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Title: pixienymph
Author: llewellynprince
Date: no idea
Email: rachelfischer01@msn.com
Website: none
Link to: none
Series: none
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: McKay/Sheppard
Category: romance, humor
Season: any
Episode: any
Spoilers: none
Warnings: sex
Summary: things you shouldn’t be thinking about during a briefing.
Notes: beta’d by Linda

pixienymph
McShep food porn...?

“Strawberries…” -on Sheppard’s nipples as he sucked-

“Orange juice…” -running down Sheppard’s chest, Sheppard moaning as he licked it off-

“Apples…” -feeding slices to Sheppard with his teeth and tongue-

“Carrots…” -used to tease John’s entrance, pressing hard, but not hard enough to penetrate, Sheppard begging for it-

Rodney glared at Sheppard, who remained oblivious.

“Hot fudge…” -dripped onto Sheppard’s dick, sucked off like a popsicle-

“Bananas…” -trailed down Sheppard’s back, pressed against his hole-

Rodney started grinding his teeth.

“Cherries…” -sucking them like they were balls, teasing Sheppard as he moaned and whimpered-

“Licorice …” -used to tie Sheppard’s wrists above his head, watching him strain against it, his skin glistening and muscles rippling-

“Whipped cream…” –on Sheppard’s nipples and cock, licking it off slowly but not sucking-

“Ice cream…” -poured over Sheppard’s body, cold against hot, sticky against slick, sweet against tangy-

Rodney felt his eye start twitching.

“Candy drops, the kind in the long white paper…” -arranged all over Sheppard’s body in designs, picking each one up with his tongue, careful not to touch skin, Sheppard watching as he did-

“Real sugar…” -Scattered over Sheppard’s fingers, licking every grain off, thoroughly-

“Cheese Whiz…” -in circles up and down Sheppard’s legs, sucking it off, leaving marks where each one had been-

John licked his lips. “Apple pie…” -eaten off Sheppard’s chest-

“Chocolate milk…” -poured into Sheppard’s belly button, sucking it out while Sheppard arched up under him-

“Cucumbers…” -pressed into Sheppard’s entrance like a dildo, cold and hard, brushing over his prostate as he sat back and watched Sheppard beg and scream for it to be harder, faster, begging for him to take him and fuck him-

Rodney took aim and threw his coffee cup at John, nailing him in the head and almost knocking him out of his chair.

“Na-Ow!”

John turned and glared at him.

Elizabeth stared at him in shock. They’d been having a regular meeting about the food supplies and John had started talking about the Earth food he missed and all of a sudden Rodney had thrown a coffee cup across the room and nailed him!

Teyla inched her chair away, Ford tried to hide a laugh, Zelenka sighed, Bates rolled his eyes, and Beckett got up from his chair to check on John’s head.

“What the hell was that for?” John snarled. Rodney glared and John backed off, wondering what the hell he had done to piss the scientist off this time. He hadn’t seen Rodney this angry since, well he couldn’t remember when; his glare could’ve shattered diamonds, or scared the Wraith away for good. “What?” he squeaked, inching behind Beckett, who was inching his way backwards towards the others.

“My cup,” Rodney’s voice was harder then naquadah.

John carefully handed him the cup and jumped back.

Rodney slammed his laptop shut, making everyone jump at least two feet in the air and stood. With every ounce of dignity he had, he picked up the laptop and cup and stormed out of the conference room with his head held high.

“What is wrong with Dr. McKay?” Teyla demanded. Ford sitting next to her, pale, eyes wide, shrugged. Everyone turned to John.

“What?”

“Well, he was obviously angry at you,” Elizabeth stated.

“I didn’t do anything!” John defended himself, they stared at him. “At least I don’t think so….”