Fic: Cherished John/Rodney NC-17
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libra_travellerTitle: Cherished
Author: libra_traveller
Pairing: John/Rodney
Rating: NC-17
Summary: John and Rodney take the time to reaffirm that they’re alive.
They had been running for hours. The sun had since gone down leaving Rodney and John in total darkness as they moved through the trees. Both of them were hurting from the fight with their captors, but they escaped and that was all that mattered.
Together they moved forward, hoping they would not get lost. Luckily, they could no longer hear anyone following them. John finally stilled, aching and tired, he dropped to the ground against a tree.
Rodney kneeled down next to him. “Are you hurt?”
“A little bit,” John admitted.
Rodney touched John’s chest where he was bleeding from a shallow knife wound. He took off John’s vest and t-shirt, taking out a bandage and wrapping it over the cut. “I hope that stops the bleeding.” He then took a cloth from inside the vest and wiped up the blood on John’s chest.
“It will. Thanks.” John stretched against the tree, ignoring the feel of the bark against his skin.
“Anything else I can do?” Rodney’s face was anxious.
John smirked. “You could kiss it better.”
“I can do that.” Rodney leaned down and mouthed the skin next to the bandage. He dragged his tongue upwards until he came to a nipple, sucking on it until it elicited a gasp from John. “We have to be quiet so we’re not found.”
“Quiet, I can do that,” John whispered. He kissed Rodney’s jaw and then down to his neck suckling on his pulse.
Rodney rubbed his hands over John’s back, moving in slow circles above the bandage. He could feel John’s skin warming up. He covered John’s mouth with his in a deep kiss, capturing the groan as he dug his nails into John’s back.
In retaliation, John wrenched his mouth away and then bit into Rodney’s neck, covering Rodney’s mouth with his hand to muffle the yell. He then licked the bite. “Sorry,” he said in Rodney’s ear.
“Make it up to me?” Rodney asked.
“How?” John’s eyes gleamed in anticipation.
“Suck me.” Rodney’s eyes danced as John’s darkened in lust.
“Sure.” John said huskily.
They maneuvered John further down and Rodney shucked his pants and boxers and put his knees on either side of John’s face. John smiled, even though they were in danger, even though he was in a bit of pain, being there with Rodney, he was happy. But with Rodney’s cock in his mouth, he was beyond that. John sucked and swallowed until Rodney came down his throat, a mouth in his fist to stop the scream from piercing through the forest.
Rodney drifted in a haze until he noticed John kissing him lovingly, and then he kissed back with all the hunger in him. John wrapped his arms around him and maneuvered him onto the ground. John then took off his pants and looked through his vest for the small bottle of lotion he had with him.
Looking up, Rodney locked eyes with John and then spread his legs in invitation. John slicked up his fingers and one at a time entered Rodney as gently as he could, stretching him until Rodney’s eyes were begging. Then John put the lotion on himself and swiftly and powerfully entered Rodney. Thrusting in and out, moving with Rodney in a well rehearsed dance. When he came it was because of Rodney’s grin.
Afterwards they lay next to each other, smiling in the dark. Too soon the sun came up and they dressed and began again their march to freedom.
Author: libra_traveller
Pairing: John/Rodney
Rating: NC-17
Summary: John and Rodney take the time to reaffirm that they’re alive.
They had been running for hours. The sun had since gone down leaving Rodney and John in total darkness as they moved through the trees. Both of them were hurting from the fight with their captors, but they escaped and that was all that mattered.
Together they moved forward, hoping they would not get lost. Luckily, they could no longer hear anyone following them. John finally stilled, aching and tired, he dropped to the ground against a tree.
Rodney kneeled down next to him. “Are you hurt?”
“A little bit,” John admitted.
Rodney touched John’s chest where he was bleeding from a shallow knife wound. He took off John’s vest and t-shirt, taking out a bandage and wrapping it over the cut. “I hope that stops the bleeding.” He then took a cloth from inside the vest and wiped up the blood on John’s chest.
“It will. Thanks.” John stretched against the tree, ignoring the feel of the bark against his skin.
“Anything else I can do?” Rodney’s face was anxious.
John smirked. “You could kiss it better.”
“I can do that.” Rodney leaned down and mouthed the skin next to the bandage. He dragged his tongue upwards until he came to a nipple, sucking on it until it elicited a gasp from John. “We have to be quiet so we’re not found.”
“Quiet, I can do that,” John whispered. He kissed Rodney’s jaw and then down to his neck suckling on his pulse.
Rodney rubbed his hands over John’s back, moving in slow circles above the bandage. He could feel John’s skin warming up. He covered John’s mouth with his in a deep kiss, capturing the groan as he dug his nails into John’s back.
In retaliation, John wrenched his mouth away and then bit into Rodney’s neck, covering Rodney’s mouth with his hand to muffle the yell. He then licked the bite. “Sorry,” he said in Rodney’s ear.
“Make it up to me?” Rodney asked.
“How?” John’s eyes gleamed in anticipation.
“Suck me.” Rodney’s eyes danced as John’s darkened in lust.
“Sure.” John said huskily.
They maneuvered John further down and Rodney shucked his pants and boxers and put his knees on either side of John’s face. John smiled, even though they were in danger, even though he was in a bit of pain, being there with Rodney, he was happy. But with Rodney’s cock in his mouth, he was beyond that. John sucked and swallowed until Rodney came down his throat, a mouth in his fist to stop the scream from piercing through the forest.
Rodney drifted in a haze until he noticed John kissing him lovingly, and then he kissed back with all the hunger in him. John wrapped his arms around him and maneuvered him onto the ground. John then took off his pants and looked through his vest for the small bottle of lotion he had with him.
Looking up, Rodney locked eyes with John and then spread his legs in invitation. John slicked up his fingers and one at a time entered Rodney as gently as he could, stretching him until Rodney’s eyes were begging. Then John put the lotion on himself and swiftly and powerfully entered Rodney. Thrusting in and out, moving with Rodney in a well rehearsed dance. When he came it was because of Rodney’s grin.
Afterwards they lay next to each other, smiling in the dark. Too soon the sun came up and they dressed and began again their march to freedom.
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