All I Ask Of You

All I Ask of You

"Rodney." It was softly spoken and gentle.

Rodney jumped, turning around quickly to find John standing behind him, his hands in his pockets, looking at the floor like a duly chastised child.

"John." It was spoken slowly and drawn out, suspicious.

"Rachel talked to me. I'm sorry."

"Um, ok?" Rodney was highly unsure of himself in these kind of situations. He knew that it was good that Rachel finally managed to talk to John, but he wasn't sure how John was taking it or if they were over, or what. He wasn't sure of anything really, since John had waited a few days before coming to him now. John looked up, seeing that Rodney was struggling with the situation and quickly stepped forward, one hand sliding to the back of his neck expertly, as he kissed Rodney.

Rodney kissed back, hesitantly, before pulling back, blushing madly. He looked around his lab and then lightly glared at John who had the grace to look sheepish.

"I am sorry, Rodney. I just... I couldn't understand why you wouldn't tell me something like this. I thought that we, that we had something."

"John, we do! We do having something, something really, really good, but I just. I've always just kept the fact that I'm married quiet because I didn't want people to look at me like I was some crazy person to have come here to another Galaxy instead of staying with Rachel."

"I don't think you're crazy." Rodney rolled his eyes.

"Yes, you don't think I'm crazy, only on a good day. But lets face it. People tend to think that I'm... out there, most of the time." John nodded, reluctantly admitting his agreement. Rodney took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry, too. For not... for not trusting you enough to tell you. I'm sorry. I know that I should have." John's smile was incandescent, making Rodney roll his eyes. "Great, you look like I just told you we have new weapons." John snickered, looking around the lab quickly before stepping as close to Rodney as he could, wrapping his arms around his neck as he pulled him back down for another kiss.

Rodney would never admit to squeaking in surprise, so he just put his hands around John's waist, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss, moaning softly. John pulled back, their two hard cocks rubbing together, creating delicious friction. He rested his forehead against Rodney's.

"Rodney..." he panted softly, "before we do any thing further, I want you to know that I really am sorry that I didn't talk to you sooner or ask questions or whatever. I'm sorry." Rodney nodded, his hands tightening around John's waist, grinding against him.

"Yeah, ok, you're sorry, message received, now can we please, please, please continue what we're doing?" he pleaded softly. John chuckled, a low and dirty sound next to Rodney's ear.

"I thought you made the rule of no sex in your lab?" Rodney glared, stilling his hips and pulling back.

"Well, if you're going to be like that..." John's smile faded and he pulled Rodney back roughly, simultaneously pushing Rodney against the table, their hard cocks finding purchase against one another again.

"I think, Rodney, we should go back to your room. Now." He nodded, almost franticly, as he pushed John away and grabbed his hand, all but dragging him down the deserted hallway to the transporters.

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John pressed Rodney against the wall as soon as they had entered Rodney's quarters. His mouth found Rodney's hungrily as his hands were busy unbuttoning and unzipping the other man's pants. As soon as they were unfastened, he unceremoniously shoved one hand into Rodney's boxers, gripping his hard flesh immediately, his mouth moving down his neck.

Rodney bucked, moaning, "God, John..." He spread his legs, allowing John more room to work. John reluctantly removed his hands and stepped back, his resolve almost braking when Rodney whined low in his throat.

John's movements were quick, pulling his shirt off over his head as he undid his own pants, toeing off his boots and socks before stripping himself bare. Rodney stared at John's hard cock jutting out proudly before his mind focused and he managed to coordinate his own hands, pulling off his own shirt, letting John shove his pants down before kicking them off with his own boots and socks.

They stared at each other for a brief moment before Rodney pushed John, hard, towards the bed. John stumbled at first before getting his bearings and sprawled himself on the bed, his legs splayed wide, invitingly. Rodney's eyes burned with lust as he pouncing on top of John, his mouth latching onto his neck, licking, bitting, kissing. John moaned, his hands gripping Rodney's hips, pulling them down and grinding their erections together.

"God, Rodney, please..." He shifted down, his mouth latching onto one of John's nipples and biting.

"Please what?" he whispered against John's chest.

"I, ah, god-! Please, Rodney, please..." John nearly sobbed. Rodney held himself above John, removing all contact between their bodies, his hands at John's sides.

"Please, what?" John closed his eyes, shuddering. Rodney knew John had a hard time telling him what he wanted most of the time, so he constantly pushed John to try to voice his wants.

"Please... Rodney, please," he took a deep breath, "please, fuck me..." He trailed off, hoping that would be enough. Rodney nearly growled, claiming John's mouth in a fiery kiss, their tongues dueling for dominance.

Rodney pulled back, leaning over to his bedside table to pull open a drawer and grabbed the lube he knew he would find there. He sat back on his haunches, opening the the lube with a soft snick he generously coated his fingers before setting the lube next to Johns hip for easy access.

John, knowing what was needed, planted his feet on the bed next to Rodney's legs, spreading his legs wide open, panting softly as he watched Rodney carefully. His hands twisted the pillow beneath his head, his arms stretched above him. His body gave a soft jerk when he felt Rodney's lubed finger circle his hold gently before pushing in.

He whined, softly, and pushed his hips down on Rodney's finger, begging for more. Rodney obliged within moments as a second finger joined the first; Johns breathing grew ragged as his hips continuously grinded down on Rodney's fingers as they scissored within him. Rodney's eyes were trained on John's opening, watching his fingers move within John's channel. He swallowed thickly, adding a third finger.

"God, damnit, Rodney," John grunted out, "I'm ready. Fuck me." His hips bucked down, his muscles contracting around Rodney's fingers. Rodney seemed satisfied and, after removing his fingers and lathering his nearly painfully hard cock with lube, he positioned himself, one had on John's inner thigh as he pushed in slowly.

"Oh, fuck..." John whimpered. Rodney gasped, his hand gripping John's thigh hard enough to bruise. John's hips were undulating underneath him, his muscles spasming around Rodney as Rodney's hips jutted into action. He pulled back minutely before slamming back into John, causing his back to arch off of the bed in pleasure.

John's hands twisted the pillow so hard his knuckles were turning white as he writhed underneath Rodney. Rodney's hands pushed against John's thighs, opening him up further. John's legs fell to the sides easily as his eyes closed, his body nearly vibrating with pleasure. Rodney's thrust started out long and hard but quickly became short and frantic, his cock rubbing against John's prostate unerringly.

John's hands moved to Rodney's shoulders, his nails digging into the other mans skin as his tight channel spasmed almost painfully around Rodney's cock as his orgasm was ripped through him. Rodney's breathing was harsh and ragged, his hips thrust once, twice, three more times before he slumped over John's sweat covered body as John's still spasming channel milked the last of Rodney's orgasm from him.

"I, god, Rodney..." John panted, making Rodney smile.

"I know, John. I know." John wound his arms around Rodney's neck, pulling him down onto his chest, sighing softly as Rodney's softened member slid from his used body. Rodney rolled to the side, coming to curl into John's side as John moved to curl into him, the two wrapping their arms tightly around each other as they let themselves fall into slumber.