The Secret Lives of Scientists {Revised}
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Adult ++
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Pair Up
Part 4: Pair Up
After breakfast Elizabeth had privately handed out the pairings for the competition. They went as follows:
Rodney McKay(S)-John Sheppard(M)
Carson Beckett(S)-Sergeant Bates(M)
Radek Zelenka(S)-Aiden Ford(M)
Simpson(S)-Peter Grodin(S)
Jamie Markham(M)-Adam Stackhouse(M) – because really, the two of them needed to get together.
There were a few others who weren’t going to be nearly as entertaining. She’d made sure that everyone had a partner they were compatible with and willing to work with. She given them all a chance to change their minds or their…partners but most had requested the people they’d gotten. Well the scientists had at any rate. She had a sneaking suspicion Radek knew it was Ford who’d sent him the secret admirer gift basket. She hinted at it as well. More like pushed it, actually, by refusing to pair Radek up with someone else. Zelenka hadn’t argued, just looked thoughtful. Where Aiden had acquired the stuff to put in that basket was beyond her; only Rodney had coffee grounds and chocolate bars that she knew of and he wasn’t the type to share. Someone that she didn’t know about must have contributed the much cherished items.
John was avoiding Rodney like the plague and Stackhouse and Grodin couldn’t look anyone in the eye, which made watching their conversations very entertaining. Markham kept glancing at Stackhouse even more than usual. Simpson had requested Grodin and Elizabeth had a feeling the two men where in over their heads.
Ford had begun stopping by Zelenka’s lab whenever he had the chance and since he shared a lab with Rodney, it was getting on Rodney’s nerves.
Carson had called Bates’ team in for random checkups for no reason a few times and made Bates go last; it was unnerving the Sergeant though he’d never admit it.
She couldn’t wait to see what happened that night.
LATER THAT NIGHT PETER GRODIN’S PRIVATE QUARTERS
A knock on the door of Peter Grodin’s quarters brought him out of his nervous brooding. He called out ‘come in’ and the door slid open and Simpson walked in…in a small, very small, pink teddy.
Grodin’s jaw dropped as he stared, incoherent words coming out of his mouth. Simpson just laughed and smiled.
“Who?” Grodin managed to get out. Simpson grinned.
“Why you, of course,” he stared at her in shock as she walked closer, leaning in to kiss Grodin.
SAME TIME SARGEANT JAMIE MARKHAM’S PRIVATE QUARTERS
Jamie sighed and threw himself down on his bed. Adam had been avoiding him like he had the Ancient’s plague the whole day and it was starting to hurt. He blinked furiously; he shouldn’t be crying. He should be pissed off! He jumped up and stormed to the door, intent on locating Stackhouse and demanding an answer from him. The door slid open at his command and he barely had a moment to register that Stackhouse was at his door before the other man’s tongue was down his throat and his hands were gripping his ass, guiding him back toward the bed and all he could do was moan.
Callused hands kneaded warm, soft flesh and all Jamie could do was fall into it, moaning and begging as Stackhouse’s fingers slipped in and stretched him, brushing his prostrate and making him scream. His nerves had been frayed to the breaking point, thinking about this all day, and now that it was actually happening it was overwhelming. He whimpered as Adam spread his legs and there was a burning pressure, then a pop, and Jamie squeezed his eyes closed as a mouth closed over his and sucked at his tongue. After a moment Adam pulled out, thrust again and the pain faded into pleasure.
It was all Adam could do not to scream when he slid into Jamie, god it felt too good. The younger man arched under his powerful thrusts and screamed Adam’s name when he came; it made Adam feel like some sort of sex god.
SAME TIME LIEUTENANT AIDEN FORD’S PRIVATE QUARTERS
Ford paced nervously and tried not to stare at Zelenka’s ass and the man bent down to fix his shower. It didn’t help that he was only wearing a towel and had a raging hard on and it really didn’t help that Zelenka’s uniform pulled tight in all the right places. He heard Zelenka muttered something in Czech and walked over.
“Is everything alright?” he asked, surprising Zelenka who jerked up, bumped his head and cursed, backing out from under the shower. “Sorry,” Ford apologized guiltily. Zelenka waved it off.
“Is fine. Your shower is fixed!”
“Ahh, thanks man, I owe you one,” Aiden gave a sigh of relief.
“Anything else?”
“Nope.” Aiden sighed ‘unless your willing to fuck me like I wish you would,’ he thought with another drawn out sigh. He looked up and found Zelenka studying him. “What?”
“You talk out loud,” Zelenka informed him, studying him like the family cat studied the new kitten.
“What? Of course I do, everybody…oh god,” he trailed off as he realized what he meant, he’d said it out loud. Christ he’d said it out loud and Zelenka had heard him, loud and clear. He paled, then nearly fainted as the Czech scientist began taking his jacket and then shirt off.
“What are you doing?” He was pretty sure you didn’t have to do that to fix a shower and hadn’t Zelenka said he was done? Radek looked up at him and cocking his head to the side as he studied him.
“You are secret admirer no?”
Aiden’s jaw dropped. “Um, yes,” he squeaked.
“I am returning interest,” Zelenka tossed his belt onto the pile, then his shoes and socks. Aiden swayed on his feet; this was way too much information at once.
“Zelumpka,” Suddenly Rodney came over Zelenka’s headset and Ford wanted to kiss him.
“Zelenka,” the scientist corrected, not a trace of annoyance in his voice.
“Yeah whatever, what are you doing?”
“I was about to fuck Lieutenant Ford.”
Aiden felt his jaw hit the floor.
“Oh, never mind then I’ll get Kavanaugh. Have fun.” Rodney said cheerfully then disconnected, and Zelenka tossed the headset onto his pile of clothes and turned to Aiden, who was still trying to digest everything that had happened in the past five minutes. He jumped when Zelenka reached out and took his hand but allowed himself to be led to the bed where Zelenka gently pushed him down on his back. Aiden went willingly and leaned up to kiss him. It was long, slow, and sweet and Zelenka’s hands were everywhere, Aiden’s own returning the favor. Zelenka kissed him again, hot and hungry and wet and it left Aiden gasping when the kiss broke off. Zelenka trailed kisses over his sculpted chest and abdomen, pausing to suck on his nipples and dip his tongue in Aiden’s navel, which caused the younger man to arch of the bed with a gasp that turned into a moan halfway through. Zelenka pulled the towel away from Aiden’s waist and before he knew what was happening Zelenka took him in his mouth.
“Uhh..” Aiden gasped as Zelenka sucked and fisted his hands in his hair, thrusting up into the warm, hot mouth, that, wow, that was good. ‘God where the hell did he learn to do that!’ Every coherent thought flew out of Aiden’s head when Zelenka put his tongue to good use, very good use. Suddenly Zelenka hummed and Aiden arched up off the bed crying out ‘Radek’ when he came. He laid back as his orgasm washed over him, Zelenka climbing back up his body to kiss him, sliding his tongue inside Aiden’s mouth. It was incredibly arousing to taste himself in Zelenka’s mouth and Aiden moaned again, which was all he could really do at the moment.
A few minutes later, when he’d finally recovered, he rolled Zelenka over and slid down the scientist’s body, pushing him onto his back and getting rid of his pants. He looked up and met Radek’s eyes as he kissed the tip of his penis before engulfing down to the base. Radek’s low, throaty groan spurred him on and Aiden cupped and massaged his balls as he sucked, deep throating the other man’s cock. He came whispering Aiden’s name and pulled him up for a kiss that seemed to last forever. Aiden rolled over onto his back and Zelenka snuggled next to him, draping an arm over Aiden’s chest and sticking his face in the crook of Ford’s shoulder. Aiden wrapped his own arm around his shoulder.
“So…?” Aiden wasn’t exactly sure where to go from here.
“We sleep now,” Zelenka informed him. Aiden chuckled.
“I know, I was just wondering if this is a one time thing?” He asked quietly as Zelenka snuggled closer.
“No.”
“It’s that simple?” Disbelief.
“Yes.”
“Are you sure?”
“If you ask again I say no,” Zelenka threatened and Aiden shut up, a goofy smile on his face and went to sleep, only to be woken hours later to get fucked through the mattress by a very skilled Czech.
TBC . . . Next time it’s really NC17, Beckett/Bates and Sheppard/McKay
After breakfast Elizabeth had privately handed out the pairings for the competition. They went as follows:
Rodney McKay(S)-John Sheppard(M)
Carson Beckett(S)-Sergeant Bates(M)
Radek Zelenka(S)-Aiden Ford(M)
Simpson(S)-Peter Grodin(S)
Jamie Markham(M)-Adam Stackhouse(M) – because really, the two of them needed to get together.
There were a few others who weren’t going to be nearly as entertaining. She’d made sure that everyone had a partner they were compatible with and willing to work with. She given them all a chance to change their minds or their…partners but most had requested the people they’d gotten. Well the scientists had at any rate. She had a sneaking suspicion Radek knew it was Ford who’d sent him the secret admirer gift basket. She hinted at it as well. More like pushed it, actually, by refusing to pair Radek up with someone else. Zelenka hadn’t argued, just looked thoughtful. Where Aiden had acquired the stuff to put in that basket was beyond her; only Rodney had coffee grounds and chocolate bars that she knew of and he wasn’t the type to share. Someone that she didn’t know about must have contributed the much cherished items.
John was avoiding Rodney like the plague and Stackhouse and Grodin couldn’t look anyone in the eye, which made watching their conversations very entertaining. Markham kept glancing at Stackhouse even more than usual. Simpson had requested Grodin and Elizabeth had a feeling the two men where in over their heads.
Ford had begun stopping by Zelenka’s lab whenever he had the chance and since he shared a lab with Rodney, it was getting on Rodney’s nerves.
Carson had called Bates’ team in for random checkups for no reason a few times and made Bates go last; it was unnerving the Sergeant though he’d never admit it.
She couldn’t wait to see what happened that night.
LATER THAT NIGHT PETER GRODIN’S PRIVATE QUARTERS
A knock on the door of Peter Grodin’s quarters brought him out of his nervous brooding. He called out ‘come in’ and the door slid open and Simpson walked in…in a small, very small, pink teddy.
Grodin’s jaw dropped as he stared, incoherent words coming out of his mouth. Simpson just laughed and smiled.
“Who?” Grodin managed to get out. Simpson grinned.
“Why you, of course,” he stared at her in shock as she walked closer, leaning in to kiss Grodin.
SAME TIME SARGEANT JAMIE MARKHAM’S PRIVATE QUARTERS
Jamie sighed and threw himself down on his bed. Adam had been avoiding him like he had the Ancient’s plague the whole day and it was starting to hurt. He blinked furiously; he shouldn’t be crying. He should be pissed off! He jumped up and stormed to the door, intent on locating Stackhouse and demanding an answer from him. The door slid open at his command and he barely had a moment to register that Stackhouse was at his door before the other man’s tongue was down his throat and his hands were gripping his ass, guiding him back toward the bed and all he could do was moan.
Callused hands kneaded warm, soft flesh and all Jamie could do was fall into it, moaning and begging as Stackhouse’s fingers slipped in and stretched him, brushing his prostrate and making him scream. His nerves had been frayed to the breaking point, thinking about this all day, and now that it was actually happening it was overwhelming. He whimpered as Adam spread his legs and there was a burning pressure, then a pop, and Jamie squeezed his eyes closed as a mouth closed over his and sucked at his tongue. After a moment Adam pulled out, thrust again and the pain faded into pleasure.
It was all Adam could do not to scream when he slid into Jamie, god it felt too good. The younger man arched under his powerful thrusts and screamed Adam’s name when he came; it made Adam feel like some sort of sex god.
SAME TIME LIEUTENANT AIDEN FORD’S PRIVATE QUARTERS
Ford paced nervously and tried not to stare at Zelenka’s ass and the man bent down to fix his shower. It didn’t help that he was only wearing a towel and had a raging hard on and it really didn’t help that Zelenka’s uniform pulled tight in all the right places. He heard Zelenka muttered something in Czech and walked over.
“Is everything alright?” he asked, surprising Zelenka who jerked up, bumped his head and cursed, backing out from under the shower. “Sorry,” Ford apologized guiltily. Zelenka waved it off.
“Is fine. Your shower is fixed!”
“Ahh, thanks man, I owe you one,” Aiden gave a sigh of relief.
“Anything else?”
“Nope.” Aiden sighed ‘unless your willing to fuck me like I wish you would,’ he thought with another drawn out sigh. He looked up and found Zelenka studying him. “What?”
“You talk out loud,” Zelenka informed him, studying him like the family cat studied the new kitten.
“What? Of course I do, everybody…oh god,” he trailed off as he realized what he meant, he’d said it out loud. Christ he’d said it out loud and Zelenka had heard him, loud and clear. He paled, then nearly fainted as the Czech scientist began taking his jacket and then shirt off.
“What are you doing?” He was pretty sure you didn’t have to do that to fix a shower and hadn’t Zelenka said he was done? Radek looked up at him and cocking his head to the side as he studied him.
“You are secret admirer no?”
Aiden’s jaw dropped. “Um, yes,” he squeaked.
“I am returning interest,” Zelenka tossed his belt onto the pile, then his shoes and socks. Aiden swayed on his feet; this was way too much information at once.
“Zelumpka,” Suddenly Rodney came over Zelenka’s headset and Ford wanted to kiss him.
“Zelenka,” the scientist corrected, not a trace of annoyance in his voice.
“Yeah whatever, what are you doing?”
“I was about to fuck Lieutenant Ford.”
Aiden felt his jaw hit the floor.
“Oh, never mind then I’ll get Kavanaugh. Have fun.” Rodney said cheerfully then disconnected, and Zelenka tossed the headset onto his pile of clothes and turned to Aiden, who was still trying to digest everything that had happened in the past five minutes. He jumped when Zelenka reached out and took his hand but allowed himself to be led to the bed where Zelenka gently pushed him down on his back. Aiden went willingly and leaned up to kiss him. It was long, slow, and sweet and Zelenka’s hands were everywhere, Aiden’s own returning the favor. Zelenka kissed him again, hot and hungry and wet and it left Aiden gasping when the kiss broke off. Zelenka trailed kisses over his sculpted chest and abdomen, pausing to suck on his nipples and dip his tongue in Aiden’s navel, which caused the younger man to arch of the bed with a gasp that turned into a moan halfway through. Zelenka pulled the towel away from Aiden’s waist and before he knew what was happening Zelenka took him in his mouth.
“Uhh..” Aiden gasped as Zelenka sucked and fisted his hands in his hair, thrusting up into the warm, hot mouth, that, wow, that was good. ‘God where the hell did he learn to do that!’ Every coherent thought flew out of Aiden’s head when Zelenka put his tongue to good use, very good use. Suddenly Zelenka hummed and Aiden arched up off the bed crying out ‘Radek’ when he came. He laid back as his orgasm washed over him, Zelenka climbing back up his body to kiss him, sliding his tongue inside Aiden’s mouth. It was incredibly arousing to taste himself in Zelenka’s mouth and Aiden moaned again, which was all he could really do at the moment.
A few minutes later, when he’d finally recovered, he rolled Zelenka over and slid down the scientist’s body, pushing him onto his back and getting rid of his pants. He looked up and met Radek’s eyes as he kissed the tip of his penis before engulfing down to the base. Radek’s low, throaty groan spurred him on and Aiden cupped and massaged his balls as he sucked, deep throating the other man’s cock. He came whispering Aiden’s name and pulled him up for a kiss that seemed to last forever. Aiden rolled over onto his back and Zelenka snuggled next to him, draping an arm over Aiden’s chest and sticking his face in the crook of Ford’s shoulder. Aiden wrapped his own arm around his shoulder.
“So…?” Aiden wasn’t exactly sure where to go from here.
“We sleep now,” Zelenka informed him. Aiden chuckled.
“I know, I was just wondering if this is a one time thing?” He asked quietly as Zelenka snuggled closer.
“No.”
“It’s that simple?” Disbelief.
“Yes.”
“Are you sure?”
“If you ask again I say no,” Zelenka threatened and Aiden shut up, a goofy smile on his face and went to sleep, only to be woken hours later to get fucked through the mattress by a very skilled Czech.
TBC . . . Next time it’s really NC17, Beckett/Bates and Sheppard/McKay