The Secret Lives of Scientists

Part 5: Beware of doctors and scientists!

Bates frowned at Beckett as the man chatted with one of his nurses. The good doctor had called his team in for checks up for no apparent reason and had insisted he stay for a quick blood test, that wasn’t turning out to be so quick, as the doctor was doing everything but the blood test. Bates frowned as another nurse came up and asked Beckett to look at something. If he didn’t know better he’d say it was a conspiracy. Finally, an hour later Beckett came back.

“Well?”

“Ye be in perfect health, Sergeant Bates,” Beckett announced cheerfully, handing him the readout. Bates nodded, he wasn’t a doctor, he couldn’t read it, why the hell was Beckett giving it to him. When he looked up he found Beckett staring at
him and to his shock blatantly at his crotch.

“Ah, Doctor?” Beckett’s head snapped up.

“Yes?”

“You’re staring at my crotch.”

“Ah, ye saw that did you?” Bates nearly fell of the exam table.

“Yes, I did.” Every ounce of control he’d ever learned went into that sentence.

“Does it bother ye?” Bates blinked.

“What?” Bates blinked.

“Does it bother ye?”

“Uh, I don’t know, kind of.”

“Oh, okay, I’ll stop.” Bates’s mind was working over time to keep up with the situation and was it just him or did Beckett just sound upset about not being able to stare at him. “You can get dressed now; I’ll get you an ice pack for your head.” Beckett closed the curtain and disappeared. He reached up and felt the bump on his forehead, which unknown to Beckett was actually his fault. You don’t walk around Atlantis half naked and wet at 4 in the morning after a shower, smelling like oranges or just walk up the head of security and ask if he wants to have coffee with you at said time and in said condition. He grabbed his cloths and started changing. “Sergeant?” Beckett knocked a few moments later.

“Come on in,” he responded bending over to pull on his other boot and lace it up. When he straightened and turned around it was to find Beckett holding an ice pack looking occupied by his ass.

“Doctor?” Beckett’s head snapped up.

“Oh, sorry.” He handed him the ice pack and stepped forward to check the bump. Bates could feel the heat radiating off the Scottish doctor. “Well, looks like you’ll be fine. Should go wa-“ Bates sighed, gave up, grabbed the doctor, and kissed him, hard.

Carson stumbled back a bit when Bates suddenly grabbed him and kissed him, hard. He blinked for a minute, then, assured it was really happening and not one of his many fantasies, responded and kissed him back. Before he knew what had happened Bates had him bent backwards over the edge of the waist high exam table and his shirt was gone and sparks of pleasure where shooting through his body. He groaned when a hot mouth covered a nipple and ran his hands over Bates’s back, fingers digging in when Bates nipped him. When Bates made to moved down, Carson pulled him back up for a passionate kiss.

“Inside me.” He murmured between kisses and Bates nodded between kisses, reaching down and fumbling with his pants Beckett groaned and reached down taking over as Bates reached for a jar of medical jelly. “That’ll work.” Beckett gasped breathlessly when the marine held it up, and then whimpered when Bates slid two fingers inside him, he moaned as he moved against them, hands gripping Bates’s arms.

Bates groaned as he watched the Scottish doctor fuck himself on his fingers he barely had to move them. He pulled Carson’s pants off, the answering moan going straight to his own cock, and dropped his own down to his ankles. Carson whimpered when he pulled his fingers out.

“Ready?” Bates managed to gasp out and all Carson could do was nod as his cock slowly slid inside him. Carson arched up off the bed as Bates slid in all the way and stopped. “Okay?” it’s the only word Bates can manage as the feeling of being buried in Beckett’s body overwhelms his senses. “Fuck!” he breaths in Beckett’s ear and Carson pulls him down for a hot, wet kiss.

“Move! Please!” Beckett begged and Bates slowly started moving, small thrusts in
and out. “Faster.” But Bates doesn’t listen, he continued at the same pace, driving the Scottish doctor crazy, kissing Carson to silence his moans and begs to go faster and harder. God he wasn’t going to last, it felt too good. Beckett reached up and grabbed on of his hands bringing it to his cock, Bates got the hint, intertwined their fingers and began stroking in time with his thrusts. White hot spikes of pleasure shooting through his body. He swallowed Carson’s moan as he came, spraying semen over both their stomachs. Beckett kissed him, with a hell of a lot of tongue, as he continues thrusting and clenches his inner muscles, squeezing him. He comes with a moan swallowed by Beckett and lays, exhausted of top of the doctor for a moment, Beckett stroking his back.

“You okay?” Beckett asked after regaining his breath. Bates looked up at him in amazement. “What? It’s a logical question!” Bates raised an eyebrow and slid off him, testing his legs before pulling the doctor up.

“Dr. no one is not okay after a round like that.” Bates assures him, fixing his pants. Carson pouts.

“Blood possible,” he mutters under his breath fixing his own cloths. Bates raises an eyebrow and walks over to him, planting a gentle kiss on his lips. When he pulls away Beckett’s eyes are wide and his swollen mouth slightly open.

“Uh, um so we be doing this again?” the hopeful look in his eyes makes Bates
smile.

“When ever you need another blood test doctor let me know.”
Rodney didn’t look up as he heard the door to his lab swish open. “Unless you’re here to help go away!”

“Gee, McKay what’s your problem?” its Sheppard, he recognizes his voice.

“Half my scientists are gone, that’s the problem!”

“Where’s Radek?” Sheppard asked, knowing full well Radek was the only other scientist Rodney considered anywhere near competent.

“Off fucking Lt. ford!” Rodney returned scathingly. He raised an eyebrow when Sheppard went redder then a tomato. “Major, are you alright?”

“F-fine! Why?” he wheezed. Rodney arch an eyebrow.

“Well, your bright red for one and stuttering, gee you must be fine!” He snapped
sarcastically.

“Uh…” Rodney studied him with a frown that turned into a slightly evil grin.

“Major…”

“Yes?” Sheppard squeaked.

“Radek and Ford, do you want to see?”

“WHAT!”

“You can access the security videos fro-“

“No!”

“That’s funny, cause there are certain parts of your body that seem to disagree.” Rodney gave a meaningful look at Sheppard’s erection, causing the air force major to blush even redder.

“It’s not that! I have a meeting.” He turned quickly and made it half way to the door before he felt McKay’s arms around his waist. “Mc-McKay?”

“You know what major? I think I was right about your feelings.”

“My...feelings…for what?” Sheppard gasped out.

“Me.” McKay said simply and started kissing, sucking, and nipping his neck all at
once, Sheppard moaned and felt his knees buckle.

“What feelings?” he whimpered when Rodney sucked on his earlobe.

“You know, I don’t think it was the thought of Ford and Radek fucking that got you hard, I think it was the thought of us doing that. Or more precisely me fucking you through the wall.” Sheppard moaned and Rodney went to work on
Sheppard’s pants, maneuvering him closer to the door.

“McKay?” he panicked.

“Rodney.”

“Rod-ney!”

“Just lean against the door, its locked.” Rodney whispered sliding one hand into Sheppard’s boxers and wrapping it around his erection and the other up his shirt to play with his nipples. Sheppard leaned forward on shacking arms as McKay busied himself with his own pants. He stocked the major with one hand, nipping his shoulder.

“Rodney, this isn’t the bet…?” Rodney paused as he slid two fingers in to the major, who whimpered and spread his legs further.

“No. This…I’ve wanted to do since I first saw you in Antarctica.” He whispered and scissored his fingers, stretching Sheppard who responded with moans and ‘oh fuck’s.

“If you” he panted “had asked moan I would have whimper said YES!” he cried out as Rodney slid his cock inside him. Rodney moved his hands up and placed them on top of the majors as he pulled out and thrust in. Brushing Sheppard prostate each time. Sheppard’s head fell back and his rested his forehead against it.

“Major..” he groaned.

“John.” John exhaled which turned into a moan halfway through.

“John.” Rodney nipped his neck, John was going to have a hicky tomorrow.
Rodney sped up his thrusts.

“Faster!...Harder…!” John begged, Rodney complied and slammed into the major, pressing his cock against the door and causing John to scream. Thank god the wall in Atlantis were sound proof. Rodney groaned, he was so close! He moved one the major’s hands, guiding it down to his cock and wrapping both their fingers around it.

“Watch.” He whispered in John’s ear. He looked down at their entwined hands and almost came right there, feeling blinding white hot sparks of pleasure coursing through his body. Rodney pulled out and thrust back in hard and they both came, crying out one another’s name.

Elizabeth and Teyla walked into the mess hall the next morning to see a rather happy crowd. She smiled, she’d given everyone who’d entered the competition the day off. Since the competition Simpson, Grodin, and Stackhouse had been practically inseparable, Bates and Beckett were sitting together, very close together, when before they hadn’t been able to stand one another, threatening each other with guns and such. Sheppard and McKay could barley keep their hands of each other and Ford kept finding strange reasons to visit the lab or drag Zelenka off somewhere, really did he think anyone was going to believe him when he said the TV needed to be fixed, they didn’t even have a TV for gods sake. She cleared her throat to get the rooms attention.

“Alright everyone. According to those who didn’t enter the competition, the winner was, by a lot I’m afraid to say, the scientists.” She grinned as cheers and congratulations erupted. Sheppard just smiled happily.

“You set this up didn’t you major?” one the contestants, a marine accused, grinning while he did.

“That would make sense!” the female scientist next to him agreed.

“Especially the way things worked out!” Someone else chimed in.

“Someone had to!” another voice added. Sheppard sputtered.

“I didn’t set anything up!” he protested and almost immediately everyone turned in sync to McKay, who just sipped his coffee and raised an eyebrow.

“What? It’s not like any of you are upset!”

The End