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Adult +
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The Night Before
Title: The Night Before
Author: scots_rock
Pairing: Rockett
Summary: Rodney leaves for an expedition, Carson says good-bye.
Rating: R to NC-17
Disclaimer: I wish they were mine. But they are not. This is FICTION!
Feedback: pretty please!
Author's Notes: Enjoy it! Short pr0n!story. Actually PWP. *hehe* 651 words.
Rodney stands on the balcony and stares into the night. Atlantis is covered in darkness. The moon stands high in the sky, millions of stars sparkling down on him. It’s his little ritual. He always does this when he knows that he will go on an expedition the next day. He takes a deep breath. It’s warm and yet he’s freezing, his skin prickles.
“Rodney?”
He turns around the moment he recognizes the beloved Scottish accent.
“I’m fine, don’t worry.”, he answers the unasked question.
“Good. Ah just wondered what ye’re doing out here so late.”
“Oh, nothing special. Watching day turning into night. Lot of astrophysics going on here.”
“Really?” Carson smiles.
“No, not really.” He smiles back. He goes over to the doctor and gives him a quick kiss on the cheek before embracing him. “You’re making it hard for me. Every time.” He rests his head on Carson’s shoulder.
“Ah know. Ah’m sorry. But Ah can’t do anything about it. It’s strange…watching ye vanish in the Gate, hoping and praying that ye will return safely back to meh.”
Rodney listens closely and sighs heavily on the inside. He doesn’t let go of Carson when he looks into his blue eyes. No words need to be spoken from that moment on. His lips brush softly over Carson’s, his hands stroking the doctor’s back. Carson is the first to give up. Rodney’s teasing is unbearable; seconds later their tongues are tangled, trying to claim the mouth of each other. Rodney’s lips wander to Carson’s neck, sucking and gently nibbling the skin there. The Scotsman moans quietly as Rodney’s right hand slips under Carson’s pants, feeling his ass. Their hard erections rub against each other, the tension between the two men heats up even more. Their kisses get wilder, more passionate and longing, desperately seeking nearness and warmth. Rodney finds his way to Carson's entrance and starts massaging it, his fingers circling about the hot spot. Carson’s fingers dig into Rodney’s shirt, trying to rip apart the piece of cloth to finally feel the physicist.
“I am here, Carson. Right here.”
Rodney’s hoarse voice rings in Carson’s ears; his hands are about to get under Rodney’s shirt and at last they feel the soft skin underneath it. A gentle breeze messes with both of their hair, makes their skin prickle, goose bumps spreading over their bodies. Rodney’s other hand reaches the zipper of the physician’s trousers and pulls it down, freeing his painfully hard length. He seizes it and begins to stroke it slowly, up and down, taking his time. Carson’s head lolls back and he gives himself to Rodney. He loves watching Carson, loves that slight blush on his cheeks, the almost closed eyes, the open mouth from which no word comes out, only fast breaths. Rodney smiles and licks Carson’s Adam’s apple. His strokes get faster, he feels Carson thrust into his fist. His finger slides in and out of Carson’s entrance, eager to see the reaction of the other man.
“Don’t…stop…”, are the only words that pass Carson’s lips.
When Carson comes into Rodney’s hand, hard and in several streams, he shakes and shivers, holding on to Rodney. His knees are about to give in; Rodney doesn’t let him fall down. He slings his strong arms around the Scotsman and doesn’t intent to let go.
“I love you. And I will return to you.”, Rodney whispers into the ear of his beloved one.
“Thank ye.”, he gets as an answer and two hands rest on his spine.
The stars still lie in the sky and shine down on the couple. The moon is still up in the sky. It’s still night, still dark, all covered in black. It’s Rodney’s and Carson’s little ritual, every time on the night before Rodney leaves for an expedition Carson comes to say good-bye.
This time, however, it was the other way round.
~~~~~~~~~~~
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Author: scots_rock
Pairing: Rockett
Summary: Rodney leaves for an expedition, Carson says good-bye.
Rating: R to NC-17
Disclaimer: I wish they were mine. But they are not. This is FICTION!
Feedback: pretty please!
Author's Notes: Enjoy it! Short pr0n!story. Actually PWP. *hehe* 651 words.
Rodney stands on the balcony and stares into the night. Atlantis is covered in darkness. The moon stands high in the sky, millions of stars sparkling down on him. It’s his little ritual. He always does this when he knows that he will go on an expedition the next day. He takes a deep breath. It’s warm and yet he’s freezing, his skin prickles.
“Rodney?”
He turns around the moment he recognizes the beloved Scottish accent.
“I’m fine, don’t worry.”, he answers the unasked question.
“Good. Ah just wondered what ye’re doing out here so late.”
“Oh, nothing special. Watching day turning into night. Lot of astrophysics going on here.”
“Really?” Carson smiles.
“No, not really.” He smiles back. He goes over to the doctor and gives him a quick kiss on the cheek before embracing him. “You’re making it hard for me. Every time.” He rests his head on Carson’s shoulder.
“Ah know. Ah’m sorry. But Ah can’t do anything about it. It’s strange…watching ye vanish in the Gate, hoping and praying that ye will return safely back to meh.”
Rodney listens closely and sighs heavily on the inside. He doesn’t let go of Carson when he looks into his blue eyes. No words need to be spoken from that moment on. His lips brush softly over Carson’s, his hands stroking the doctor’s back. Carson is the first to give up. Rodney’s teasing is unbearable; seconds later their tongues are tangled, trying to claim the mouth of each other. Rodney’s lips wander to Carson’s neck, sucking and gently nibbling the skin there. The Scotsman moans quietly as Rodney’s right hand slips under Carson’s pants, feeling his ass. Their hard erections rub against each other, the tension between the two men heats up even more. Their kisses get wilder, more passionate and longing, desperately seeking nearness and warmth. Rodney finds his way to Carson's entrance and starts massaging it, his fingers circling about the hot spot. Carson’s fingers dig into Rodney’s shirt, trying to rip apart the piece of cloth to finally feel the physicist.
“I am here, Carson. Right here.”
Rodney’s hoarse voice rings in Carson’s ears; his hands are about to get under Rodney’s shirt and at last they feel the soft skin underneath it. A gentle breeze messes with both of their hair, makes their skin prickle, goose bumps spreading over their bodies. Rodney’s other hand reaches the zipper of the physician’s trousers and pulls it down, freeing his painfully hard length. He seizes it and begins to stroke it slowly, up and down, taking his time. Carson’s head lolls back and he gives himself to Rodney. He loves watching Carson, loves that slight blush on his cheeks, the almost closed eyes, the open mouth from which no word comes out, only fast breaths. Rodney smiles and licks Carson’s Adam’s apple. His strokes get faster, he feels Carson thrust into his fist. His finger slides in and out of Carson’s entrance, eager to see the reaction of the other man.
“Don’t…stop…”, are the only words that pass Carson’s lips.
When Carson comes into Rodney’s hand, hard and in several streams, he shakes and shivers, holding on to Rodney. His knees are about to give in; Rodney doesn’t let him fall down. He slings his strong arms around the Scotsman and doesn’t intent to let go.
“I love you. And I will return to you.”, Rodney whispers into the ear of his beloved one.
“Thank ye.”, he gets as an answer and two hands rest on his spine.
The stars still lie in the sky and shine down on the couple. The moon is still up in the sky. It’s still night, still dark, all covered in black. It’s Rodney’s and Carson’s little ritual, every time on the night before Rodney leaves for an expedition Carson comes to say good-bye.
This time, however, it was the other way round.
~~~~~~~~~~~
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