Atlantis_Jackson (fawkesielady_ed) wrote,

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Fic: Backyard-Day 15 of Sex on the Fly Rated NC-17

Backyard-Day 15 of Sex on the Fly

Rating: NC-17

Word count: 1,124

Disclaimer: They’re not mine; I’m just playing with them.

Summary: He looked at his watch, there was still three hours until Rodney was due home, that would give John plenty of time to get everything ready.

 Sorry for any mistakes!


John walked in the door at 2:30, he hung his keys on the hook beside the door and hung his jacket over the back of the chair. He stared at the mail on the table and tried to remember if he’d left it there from yesterday. He was pretty sure it hadn’t been there when he left that morning, but then he’d been in a hurry and could have looked over it.

He shrugged and sat the box containing the model of the Starship Enterprise, from the original series of course, beside the mail.

Today was his and Rodney’s 6 year anniversary and the model, along with Rodney’s favorite meal, was his gift.

He looked at his watch, there was still three hours until Rodney was due home, that would give John plenty of time to get everything ready.

John walked into the kitchen and his mind went completely blank. Rodney was in a lawn chair in the back yard with his back facing the French doors. He was beside the pool, his hair was wet, he was shirtless and John went instantly hard.

He’d been thinking about Rodney all day and hadn’t expected to see him for a few more hours, seeing him home was a pleasant surprise.

Rodney must have parked in the garage and taken his keys into the bedroom or something because there had been no signs that he was home.

John slid the door open and walked out into the yard.

“Hey,” he said as he reached down to massage Rodney’s shoulders.

Rodney leaned his head back and sighed. “Hey,” he returned. “What are you doing home so early?”

“Well, I came home to cook you a surprise anniversary dinner,” John told him.

“Huh,” Rodney chuckled. “Me too. Thought I had time for a swim and relax a bit first since you’re usually not home until 6. You spoiled my plan,” He mock pouted.

“Sorry, but you spoiled my plan too.” He moved around and sat on Rodney, straddling his legs. “Guess we’ll just have to improvise,” he said as he ran his hands down Rodney’s chest.

Rodney put his hands on John’s hips, the material of his pants was pulled tight making his arousal evident.

“What’d you have in mind?” Rodney asked.

“Hmm,” John hummed. “I’m sure we’ll think of something. He leaned in and kissed Rodney.

It hadn’t been a month since Rodney had the privacy fence installed. John had protested it, saying that he liked felt more comfortable knowing who was around him. But he was happy to have it right now; it meant they wouldn’t have to be bothered with going inside.

John stood up and began stripping.

“What are you doing?” Rodney asked.

John jumped into the pool feet first, he turned around and raised his eyebrows at Rodney. “Improvising,” he said. “Come on.”

Rodney stood up; he peeled the wet trunks off and jumped in the pool with John.

John wrapped his arms around Rodney’s shoulders and attacked Rodney’s mouth. He slid his hands down Rodney’s back and cupped his ass, pulling their hips together.

Rodney moaned and John released him from the kiss. He turned Rodney around, pressed his chest to Rodney’s back and walked them to the side of the pool.

One arm was hooked over Rodney’s shoulder, his palm cupped over one nipple. The other arm was around Rodney’s waist, the fingers of that hand were lightly running over the thin line of hair that led down to Rodney’s pubic area.

Rodney put his hands on the edge of the pool and pressed his ass into John’s cock.

John groaned and pushed forward against Rodney. “You’re good at improvising,” he told Rodney and kissed his neck.

“Mmm,” Rodney hummed and leaned his head to the side to give John better access.

John kissed up Rodney’s neck to his ear; he licked the shell then sucked the lobe between his lips.

Rodney moaned and leaned into John’s mouth. He pushed his hips back and ground against John’s erection.

John pulled his arm from around Rodney’s shoulder and lined the head of his cock up to Rodney’s hole. A growl rumbled deep in his throat as he pushed in.

Rodney repeated the noise and pushed back onto John. He hissed in a breath and grunted it out when John was completely inside, his ass pressed tightly against John’s hips.

John put his hands on Rodney’s hips and began slowly thrusting, using the water as lubrication.

Rodney dropped his head back onto John’s shoulder and looked toward John. John turned his head and softly kissed Rodney’s lips. He started thrusting faster as one hand slid from Rodney’s hip. He reached around and wrapped his fist around Rodney’s dick.

Rodney groaned at the touch and began rocking his hips forward and back.

John’s breathing picked up and he turned away from the kiss. He lowered his mouth to Rodney’s neck instead. He bit the flesh, pulling slightly, then he licked the mark before sucking it hard.

His hand slid up Rodney’s stomach to his chest. He ran his index finger around the nipple in a tight circle before taking it between his finger and thumb and rolling it.

Rodney grunted and arched into the touch, causing him to push back against John’s cock.

John groaned and thrust harder, pumping his fist in time with his hips. He hissed in each breath and sighed them out as he pushed further into Rodney’s body.

“Nnn,” John groaned over the lip he had clenched in his teeth.

Rodney’s hips were rocking faster now, into John’s fist and then onto John’s cock, and John’s thrusts we meeting Rodney’s somewhere in the middle, they’d gone from long smooth thrusts to short rapid bursts forward.

Rodney was grunting with every inward thrust, and John could feel the muscles quivering in every part of Rodney he was touching.

John bit down on his lip as his legs stiffened and he came, still thrusting into Rodney.

Rodney stiffened a second later, grunting John’s name as he followed John into ecstasy.

“Fuck,” Rodney breathed and leaned onto the edge of the pool.

John leaned against Rodney’s back, resting his cheek on the spot between Rodney’s shoulder blades. He was breathing fast and hard, trying to catch his breath.

Rodney wriggled and John straightened. He grunted as he pulled out of Rodney and turned around. Rodney moved to the front of him and wrapped his arms around John’s shoulders.

“Happy anniversary, John,” He said softly and kissed him gently on the lips.

John moaned and pulled Rodney close, deepening the kiss. He reached down and squeezed Rodney’s ass then he pulled his head back, breaking the kiss. He smiled sweetly, “Happy anniversary,” he replied.


Tags: fic, mcshep, nc-17, sex on the fly, slash

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