Fic: Geometry of Desire 5 (NC-17)
Title: The Geometry of Desire 5
Author: SGAtlantisLight
Characters: McKay, Sheppard, Zelenka, Beckett
Relationships: Sheppard/Zelenka/McKay/Beckett
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Smut, foursome
Spoilers: None
Summary: Carson stared at his three lovers in shock, his fork forgotten halfway to his mouth.
John turned to him and gave him a leer. "Eat up, Carson. You're going to need your strength for later..."
Part of the Geometry of Desire series.
Disclaimer: The characters, the setting, etc. are NOT mine, even if I wish they were.
"God, yes," John gasped, hips jerking up. "God, fuck me, Carson. Deeper, deeper, unngg..."
Carson leaned forward and swallowed John's encouragements, needing his new lover to be quiet before he lost it way too soon. He stilled, biting his lip, trying not to think about how hot and slick John was and how he'd gotten that way. He'd never imagined taking a man after watching him being taken by two other men would be quite this... incendiary.
John jerked up against him, hard cock, already sticky with come, pressing into Carson's belly.
Carson hissed. "Hold still a minute, or I'm going to blow."
John smirked and squeezed down on Carson's cock within him.
"Oh, God," Carson groaned, thrusting helplessly.
Beside them, Rodney chuckled, still lying in a boneless heap from his session with John. "He's quite the bastard when he's being all slutty, isn't he?"
"Mmmh!" Radek nodded in agreement, sitting against the headboard watching Carson pound into John. "Hold on just a little longer," he said, his eyes dark. "I'm almost ready."
And that thought almost made Carson lose it.
***
It had been a couple days. Carson would find himself at odd moments suddenly thinking, "Oh, my God, I've had sex with three men at the same time!" and trying to stop from blushing every time he saw John or Rodney or Radek. They gave him his space, at his own request.
Then John was leaning in the doorway to his office, watching him warily. "Hey, Carson, everything okay?"
Carson waved him in. "It's fine, colonel. I'm fine."
The door slid shut behind John, and Carson could hear the lock click into place. John stepped across to him and pulled him to his feet, slipping arms around his waist. "We really enjoyed the other night. We'd love to have you back-- not just for the sex, but just to spend time with you." He lowered his head toward Carson's, eyes asking permission and getting it before he pressed a kiss to Carson's lips.
Carson's eyes dropped closed and he opened his mouth, greedily accepting John's tongue. John's kisses were lazy and sensual, full of knowing smirks and teasing hints at hidden depths. Carson liked them almost as much as Rodney's, which were coffee-flavoured works of art, intense with his concentration. Radek's kisses were rare treasures that Carson had yet to quantify, generous and perfect in their own way. But this kiss... John's kiss...
Shuddering, John pulled back, drawing in a shaky breath. "Got to watch it, or I'll end up just bending you over your desk."
A shiver ran through him at the thought. He was still awed that a man like John Sheppard, who could have almost anyone in Atlantis, who did, in fact, have two beautiful, skilled lovers sharing his bed, wanted him this much, even more awed that those two lovers apparently wanted him just as badly. He smiled shyly. "And why would that be a problem?"
John chuckled, hands sliding down from the small of Carson's back to cup his ass cheeks. "Because I'd like to save my strength for tonight... if you'll come to dinner with us?"
***
"Ah, God!" John cried, thrashing under him. "Need you, Carson... Fuck me deeper... harder... please, please..."
Carson groaned, burying himself deep, pulling out almost all the way and then slamming into John again, making John's eyes roll and his hands clutch with pleasure.
Rodney rolled onto his side and turned John's head to face him, then took John's mouth in a deep, sizzling kiss. Even with Rodney's mouth over his, tongue thrusting into him, John's moans and wordless cries were driving Carson to distraction.
And then Radek was leaning into him, claiming Carson's mouth, so naturally just owning him, possessive, yet giving. Radek pulled back and whispered in his ear, "I'm ready for him now. Take him if you want him."
Freed to lose control, Carson closed his eyes and pounded into John, letting John's cries roll over him, surrendering to the sensation of John surrounding him, taking him, slick with Rodney's and Radek's semen.
"God, yes," Rodney hissed as Carson threw his head back and buried himself deep, throbbing into John.
"Oh, God!" John gasped, bucking under him.
Carson felt John's hand against his belly, moving to wrap around his own cock, but Radek's voice froze the military man. "No, John. No hands."
"God, please, Radek. Please. I'm so close..."
"As soon as Carson is ready to move, milacku, I'll make it worth your wait."
***
"I still don't know what each of you likes," Carson said, stabbing a piece of a red-orange vegetable which tasted vaguely like broccoli.
"Well, we're pretty much all willing to switch," John said. "Though we have preferences."
Carson nodded.
Rodney pointed with his fork. "I was a bit surprised to discover that John really likes to bottom, but then Radek can do things that are probably illegal, even in Canada."
Radek smiled and blushed while John smirked and said, "And we discovered that Rodney's mouth is good for more than insulting everyone within reach. Sometimes it's hard to decide what I want to fuck more."
Radek shuddered. "Yes. He actually seems to like the taste."
Rodney shrugged. "I still don't see what's wrong with the taste. If you want to talk about weird preferences, you should talk about John getting turned on by sloppy seconds."
"Oh, like you don't, watching Radek pound my ass into the mattress and then taking me yourself," John shot back. "Hell, I think if you could get it up again in a short enough window, you'd fuck me again and again."
For some reason, Carson hadn't really expected them to be quite this... open.
"Not my forte, unfortunately," Rodney said. "Though, you know, I'll bet Radek could come around again with another partner in the mix-- he's gotten awfully close before. I'm sure not up to taking it four times up the ass. Last week when you two both did me after I'd been with Carson, I couldn't sit comfortably for two days."
Radek nodded. "But John could do it."
"True," Rodney agreed. "He's just a total slut."
"Hey!" John protested.
"Well, you are! Not that we mind."
Carson stared at his three lovers in shock, his fork forgotten halfway to his mouth.
John turned to him and gave him a leer. "Eat up, Carson. You're going to need your strength for later..."
"Okay, let's see," Rodney said. "Radek would have to go first, of course, to give him more recovery time while Carson and I do John. Say, Carson, do you think you could hold out till third place or would that be too much?"
"You could suck him off now, Rodney," Radek suggested, "so he could last longer in a couple hours."
"Oh, hey, that would work!" Rodney said, setting his napkin down and standing.
Carson gaped.
"That's okay with you, right Carson?" John asked.
Carson couldn't do anything but meep, which Rodney apparently took as assent, pulling Carson's chair back a bit and dropping to his knees. As Rodney's hands opened his fly, Carson felt himself go rock hard. He tore his eyes away long enough to see John and Radek smirking at him. John tossed a bite of fruit into his mouth and chewed while winking at Carson.
And then Carson gasped, banging his head back against the chair, as Rodney's mouth enveloped him in a delicious heat.
***
Rodney pulled him into his arms, settling him back against him as he leaned against the headboard, ready to watch the final show.
"Turn over," Radek said.
John did as ordered, mouth open and panting already.
Radek ghosted a hand over John's ass, murmuring, "So beautiful."
John whimpered. "Please, Radek."
"No talking, John. Understood?"
John's eyes were intensely green, the pupils large and dark, as he looked back at Radek, his first lover. He swallowed hard and nodded.
"Head down and ass in the air," Radek ordered. "This may take some time, since I've already come once and you're so slick, but I'm going to take you hard anyway."
John gasped and dropped his upper body to the bed, arms wrapping around the pillow he laid his head on, turning so that Rodney and Radek could see his face.
Radek took another moment to run hands along John's thighs, ass, and back, causing John to whimper, leaning into the touch. Then he grasped his erection and slid into his lover in one long stroke.
"G--" John gasped.
Radek's hand smacked across his lover's ass. "No talking," he said, then pulled out and pushed in hard.
John nodded, then closed his eyes, mouth open to draw in shuddering breaths.
Radek was true to his word, setting a bruising pace, apparently unconcerned with John's comfort or pleasure. But John's wordless gasps and moans indicated otherwise.
"God!" Rodney gasped in Carson's ear and Carson could feel Rodney's cock stirring to life against him. Rodney lowered his head, still watching John's pleasure-slacked face, and ran his tongue down Carson's neck. Carson shivered and tilted his head to give Rodney better access.
Carson looked down to see one of John's hands clasping and unclasping near him. He reached down and took it. John's eyes fluttered open, hazy and unfocused and smiled weakly at him, then his face went slack again as Radek pushed into him again.
Rodney's mouth closed over Carson's jugular and Carson had a momentary vision of Rodney as a vampire as he closed his eyes and let Rodney mark him, knowing tomorrow there would be raised eyebrows in the infirmary at the sight of it.
He lost himself in the sensations-- Rodney's mouth sucking, biting and licking; John's hand in his clasping and unclasping in rhythm to ragged gasps; the bed shuddering in time to Radek's thrusts; the growing hardness pressed into him from behind; Radek's voice, a whisper at first, slowly filling the room with desperate consonants interspersed with the name "John" said in awed tones.
Carson opened his eyes to take in the sight of the long, lean form of John, like some erotic painting from doomed Pompeii, giving himself fully to the wild-haired Radek behind him. "Rodney, love," Carson whispered, "move over a wee bit. There."
He shifted to the side, exposing Rodney's erection, and pulled John's hand forward, wrapping the tanned fingers around the still-sticky cock and then wrapping his hand around John's, taking up Radek's rhythm while he claimed Rodney's mouth, swallowing the moan.
"Oh! Boze!" Radek exclaimed and Carson turned to look at him, seeing the Czech watching them in startled lust before he surged forward one last time and dropped his head, throbbing into John.
"Oh, God!" Rodney gasped. "So close..."
John let out a strangled cry as Radek pulled out and thrust three fingers into him in place of his cock. Carson couldn't see what exactly Radek was doing, but when John's fist tightened and his eyes rolled back in his head it was fairly obvious it was intensely pleasurable and then John's semen was splattering over the sheets beneath him and Rodney's mouth was closing over Carson's again as hot semen spilled over Carson's and John's hands.
As they curled together afterward, sticky, sweaty, and rank with sex, Carson looked at John, pumped full of all three of his lover's semen and splattered with even more. Carson's mind was still reeling at what he had seen and done.
John grinned at him. "So, are we still okay?"
"Oh, aye," Carson answered, relaxing against Rodney's warmth. "But I'm still not sure ye want me for anything more than just the sex."
John chuckled. "It's just so damned hard not to want to fuck the blush off your face."
"I like his blush," Radek said sleepily.
Rodney hummed appreciatively behind him. "I like this right here," he said, pulling Carson closer.
John wriggled closer. "Yeah, I never thought I'd say this, but the bed kind of feels empty with only three."
Carson smiled and closed his eyes, thinking how surprised he was to agree. He'd had lovers before, and it had always felt awkward curling up with them, but this warm pile of arms and legs and bodies felt strangely natural.
Radek nudged Rodney. "Ask him."
"Ask me what?" Carson asked, turning to look at Rodney as the man sat up behind him.
"Carson, we'd like you to move in with us. Would you... would you be interested?"
Carson stared at him stunned, then turned to look at John, smiling smugly, and Radek, sleepily stroking John's side. He didn't know what to think, but his mouth answered for his heart anyway. "God, yes!"
Rodney leaned over and kissed him. "Good. And just to prove it's not just about sex, tomorrow is movie night. No sex."
"All right," Carson answered as Rodney lay back down and snuggled against him.
"Well, not very much sex, at least," John said.
Radek smacked him, giggling.
"Asshole!" Rodney said, voice full of affection.
"Yeah, but you love me anyway," John said.
"Oh, aye, that we do," Carson answered.
Rodney smiled against his back and then kissed him between the shoulder blades.
And Carson drifted off to sleep, warm and sated and loved.
Author: SGAtlantisLight
Characters: McKay, Sheppard, Zelenka, Beckett
Relationships: Sheppard/Zelenka/McKay/Beckett
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Smut, foursome
Spoilers: None
Summary: Carson stared at his three lovers in shock, his fork forgotten halfway to his mouth.
John turned to him and gave him a leer. "Eat up, Carson. You're going to need your strength for later..."
Part of the Geometry of Desire series.
Disclaimer: The characters, the setting, etc. are NOT mine, even if I wish they were.
"God, yes," John gasped, hips jerking up. "God, fuck me, Carson. Deeper, deeper, unngg..."
Carson leaned forward and swallowed John's encouragements, needing his new lover to be quiet before he lost it way too soon. He stilled, biting his lip, trying not to think about how hot and slick John was and how he'd gotten that way. He'd never imagined taking a man after watching him being taken by two other men would be quite this... incendiary.
John jerked up against him, hard cock, already sticky with come, pressing into Carson's belly.
Carson hissed. "Hold still a minute, or I'm going to blow."
John smirked and squeezed down on Carson's cock within him.
"Oh, God," Carson groaned, thrusting helplessly.
Beside them, Rodney chuckled, still lying in a boneless heap from his session with John. "He's quite the bastard when he's being all slutty, isn't he?"
"Mmmh!" Radek nodded in agreement, sitting against the headboard watching Carson pound into John. "Hold on just a little longer," he said, his eyes dark. "I'm almost ready."
And that thought almost made Carson lose it.
***
It had been a couple days. Carson would find himself at odd moments suddenly thinking, "Oh, my God, I've had sex with three men at the same time!" and trying to stop from blushing every time he saw John or Rodney or Radek. They gave him his space, at his own request.
Then John was leaning in the doorway to his office, watching him warily. "Hey, Carson, everything okay?"
Carson waved him in. "It's fine, colonel. I'm fine."
The door slid shut behind John, and Carson could hear the lock click into place. John stepped across to him and pulled him to his feet, slipping arms around his waist. "We really enjoyed the other night. We'd love to have you back-- not just for the sex, but just to spend time with you." He lowered his head toward Carson's, eyes asking permission and getting it before he pressed a kiss to Carson's lips.
Carson's eyes dropped closed and he opened his mouth, greedily accepting John's tongue. John's kisses were lazy and sensual, full of knowing smirks and teasing hints at hidden depths. Carson liked them almost as much as Rodney's, which were coffee-flavoured works of art, intense with his concentration. Radek's kisses were rare treasures that Carson had yet to quantify, generous and perfect in their own way. But this kiss... John's kiss...
Shuddering, John pulled back, drawing in a shaky breath. "Got to watch it, or I'll end up just bending you over your desk."
A shiver ran through him at the thought. He was still awed that a man like John Sheppard, who could have almost anyone in Atlantis, who did, in fact, have two beautiful, skilled lovers sharing his bed, wanted him this much, even more awed that those two lovers apparently wanted him just as badly. He smiled shyly. "And why would that be a problem?"
John chuckled, hands sliding down from the small of Carson's back to cup his ass cheeks. "Because I'd like to save my strength for tonight... if you'll come to dinner with us?"
***
"Ah, God!" John cried, thrashing under him. "Need you, Carson... Fuck me deeper... harder... please, please..."
Carson groaned, burying himself deep, pulling out almost all the way and then slamming into John again, making John's eyes roll and his hands clutch with pleasure.
Rodney rolled onto his side and turned John's head to face him, then took John's mouth in a deep, sizzling kiss. Even with Rodney's mouth over his, tongue thrusting into him, John's moans and wordless cries were driving Carson to distraction.
And then Radek was leaning into him, claiming Carson's mouth, so naturally just owning him, possessive, yet giving. Radek pulled back and whispered in his ear, "I'm ready for him now. Take him if you want him."
Freed to lose control, Carson closed his eyes and pounded into John, letting John's cries roll over him, surrendering to the sensation of John surrounding him, taking him, slick with Rodney's and Radek's semen.
"God, yes," Rodney hissed as Carson threw his head back and buried himself deep, throbbing into John.
"Oh, God!" John gasped, bucking under him.
Carson felt John's hand against his belly, moving to wrap around his own cock, but Radek's voice froze the military man. "No, John. No hands."
"God, please, Radek. Please. I'm so close..."
"As soon as Carson is ready to move, milacku, I'll make it worth your wait."
***
"I still don't know what each of you likes," Carson said, stabbing a piece of a red-orange vegetable which tasted vaguely like broccoli.
"Well, we're pretty much all willing to switch," John said. "Though we have preferences."
Carson nodded.
Rodney pointed with his fork. "I was a bit surprised to discover that John really likes to bottom, but then Radek can do things that are probably illegal, even in Canada."
Radek smiled and blushed while John smirked and said, "And we discovered that Rodney's mouth is good for more than insulting everyone within reach. Sometimes it's hard to decide what I want to fuck more."
Radek shuddered. "Yes. He actually seems to like the taste."
Rodney shrugged. "I still don't see what's wrong with the taste. If you want to talk about weird preferences, you should talk about John getting turned on by sloppy seconds."
"Oh, like you don't, watching Radek pound my ass into the mattress and then taking me yourself," John shot back. "Hell, I think if you could get it up again in a short enough window, you'd fuck me again and again."
For some reason, Carson hadn't really expected them to be quite this... open.
"Not my forte, unfortunately," Rodney said. "Though, you know, I'll bet Radek could come around again with another partner in the mix-- he's gotten awfully close before. I'm sure not up to taking it four times up the ass. Last week when you two both did me after I'd been with Carson, I couldn't sit comfortably for two days."
Radek nodded. "But John could do it."
"True," Rodney agreed. "He's just a total slut."
"Hey!" John protested.
"Well, you are! Not that we mind."
Carson stared at his three lovers in shock, his fork forgotten halfway to his mouth.
John turned to him and gave him a leer. "Eat up, Carson. You're going to need your strength for later..."
"Okay, let's see," Rodney said. "Radek would have to go first, of course, to give him more recovery time while Carson and I do John. Say, Carson, do you think you could hold out till third place or would that be too much?"
"You could suck him off now, Rodney," Radek suggested, "so he could last longer in a couple hours."
"Oh, hey, that would work!" Rodney said, setting his napkin down and standing.
Carson gaped.
"That's okay with you, right Carson?" John asked.
Carson couldn't do anything but meep, which Rodney apparently took as assent, pulling Carson's chair back a bit and dropping to his knees. As Rodney's hands opened his fly, Carson felt himself go rock hard. He tore his eyes away long enough to see John and Radek smirking at him. John tossed a bite of fruit into his mouth and chewed while winking at Carson.
And then Carson gasped, banging his head back against the chair, as Rodney's mouth enveloped him in a delicious heat.
***
Rodney pulled him into his arms, settling him back against him as he leaned against the headboard, ready to watch the final show.
"Turn over," Radek said.
John did as ordered, mouth open and panting already.
Radek ghosted a hand over John's ass, murmuring, "So beautiful."
John whimpered. "Please, Radek."
"No talking, John. Understood?"
John's eyes were intensely green, the pupils large and dark, as he looked back at Radek, his first lover. He swallowed hard and nodded.
"Head down and ass in the air," Radek ordered. "This may take some time, since I've already come once and you're so slick, but I'm going to take you hard anyway."
John gasped and dropped his upper body to the bed, arms wrapping around the pillow he laid his head on, turning so that Rodney and Radek could see his face.
Radek took another moment to run hands along John's thighs, ass, and back, causing John to whimper, leaning into the touch. Then he grasped his erection and slid into his lover in one long stroke.
"G--" John gasped.
Radek's hand smacked across his lover's ass. "No talking," he said, then pulled out and pushed in hard.
John nodded, then closed his eyes, mouth open to draw in shuddering breaths.
Radek was true to his word, setting a bruising pace, apparently unconcerned with John's comfort or pleasure. But John's wordless gasps and moans indicated otherwise.
"God!" Rodney gasped in Carson's ear and Carson could feel Rodney's cock stirring to life against him. Rodney lowered his head, still watching John's pleasure-slacked face, and ran his tongue down Carson's neck. Carson shivered and tilted his head to give Rodney better access.
Carson looked down to see one of John's hands clasping and unclasping near him. He reached down and took it. John's eyes fluttered open, hazy and unfocused and smiled weakly at him, then his face went slack again as Radek pushed into him again.
Rodney's mouth closed over Carson's jugular and Carson had a momentary vision of Rodney as a vampire as he closed his eyes and let Rodney mark him, knowing tomorrow there would be raised eyebrows in the infirmary at the sight of it.
He lost himself in the sensations-- Rodney's mouth sucking, biting and licking; John's hand in his clasping and unclasping in rhythm to ragged gasps; the bed shuddering in time to Radek's thrusts; the growing hardness pressed into him from behind; Radek's voice, a whisper at first, slowly filling the room with desperate consonants interspersed with the name "John" said in awed tones.
Carson opened his eyes to take in the sight of the long, lean form of John, like some erotic painting from doomed Pompeii, giving himself fully to the wild-haired Radek behind him. "Rodney, love," Carson whispered, "move over a wee bit. There."
He shifted to the side, exposing Rodney's erection, and pulled John's hand forward, wrapping the tanned fingers around the still-sticky cock and then wrapping his hand around John's, taking up Radek's rhythm while he claimed Rodney's mouth, swallowing the moan.
"Oh! Boze!" Radek exclaimed and Carson turned to look at him, seeing the Czech watching them in startled lust before he surged forward one last time and dropped his head, throbbing into John.
"Oh, God!" Rodney gasped. "So close..."
John let out a strangled cry as Radek pulled out and thrust three fingers into him in place of his cock. Carson couldn't see what exactly Radek was doing, but when John's fist tightened and his eyes rolled back in his head it was fairly obvious it was intensely pleasurable and then John's semen was splattering over the sheets beneath him and Rodney's mouth was closing over Carson's again as hot semen spilled over Carson's and John's hands.
As they curled together afterward, sticky, sweaty, and rank with sex, Carson looked at John, pumped full of all three of his lover's semen and splattered with even more. Carson's mind was still reeling at what he had seen and done.
John grinned at him. "So, are we still okay?"
"Oh, aye," Carson answered, relaxing against Rodney's warmth. "But I'm still not sure ye want me for anything more than just the sex."
John chuckled. "It's just so damned hard not to want to fuck the blush off your face."
"I like his blush," Radek said sleepily.
Rodney hummed appreciatively behind him. "I like this right here," he said, pulling Carson closer.
John wriggled closer. "Yeah, I never thought I'd say this, but the bed kind of feels empty with only three."
Carson smiled and closed his eyes, thinking how surprised he was to agree. He'd had lovers before, and it had always felt awkward curling up with them, but this warm pile of arms and legs and bodies felt strangely natural.
Radek nudged Rodney. "Ask him."
"Ask me what?" Carson asked, turning to look at Rodney as the man sat up behind him.
"Carson, we'd like you to move in with us. Would you... would you be interested?"
Carson stared at him stunned, then turned to look at John, smiling smugly, and Radek, sleepily stroking John's side. He didn't know what to think, but his mouth answered for his heart anyway. "God, yes!"
Rodney leaned over and kissed him. "Good. And just to prove it's not just about sex, tomorrow is movie night. No sex."
"All right," Carson answered as Rodney lay back down and snuggled against him.
"Well, not very much sex, at least," John said.
Radek smacked him, giggling.
"Asshole!" Rodney said, voice full of affection.
"Yeah, but you love me anyway," John said.
"Oh, aye, that we do," Carson answered.
Rodney smiled against his back and then kissed him between the shoulder blades.
And Carson drifted off to sleep, warm and sated and loved.