowed into angry slits as he observed John flirting with her. He hissed softly; John definitely deserved to be punished.
* * *
Rodney entered his quarters with a sigh of relief. It had been a long, annoying day. For two hours, John had pestered him and his staff before finally leaving. He walked into his bathroom, stripping his clothes off along the way. He stepped into the shower enclosure, the water coming on at the perfect temperature. He closed his eyes, bracing one broad hand against the wall. The other began to stroke his cock to the image that played behind his eyelids.
Hazel eyes that were filled with pain gazed up at him. Every now and then soft whimpers escaped from bruised and bloody lips. He lightly ran the tip of his knife down John’s left pectoral, just edging his nipple, leaving little beads of blood in its wake. He leaned down and his tongue followed the path his blade made, licking up every trace of blood. He sat back and appreciatively eyed the sight before him.
John lay spread eagled, bound down with leather ties. A dark smile slid across Rodney’s face, John looked so good covered in sweat, blood, and semen. He slid his fingers across John’s chest, creating intriguing patterns. He brought his fingers to his mouth, tasting John and moaned softly. His toy tasted as perfect as he looked. He draped himself over John, grabbing a handful of messy dark hair, yanking his head up and whispered in his ear. “Now let this be a lesson, John. Don’t ever tease me like that again or you’ll be punished once more.”
Rodney came, shouting John's name so loudly it echoed in the small enclosure. He smiled dreamily to himself, feeling very relaxed. “One day. One day I’ll have him exactly like that. He’ll be mine!”
He opened his eyes and quickly finished his shower. He turned to step out and paused as his eyes met hazel ones that were dilated in desire. Rodney smiled nastily at John. “I guess I’ll be fulfilling my fantasies sooner then I thought.”
TBC
Part I
Rodney stumbled into the mess, making a beeline for the coffee. He chugged his first cup down, grabbed a second cup and went to grab his food.
“Rodney! Hey Rodney, over here!”
Rodney looked up to see John waving him over to the table he was sitting at. Rodney covertly studied him, eyes running over John's tight black t-shirt which revealed well defined abs. Rodney licked his lips, eyes going dark as he thought about what he’d like to do to John.
He walked to the table, placed his tray down and sat down across from John. “Good-morning, Colonel,” he murmured, as he shoveled the first fork full of food into his mouth.
John smirked. “Mornin’ Rodney. So what are you’re plans for today.”
Rodney paused, fork in the air. “Work, work, work, staff meeting, and more work.”
“So the usual then.”
“Mmmmm.”
They continued to eat in silence. Rodney secretly studied John as he ate. Rodney chewed his food mechanically, his mind heading off to one of his favorite fantasies involving John being tied to his bed and a nice, sharp knife. Rodney sighed softly to himself; now was not the time to indulge in such fantasies.
* * *
At exactly at ten o’clock, Rodney strode into the conference room, set up his laptop and sat down. He watched John from behind the screen. His fantasies once again returned to the forefront of his mind. As the meeting progressed, only part of his mind kept track of what was going on, well enough to make a few acerbic comments in response to some of the stupid things said. The rest of his mind was occupied with images of blood dripping from open wounds and John’s face twisted in pleasure and pain. It didn’t really matter to Rodney, either reaction would be good for him.
After the meeting, John slid into the seat next to him and smiled. “You were a million miles away Rodney. Thinking about your latest project?”
“No, just something I’ve been thinking about doing for awhile.”
“Really? Well, whatever it is perhaps you should act upon your desires and do it.” John slouched down into his chair. “Then you wouldn’t have to think about it in the middle of a meeting.”
Rodney regarded John through lowered eyelids and smiled. “Perhaps I should.”
He got up and packed up his laptop, eyeing John every now and then. He wondered if John would be so chummy if he knew exactly what he want to do to him.
* * *
Rodney studied the readouts he was getting from the latest Ancient device he was working on. He tapped his finger impatiently on the monitor, a frown marring his forehead. “Great, another dud,” he sighed in frustration. “Another piece of potentially great technology that could possibly help the expedition and Earth and it is completely and utterly useless.”
Rodney looked up in irritation as the door to the lab swished open and John sauntered in. Sex oozed from his pores as he strolled over to Rodney’s station. “What do you want Colonel?”
“Just came down to see how you’re doing Rodney,” John replied, leaning against Rodney’s desk.
“Yes, well I’m working. Go away!”
John just smirked at him. It was obvious he had no intention of going away. Rodney glared at him for a moment and then continued to analyze the Ancient device. Maybe he’d figure out how to recharge its battery. John leaned over his shoulder and proceeded to ask him annoying questions. He wouldn't leave him alone no matter how much he glared and ignoring him when he demanded that John to leave him alone.
Finally, John left him alone to go pester someone else. If he had his way, he’d punish John for his actions. His eyes glazed over as he thought about how he’d like to punish John.
John’s body glistened with sweat as fought against the ropes binding him to Rodney’s bed. His hazel eyes were fogged over with pleasure and pain as Rodney slowly cut him, thin rivulets of blood streaking his body. “You’ve been a very bad boy today, John. Bothering me in the lab like that deserves punishment. You do deserve to be punished, don’t you?”
Rodney snapped out of his fantasy when he heard Miko giggle. He looked over and his eyes narrowed into angry slits as he observed John flirting with her. He hissed softly; John definitely deserved to be punished.
* * *
Rodney entered his quarters with a sigh of relief. It had been a long, annoying day. For two hours, John had pestered him and his staff before finally leaving. He walked into his bathroom, stripping his clothes off along the way. He stepped into the shower enclosure, the water coming on at the perfect temperature. He closed his eyes, bracing one broad hand against the wall. The other began to stroke his cock to the image that played behind his eyelids.
Hazel eyes that were filled with pain gazed up at him. Every now and then soft whimpers escaped from bruised and bloody lips. He lightly ran the tip of his knife down John’s left pectoral, just edging his nipple, leaving little beads of blood in its wake. He leaned down and his tongue followed the path his blade made, licking up every trace of blood. He sat back and appreciatively eyed the sight before him.
John lay spread eagled, bound down with leather ties. A dark smile slid across Rodney’s face, John looked so good covered in sweat, blood, and semen. He slid his fingers across John’s chest, creating intriguing patterns. He brought his fingers to his mouth, tasting John and moaned softly. His toy tasted as perfect as he looked. He draped himself over John, grabbing a handful of messy dark hair, yanking his head up and whispered in his ear. “Now let this be a lesson, John. Don’t ever tease me like that again or you’ll be punished once more.”
Rodney came, shouting John's name so loudly it echoed in the small enclosure. He smiled dreamily to himself, feeling very relaxed. “One day. One day I’ll have him exactly like that. He’ll be mine!”
He opened his eyes and quickly finished his shower. He turned to step out and paused as his eyes met hazel ones that were dilated in desire. Rodney smiled nastily at John. “I guess I’ll be fulfilling my fantasies sooner then I thought.”
TBC