accomplishedTitle: Or Something
Author: Clockstopper
Fandom and Pairing: SGA, John/Rodney
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Writer's Choice
Warnings: Spoilers for 3x03 Irresistible
Notes: This idea popped into my head when
mardia posted her thoughts about last weeks episode and she seemed put off by the whole ending thing. This is my take on it. Summary: Rodney thinks he should be reward in kind for his good deeds.
“Okay, you owe me copious amounts of sex.”
John looks up to see Rodney standing in front of the door. He smiles warmly and picks up some of the clothes on the floor.
“You snuck in… without me noticing. You’re getting better at the stealth thing.”
“Yes, yes, but back to my original point. You know the one where you owe me copious amounts of sex.”
“Yeah… why?” John asks.
“Because I just lied so that you wouldn’t get in trouble with your homophobic military.” Rodney says as he gently puts down his equipment next to the door.
He takes off his jacket and throws it on the ground, ignoring John’s scowl. He flops down onto the bed and puts his hands behind his head.
“You… lied… successfully.”
Rodney sits up slightly and scowls in John’s direction.
“What? It’s a valid question.”
“Yes, I lied successfully. Wasn’t that hard, only now everyone thinks I’m an asshole.” Rodney says.
John frowns at that and walks to the edge of the bed and goes to stand between Rodney’s dangling feet.
“What do you mean everyone thinks you’re an asshole? I mean I’m pretty sure they think that already.” John says trying to make light of the situation.
“You’re not funny.” Rodney says throwing his arm over his eyes.
“Rodney.”
“They think I took some of that potion. Because you told them you were coming in here to clean my room. Little do they know that you’re actually very anal about cleanliness and refuse to even think about spending any time in here for fear that something will come to life and eat you. I figured it would be better not to dissuade them from that notion by telling them the truth. You know for fear that you could get court martial.”
“Elizabeth and Teyla and Ronon and Carson already know.”
“Yes so let’s just around advertising the fact that we fuck like bunnies, in your room because you’re afraid of mine, every night.”
“Rodney.”
“See I thought by now you’d be saying ‘oh that was very thoughtful of you, Rodney, let me reward you with…”
“Copious amounts of sex. Yes, I heard you the first time.”
“Well you had me repeat it, so I figured…”
“You really did something that selfless for me?”
“Well, it wasn’t totally selfless on my part. You get arrested for something and then the whole fucking like bunnies thing goes out the window.”
John smirks at him and drops to his knees, hands going to untie Rodney’s boots and Rodney looks down at him.
“Oh, so we’re getting to the sex part now. Good.”
“Yeah, the sex part. Still… I think it’s really shitty of them to think you would use me like that. I mean they know about us. And I can’t believe they would really think you were that much of an asshole.” John says as he pulls off one of Rodney’s boots and gets started on the next one.
“Yes, yes, they’re bad wrong people. Could we please stop with the talking and get to the sex.”
“Bit impatient.” John says taking off Rodney’s other boot.
He sits up on his knees and starts to unbutton Rodney’s pants.
“I can’t believe they would think that about you. I mean maybe I just wanted to do something nice for you. We are together you know.”
“Yes, yes I’m very aware of that. Still, we’ve been together for little over, oh, two years now and we’ve never once been that nice to each other. Now will you please hurry up with the clothes and fuck me already.” Rodney says as he scrambles to sit up and take off his shirt.
John watches as he takes it off and throws it on the ground somewhere unknown and tries not to wince.
“The romance is dead.” John says as he pulls off Rodney’s pants and boxers.
“The romance never existed.” Rodney says and he pulls John on top of him and mashes his lips against John’s.
And their kissing and John’s not entirely sure when he gave into the whole sex thing. There’s other stuff they have to talk about like why Rodney would cover for him like that, but really when he’s kissing Rodney it really doesn’t matter.
Because they may have been together for a little over two years, but they’ve never talked about anything vitally serious like love, both too perfectly fine to let things stay as they are.
“Naked, now.” Rodney pants and he’s already tugging John’s shirt over his head.
John wants to roll his eyes, but he’s starting to get the whole urgent to be naked thing so he moves back a bit, ignoring Rodney’s whimpers of protest, and unbuttons his pants. He pushes them down while he pushes Rodney up the bed more and he’s so good at that it’s almost a little scary.
And Rodney’s babbling now, things about John being hot and how much he wants John and John really loves this part. Loves watching Rodney as he grabs the lube from the bedside table, still pretty much full because Rodney wasn’t lying about the whole cleanliness thing. Rodney’s eyes go wide as John hurriedly uncaps it and squeezes some on his fingers and he’s panting yes over and over again.
Loves watching Rodney’s eyes glaze totally over when he pushes those fingers into Rodney, quickly stretching because the last time they had sex was in the jumper on the way back from the gate scouting and that was at least two days ago. Way too long in John’s book and apparently for Rodney too.
And when he pushes in and Rodney makes that awesomely hot noise that’s between a moan and a scream, John has to stop for just a second because it’s just a little too much. Because Rodney’s underneath him and that’s always way hotter than it should be, all that smooth skin under his gun callused hands and pretty soon John’s thrusting and fucking like it’s the last thing he’s ever gonna do and wouldn’t that just be the best way to go ever.
John comes, he knows this because he feels boneless and sweaty and worn out. And he knows that Rodney came as well because John collapsed on Rodney and now he’s all sticky. But really, John could care less.
“Thanks, for, you know, lying successfully.” John says.
“Yeah, well, I must love you or something.” Rodney mutters.
John smiles at that because he knows it’s probably the closest he’s going to get to an ‘I love you’ and he’s really okay with that. Probably more than he should be. He rolls over because Rodney will start complaining about his crushing weight and John lays his head on Rodney’s shoulder, legs entangled with Rodney’s.
“When was the last time you cleaned these sheets?” John asks.
“No.”
“No isn’t really an answer, Rodney.”
“No, I am not going to indulge your little obsession with cleanliness after we just had fantastic sex and are about to have some more after a little nap.”
“But it’s…”
“You’re thanking me, remember. For being so thoughtful. The least you can do is sleep on some not so clean sheets for one night.”
John shrugs his shoulder and yawns.
“Fine.”
“Fine?”
“Yeah.”
“Yeah?”
“Is there an echo in here?”
“Well it’s just, generally you’re not okay with things not meeting your comfort level. Come to think of it, I don’t know how you stand going off-world overnight with your pissy attitude. But more to the point, I’ve never seen you just… give up an argument like that.”
“Figure if there’s good sex involved…”
“Fantastic sex.”
“Right, fantastic sex, then I really shouldn’t complain. After all you did let yourself look like an asshole for me.”
“Huh… it’s just… weird that you’d give up an argument like that just because I was considerate.”
“I know, I must love you or something.”
FIN