FIC: Fuck or Die (Prompt #13)
Title: Fuck or Die (Prompt #13)
Author: Mari (aquaangel)
Character/Pairing: Rodney/Ronon
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Slash.
Word Count: 545
Summary: Captured and given an ultimatum, Rodney and his cell mate have two choices: to fuck or die. Which will they choose?
Beta by: hermioneorourke
Table: wtf27 Table
Fuck or Die (Prompt #13)
"Oh no." Rodney McKay shook his head frantically as he paced back and forth within his cell. "No no no!" He stopped pacing to stare at the other occupant he was sharing his cell with, who was currently leaning calmly against a wall watching him. "Tell me....” he spoke towards him, but he shuddered at the idea of what he was thinking. “No, no, I have to have misheard. Yes, that's right. I just heard wrong." He nodded his head reverently to himself as he continued pacing. "Yup, all a big misunder-"
A growl cut Rodney off from continuing his long tirade. "McKay." The figure glared at him from where he was leaning. "Stop talking or I may have to resort to killing you instead of protecting you."
Rodney stared at Ronon flabbergasted. "What?" He sputtered out. "Did you NOT hear what....what...that THING said?!"
"Yes."
His eyes widen slightly, "And it does NOT bother you in some way?"
Ronon shrugged.
Rodney opened his mouth a bit and closed it, his left eye slightly twitching. "Not even a little?"
No response.
"I'm NOT doing it."
Ronon snorted as he raised a brow at Rodney. "I doubt at this moment, we have any choice McKay."
"But-” He glared at Ronon. "I'm so not doing you-know-what with you!"
"The word is sex, McKay. Sex."
"Not even with a ten foot pole."
"Even if you're going to die because you don't want too?"
Rodney was ready to respond, but he stopped and considered it. "Do we really have too?"
"McKay..." Ronon growled out once more before sighing. He pushed away from the wall and started to head toward Rodney, taking short steps due to the small space they had at the moment. Every time he got near, Rodney took a step backwards; if possible, to get away but it didn’t really work due to the lack of space
Standing inches away from Rodney's face, Ronon narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke out in a seductive tone. "Well, McKay, it's simple. We fuck or die." He slowly moved his face closer to the point where he was just one centimeter away from Rodney's lips. "I would like to stay alive, don't you?"
Rodney eyes were wide open. He stared at Ronon who was too close for his taste and damn was he turning red as a tomato. He nervously started babble, "Uh. Um. You. Um. So. Yeah." But to his luck, it didn’t make any sense. Ronon stare never wavered and Rodney’s mind was a haywire of thoughts, it was even reprimanding him, 'Way to go genius, was that THE best you can say?!’
He bit his lip thinking, ‘But honestly what was he suppose to do here?’ His mind was in turmoil trying to find something that he can say or do, ‘I’m a scientist for crying out loud! They didn't teach this in any of my classes in my university days.’
He swallowed slowly and hard. He felt Ronon hot breath on his face; he could believe Ronon eyes turned darker with arousal as he still kept on staring dangerously at him. 'Damn. Is it illegal to be that sexy?' he asked himself. He swallowed again nervously, "Um, yay for sex?!"
Ronon grin turned feral before leaning in.
Fin
Author: Mari (aquaangel)
Character/Pairing: Rodney/Ronon
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Slash.
Word Count: 545
Summary: Captured and given an ultimatum, Rodney and his cell mate have two choices: to fuck or die. Which will they choose?
Beta by: hermioneorourke
Table: wtf27 Table
Fuck or Die (Prompt #13)
"Oh no." Rodney McKay shook his head frantically as he paced back and forth within his cell. "No no no!" He stopped pacing to stare at the other occupant he was sharing his cell with, who was currently leaning calmly against a wall watching him. "Tell me....” he spoke towards him, but he shuddered at the idea of what he was thinking. “No, no, I have to have misheard. Yes, that's right. I just heard wrong." He nodded his head reverently to himself as he continued pacing. "Yup, all a big misunder-"
A growl cut Rodney off from continuing his long tirade. "McKay." The figure glared at him from where he was leaning. "Stop talking or I may have to resort to killing you instead of protecting you."
Rodney stared at Ronon flabbergasted. "What?" He sputtered out. "Did you NOT hear what....what...that THING said?!"
"Yes."
His eyes widen slightly, "And it does NOT bother you in some way?"
Ronon shrugged.
Rodney opened his mouth a bit and closed it, his left eye slightly twitching. "Not even a little?"
No response.
"I'm NOT doing it."
Ronon snorted as he raised a brow at Rodney. "I doubt at this moment, we have any choice McKay."
"But-” He glared at Ronon. "I'm so not doing you-know-what with you!"
"The word is sex, McKay. Sex."
"Not even with a ten foot pole."
"Even if you're going to die because you don't want too?"
Rodney was ready to respond, but he stopped and considered it. "Do we really have too?"
"McKay..." Ronon growled out once more before sighing. He pushed away from the wall and started to head toward Rodney, taking short steps due to the small space they had at the moment. Every time he got near, Rodney took a step backwards; if possible, to get away but it didn’t really work due to the lack of space
Standing inches away from Rodney's face, Ronon narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke out in a seductive tone. "Well, McKay, it's simple. We fuck or die." He slowly moved his face closer to the point where he was just one centimeter away from Rodney's lips. "I would like to stay alive, don't you?"
Rodney eyes were wide open. He stared at Ronon who was too close for his taste and damn was he turning red as a tomato. He nervously started babble, "Uh. Um. You. Um. So. Yeah." But to his luck, it didn’t make any sense. Ronon stare never wavered and Rodney’s mind was a haywire of thoughts, it was even reprimanding him, 'Way to go genius, was that THE best you can say?!’
He bit his lip thinking, ‘But honestly what was he suppose to do here?’ His mind was in turmoil trying to find something that he can say or do, ‘I’m a scientist for crying out loud! They didn't teach this in any of my classes in my university days.’
He swallowed slowly and hard. He felt Ronon hot breath on his face; he could believe Ronon eyes turned darker with arousal as he still kept on staring dangerously at him. 'Damn. Is it illegal to be that sexy?' he asked himself. He swallowed again nervously, "Um, yay for sex?!"
Ronon grin turned feral before leaning in.
Fin