Fic: Rise and Shine (McKay/Sheppard, NC-17)
Title: Rise and Shine
Author: fawkesielady_ed
Recipient: darkmoore
Pairing: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Rating: NC:17
Disclaimer: The scaracters in this story do not belong to me. I am not being paid for this.
Author's Notes: Darkmoore wanted a high rated McShep story. This is just that. Hope you enjoy it!
Summary: Rodney comes home late one evening... John's already there.
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Rodney smiled as he walked into the bedroom to find John sprawled completely naked across the bed. He supposed his lover was trying to be sexy, but Rodney had been at the lab much longer than he had originally anticipated and now John was fast asleep.
It was a rare occasion for Rodney to catch John off his guard, and this was too good an opportunity to pass up. There had been so many mornings that he woke up to John's soft kisses or gentle caresses, but he never got to return the favor. That was mostly because John got up at an ungodly hour to run around the city like a child at the playground. This was his chance to give John a sample of the pleasure John always brought him.
He shed his clothes quietly as he made his way toward the bed. Looking down at his naked lover, Rodney tried to think of how best to start. John would probably wake up the moment he was touched, so a kiss was out of the question. The problem was that John would most likely wake up as soon as he felt the bed dip under Rodney's weight. These, Rodney decided right then, were the problems that came with being in love with a light sleeping military commander. He also decided that they were problems he could live with.
Rodney got on the bed as gently as possible and leaned down swipe his tongue up the shaft of John's dick. John jerked a bit and grunted, but he didn't wake up. Rodney took that as his cue to continue. John was soft, but Rodney didn't let that stop him. He lifted John's flaccid cock with soft fingers and slid his lips over the head. Rodney gave a light pull and swirled his tongue under the crown a few times before taking him in a little deeper. He could practically feel the blood rushing beneath his lips as John's cock began to fill inside his mouth.
John moaned breathily and shifted his lips slightly, but gave no other indication that he'd woken up. Once John was still again, Rodney sucked harder, taking John in until his nose was nestled in John's soft curls, something he couldn't do when John was fully hard. He pulled back up to the head as John got harder, his breathing speeding up just a bit.
As Rodney sucked and licked the head of John's dick, he wondered what John was dreaming. He'd started moaning softly and gently tilting his hips. Rodney went down again, sucking hard as he imagined what might be happening in John's mind. John was probably fucking him, buried as deep as possible inside Rodney's ass. He probably had Rodney bent over the desk in John's office, both of them with their pants around their ankles.
As Rodney moved back up John's dick, he imagined himself in John's dream, pressing back against John's thrusts and begging John to fuck him harder. John probably had his fingers pressed into Rodney's hips so hard they'd leave bruises, pulling him back against him, trying to go even deeper inside. John was probably sweating, tiny streams of sweat were pouring down his temples and the back of his neck at the effort he was putting into bringing them both pleasure.
Rodney grunted as he shifted and his erection caught on the rumpled sheet. He sucked harder as he shifted his hips again, seeking more friction. John was writhing now, panting for breath and moaning Rodney's name. Rodney imagined he was doing the same in his dream, but then he felt John's fingers curl into his hair and he knew his lover was awake. Rodney doubled his efforts, bringing one hand between John's legs to massage his balls.
John grunted and lifted his hips. "Jesus, Rodney," he said brokenly and pressed his fingers into Rodney's scalp.
Rodney pulled off with a wet pop and smiled up at John. His hair was sleep mussed and his sleepy eyes were dark with want. "Have a nice nap?" he asked, still moving John's balls gently in his hand.
John's breathing was ragged and his hips were still moving slightly, as if trying to find Rodney's mouth again. "It was nice," John replied after a moment, "but waking up never felt so good."
"Would you like me to continue, or did you have something else in mind?"
"No no, you can finish," John said hurriedly.
He didn't say anything else, simply lowered his head and ran his tongue over the wet slit of John's cock. John moaned and Rodney took him in, sucking his way down the shaft. His hand slid away from John's balls, pressing back a little further until his finger brushed against John's hole.
"Yeah," John groaned and arched his back.
Rodney ran the flat of his tongue along John's vein as he pulled back to the head. He'd done this enough to know just what John liked. He knew how to make it quick and dirty, but he could also drag it out, make John's pleasure last. He took John in again, as deep as he could, and moaned over the hard flesh.
John sighed and clenched down on Rodney's finger when he pushed it in to the first knuckle. "Damn, that feels good," John whispered.
Rodney shifted his hips against the mattress as he wound his fingertip around the tight muscle of John's hole. He wanted so badly to replace the finger with his dick, but he knew he wouldn't even last long enough to get all the way in. So he rubbed off on the mattress as he sucked John down again, once they both got off and rested a bit, the real fun could start.
"Rodney," John gasped. "I want you to fuck me."
Rodney grunted, pulling off John when he felt his balls tighten. He rocked into the bed once more and moaned John's name as he came. Once the shudder had passed, Rodney didn't miss a beat, swallowing John back down. He pulled his hand free and wrapped it around the base of John's cock, jacking him off as he sucked on the head.
"Fuck," John grunted, his hips bucking off the bed. A moment later, Rodney tasted the bitter sweetness of John's come filling his mouth. Swallowing it down, Rodney licked until John was soft again.
"Damn," John panted as Rodney made his way up the bed to lie beside his lover. "What a way to wake up."
"Just thought I'd return the favor," Rodney said and kissed John softly on the mouth. "I never get to do that to you because you're always gone when I wake up."
Rodney flinched at those words, but John just smiled and kissed him again. "Looks like I'm going to have to start sleeping in," he said.
"Not all the time though, I don't want to lose out on those early morning blow jobs either you know."
John chuckled and pulled Rodney in close. He went willingly, resting his head on John's chest, loving the feeling of John's fingers rubbing against his scalp as he petted Rodney's head.
"You won't miss out on anything," John promised.
Rodney took a moment to feel the warmth of love radiating through his body before kissing John's chest and lifting his head to look at him.
"What?" John asked with a smirk.
"What were you dreaming about?" Rodney asked.
John smiled and Rodney could swear he saw a blush creep into those tanned cheeks. "I can't tell you, it was dirty."
"Well of course, but as long as it had me in it, I won't mind."
"Oh you were in it. You, me and the desk in my office."
"I knew it," Rodney said, pointing a finger at John's face. "I knew you had an office kink."
John shook his head, "no, Rodney. I have a you kink."
Now it was Rodney's turn to blush as he lowered his cheek back down to John's chest. "So, what did you have planned for tonight?" he asked.
"After a nap and a shower, in that order, you'll see."
Rodney could practically feel the smirk on John's face, but he decided he could wait. Maybe he did like surprises after all.
FIN
Author: fawkesielady_ed
Recipient: darkmoore
Pairing: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Rating: NC:17
Disclaimer: The scaracters in this story do not belong to me. I am not being paid for this.
Author's Notes: Darkmoore wanted a high rated McShep story. This is just that. Hope you enjoy it!
Summary: Rodney comes home late one evening... John's already there.
---
Rodney smiled as he walked into the bedroom to find John sprawled completely naked across the bed. He supposed his lover was trying to be sexy, but Rodney had been at the lab much longer than he had originally anticipated and now John was fast asleep.
It was a rare occasion for Rodney to catch John off his guard, and this was too good an opportunity to pass up. There had been so many mornings that he woke up to John's soft kisses or gentle caresses, but he never got to return the favor. That was mostly because John got up at an ungodly hour to run around the city like a child at the playground. This was his chance to give John a sample of the pleasure John always brought him.
He shed his clothes quietly as he made his way toward the bed. Looking down at his naked lover, Rodney tried to think of how best to start. John would probably wake up the moment he was touched, so a kiss was out of the question. The problem was that John would most likely wake up as soon as he felt the bed dip under Rodney's weight. These, Rodney decided right then, were the problems that came with being in love with a light sleeping military commander. He also decided that they were problems he could live with.
Rodney got on the bed as gently as possible and leaned down swipe his tongue up the shaft of John's dick. John jerked a bit and grunted, but he didn't wake up. Rodney took that as his cue to continue. John was soft, but Rodney didn't let that stop him. He lifted John's flaccid cock with soft fingers and slid his lips over the head. Rodney gave a light pull and swirled his tongue under the crown a few times before taking him in a little deeper. He could practically feel the blood rushing beneath his lips as John's cock began to fill inside his mouth.
John moaned breathily and shifted his lips slightly, but gave no other indication that he'd woken up. Once John was still again, Rodney sucked harder, taking John in until his nose was nestled in John's soft curls, something he couldn't do when John was fully hard. He pulled back up to the head as John got harder, his breathing speeding up just a bit.
As Rodney sucked and licked the head of John's dick, he wondered what John was dreaming. He'd started moaning softly and gently tilting his hips. Rodney went down again, sucking hard as he imagined what might be happening in John's mind. John was probably fucking him, buried as deep as possible inside Rodney's ass. He probably had Rodney bent over the desk in John's office, both of them with their pants around their ankles.
As Rodney moved back up John's dick, he imagined himself in John's dream, pressing back against John's thrusts and begging John to fuck him harder. John probably had his fingers pressed into Rodney's hips so hard they'd leave bruises, pulling him back against him, trying to go even deeper inside. John was probably sweating, tiny streams of sweat were pouring down his temples and the back of his neck at the effort he was putting into bringing them both pleasure.
Rodney grunted as he shifted and his erection caught on the rumpled sheet. He sucked harder as he shifted his hips again, seeking more friction. John was writhing now, panting for breath and moaning Rodney's name. Rodney imagined he was doing the same in his dream, but then he felt John's fingers curl into his hair and he knew his lover was awake. Rodney doubled his efforts, bringing one hand between John's legs to massage his balls.
John grunted and lifted his hips. "Jesus, Rodney," he said brokenly and pressed his fingers into Rodney's scalp.
Rodney pulled off with a wet pop and smiled up at John. His hair was sleep mussed and his sleepy eyes were dark with want. "Have a nice nap?" he asked, still moving John's balls gently in his hand.
John's breathing was ragged and his hips were still moving slightly, as if trying to find Rodney's mouth again. "It was nice," John replied after a moment, "but waking up never felt so good."
"Would you like me to continue, or did you have something else in mind?"
"No no, you can finish," John said hurriedly.
He didn't say anything else, simply lowered his head and ran his tongue over the wet slit of John's cock. John moaned and Rodney took him in, sucking his way down the shaft. His hand slid away from John's balls, pressing back a little further until his finger brushed against John's hole.
"Yeah," John groaned and arched his back.
Rodney ran the flat of his tongue along John's vein as he pulled back to the head. He'd done this enough to know just what John liked. He knew how to make it quick and dirty, but he could also drag it out, make John's pleasure last. He took John in again, as deep as he could, and moaned over the hard flesh.
John sighed and clenched down on Rodney's finger when he pushed it in to the first knuckle. "Damn, that feels good," John whispered.
Rodney shifted his hips against the mattress as he wound his fingertip around the tight muscle of John's hole. He wanted so badly to replace the finger with his dick, but he knew he wouldn't even last long enough to get all the way in. So he rubbed off on the mattress as he sucked John down again, once they both got off and rested a bit, the real fun could start.
"Rodney," John gasped. "I want you to fuck me."
Rodney grunted, pulling off John when he felt his balls tighten. He rocked into the bed once more and moaned John's name as he came. Once the shudder had passed, Rodney didn't miss a beat, swallowing John back down. He pulled his hand free and wrapped it around the base of John's cock, jacking him off as he sucked on the head.
"Fuck," John grunted, his hips bucking off the bed. A moment later, Rodney tasted the bitter sweetness of John's come filling his mouth. Swallowing it down, Rodney licked until John was soft again.
"Damn," John panted as Rodney made his way up the bed to lie beside his lover. "What a way to wake up."
"Just thought I'd return the favor," Rodney said and kissed John softly on the mouth. "I never get to do that to you because you're always gone when I wake up."
Rodney flinched at those words, but John just smiled and kissed him again. "Looks like I'm going to have to start sleeping in," he said.
"Not all the time though, I don't want to lose out on those early morning blow jobs either you know."
John chuckled and pulled Rodney in close. He went willingly, resting his head on John's chest, loving the feeling of John's fingers rubbing against his scalp as he petted Rodney's head.
"You won't miss out on anything," John promised.
Rodney took a moment to feel the warmth of love radiating through his body before kissing John's chest and lifting his head to look at him.
"What?" John asked with a smirk.
"What were you dreaming about?" Rodney asked.
John smiled and Rodney could swear he saw a blush creep into those tanned cheeks. "I can't tell you, it was dirty."
"Well of course, but as long as it had me in it, I won't mind."
"Oh you were in it. You, me and the desk in my office."
"I knew it," Rodney said, pointing a finger at John's face. "I knew you had an office kink."
John shook his head, "no, Rodney. I have a you kink."
Now it was Rodney's turn to blush as he lowered his cheek back down to John's chest. "So, what did you have planned for tonight?" he asked.
"After a nap and a shower, in that order, you'll see."
Rodney could practically feel the smirk on John's face, but he decided he could wait. Maybe he did like surprises after all.
FIN