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Fic: On the Roof-Day 24 of Sex on the Fly Rated R

On the Roof-Day 24 of Sex on the Fly

Rated: R

Word count: 931

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

Summary: John lay on the blanket with Rodney at his side, and stared up at the stars.


John lay on the blanket with Rodney at his side, and stared up at the stars.

He had his fingers laced behind his head and his elbow was touching Rodney’s, who was lying in the same position.

“I don’t think I’ll ever get used to this,” John said thoughtfully.

“What?” Rodney asked.

“Looking up at the sky and seeing different stars. I’ve been all over the earth and seen the stars from a lot of different countries, but these…” he chuckled. “These are stars in a whole other galaxy.”

“It does kind of blow your mind when you think about it, doesn’t it?”

“Yeah, but we hardly ever get time to think about it. We’re always fighting one enemy or another.”

“It makes times like this more enjoyable.”

“You know,” John said leaning up on one elbow and facing Rodney. “There’s one thing I have never done under these stars.”

Rodney looked at him. “What’s that?” he asked.

John smiled and ran his hand across Rodney’s chest. “I’ve never made love under them.”

“Huh, now that you mention it,” Rodney said after a moment. “Neither have I.”

John shook his head. “That’s a shame,” he said. “We’ve been here for more than five years and neither of us has ever had sex under the stars.”

“Well,” Rodney said, “we’re both under the stars now. No one’s around, seems like the perfect time to remedy that.”

“You know what,” John said and leaned closer to Rodney. “I think you’re right.” He put his hand over Rodney’s shoulder and kissed him. He rolled onto his back pulling Rodney with him, then it was automatic and they began rubbing their hips together.

After a moment, John tore his lips away from Rodney’s. “I don’t want it this way,” he said breathily. “I want you naked, I want you inside me,” he whispered

Rodney growled hungrily, pushed up onto his knees and began unbuttoning his pants.

John sat up and pulled his shirt off, and when Rodney’s hands moved over to his pants, John began unbuttoning Rodney’s shirt.

Rodney finished with John’s pants and John pushed Rodney’s shirt off his shoulders. He leaned forward and sucked a nipple into his mouth. He flicked his tongue over the nub and Rodney clutched at John’s shoulders.

John sucked the nipple as his fingers ran over the other; he pinched the hard flesh and rolled it between his fingers. John pulled back with a smacking sound and looked up at Rodney. “Now, Rodney,” he uttered huskily.

“I um- I don’t have anything,” Rodney said disappointedly.

“I don’t care, fuck me now, Rodney. I need you now.”

Dry fucking was nothing new to John, he’d done it before, but as far as he knew, and from the near horrified look on Rodney’s face, this was his first time.

“It’s okay,” John whispered. “It’ll be alright, I just… I need you inside me, Rodney.”

Rodney swallowed and nodded. “Okay,” he said softly. He leaned forward onto his hands and knees, pushing John back with him.

John spread his legs and Rodney positioned himself between them. He looked up at Rodney and locked his ankles behind Rodney’s hips. Then he felt the head of Rodney’s dick pressing at his dry hole.

Rodney swallowed again and pushed in.

John closed his eyes and hissed and Rodney stopped.

“Keep going,” John grunted. “All the way.”  

Rodney groaned and began pushing forward again. He let out a shaky breath when he was completely inside.

“Do it,” John pleaded. “Fuck me, Rodney.”

Rodney bared his teeth, growled softly and pulled out to the head, then pushed back in smoothly.

John took a deep breath, “Oh yeah,” he moaned, and began rocking his hips against Rodney’s cock.

Rodney bit his bottom lip and grunted again and again as his thrusts sped up.

“Oh fuck, John,” Rodney groaned and blew out a harsh breath.

John clenched his teeth and encouraged Rodney on. He felt the push and pull of Rodney’s dick and the burn of the skin on skin friction. He pulled another breath in through his teeth and grunted it out.

“Mmmm,” he hummed and pushed down on Rodney’s cock.

Rodney groaned and pounded into John with harsh grunts.

John wrapped his arms around Rodney’s shoulders and pressed his fingers into the muscles. The pleasure of the unlubricated friction was driving him wild, the fire was building in his gut and Rodney hadn’t even touched his dick. He closed his eyes and grunted Rodney’s name again and again.
John bared his teeth and growled deeply as he came. He was just coming down from the euphoric high when he felt Rodney stiffen and then he felt Rodney’s come filling him.

“Oh my god, John,” Rodney said as he collapsed onto him, “That was intense.”

Rodney was breathing as hard as John was, and although Rodney was heavy on his lungs making breathing difficult, John was glad that Rodney hadn’t pulled out, he wasn’t ready to be empty.

“Why haven’t we done it that way before?” Rodney asked.

“It’s not something I do often, and I wanted to save it for a time when I needed you but didn’t have the necessary supplies.”

“Does it hurt?”

“It burns a little, the friction.” He took a breath, “kind of like an indian burn, only, not so bad. But it’s never been this good.”

Rodney raised his eyebrows and looked a little smug.

John rolled his eyes and shook his head. “Shut up and kiss me you idiot,” he said.

Rodney smiled and leaned in and followed John’s order.


Tags: fic, mcshep, r, sex on the fly, slash

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