The Quietness
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Stargate: SG-1 › Stargate Atlantis
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Adult ++
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1
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2,002
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1
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Currently Reading:
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The Quietness
The Quietness
It was the quietness that got to him.
The silence that lasted for what seemed like forever once they were finished, the only sound penetrating the stillness between them their harsh breathing as their hearts slowed down to a regular beating.
It was the quietness, then, that got to him.
During their almost always frantic pushing and thrusting and moaning and kissing and groping, there was never any quietness. Only their pleas for more, yes, there, there, god, yes, please, as they tried to bring each other to completion using their bodies and their hands as much as they could. For as long as they could.
It was the quietness that John really relished.
Yes, he could make Rodney a quivering mass of incoherent speech beneath him as he continuously thrusted into him, Rodney splaying his thighs wantonly and he groped for some form of purchase as he clung to the sheets or to John's shoulders; his hips gyrating slowly as his hips bucked up into John's thrusts.
It was in the quietness that John understood the depth of their connection.
No amount of saying 'I love you' could ever convey such a meaning. The quietness they shared, gasping for breath and holding onto one another spoke to each other of trust and faith and love.
Even when Rodney was on top, fucking John to within an inch of his life, thrusting brutally into John's abused hole, their connection was never fully convey as it was during their quiet holding of their tiring bodies as they laid together; either on their sides or with one sprawled on top of the other as they drifted to sleep.
When John was on his knees for Rodney, his ass in the air, or when Rodney was on his knees for John, deep throating his cock as if it would vanish if he stopped, only stopping his sucking after swallowing John's seed down his throat when he to be pulled up and kissed deeply.
It was the quietness afterwards, that got to John. The soft breathing of Rodney's lungs, the gently beating of Rodney's heart underneath his ear as he laid on Rodney's chest that really got to him.