Fic: Puddle-Jumping
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libra_travellerTitle: Puddle-Jumping
Author: libra_traveller
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: John/Rodney/Teyla/Aiden
Summary: On the Puddle-Jumper between stars, the team makes John’s dreams come true.
Author’s Note: I wrote this awhile ago, but I thought I’d share.
In quiet space a small compact ship floats towards a small infinitesimal planet. A lone figure sits aboard the ship, staring out at the many stars. Looking in his eyes, a deep almost painful concentration is visible. His body is relaxed except for a tension in his shoulders. His lips quirk as he hears another man slip past sliding doors. This man wears a mischievous smile and his eyes shine with glee and excitement. Sitting in the seat next to the pilot, he reaches a tentative hand out and rests it on top of his team leader's fingers. Reflexively the pilot curls his fingers around the chief scientist's sweaty palm. A quick glance up and the Air-Force Major notices the lustful heat in his team member's face. Major John Sheppard catches his breath and studiously returns his gaze out towards the stars. Doctor Rodney McKay sighs in irritation and determinedly turns John's chin with his right hand. Rubbing his thumb across John's lips and stubble, Rodney places a chaste kiss upon the stubbornly-set mouth.
"Major. John. Ford and Teyla are busy setting up our bedding for the night." Rodney lets go of John's chin and slumps back into the seat when John only blinks.
"Rodney, what's going on? All of you have been acting strange since we boarded." John turns to give Rodney his full attention, only a small part of his mind monitoring the progress of the Puddle-Jumper's flight.
Rodney shrugs turning his body away from the intense stare. "We just wanted to do something nice for you. We brought some extra supplies." Rodney steels himself, forcing his body to open up. With a serious look, he sucks in a deep breath and begins. "We want to make love to you, John. As a team, while you fly the ship."
John's eyes widen in shock and sudden desire. "Really? I mean, this isn't some prank of yours Rodney?" At McKay's hurt expression and beginnings of frustration, he quickly finishes. "Sorry. I didn't mean that. Of course it's not a joke. Are you sure that's what all of you want?"
Rodney smiles in understanding and delight. He was right about how much this would mean to John. Smugly he says, "We've been planning this for weeks!"
John's mouth drops open in surprise, then he launches himself at Rodney, squeezing him in a powerful and emotional hug. Then he begins to plant kisses up and down Rodney's neck. Rodney giggles and takes hold of John's wandering hands. "Hey, not yet, you silly fly-boy." Rodney stands up and excitedly guides John to the door with his hands firmly surrounding John's butt-cheeks.
With a patented smirk, Rodney opens the door with his ATA gene. John, who had been readying himself to smack Rodney's hands off, stops at the view before him. There kneeling on the floor, Lieutenant Aiden Ford has just finished unrolling their sleeping bags. He has crimson sheets in his hands that with a flourish he shakes out and lowers above their new bed. Teyla Emmagan has her hands in a picnic basket she had borrowed. Inside is a turkey sandwich, a canister of whipped cream, a container of fresh strawberries traded from a neighboring planet, and napkins. Teyla and Aiden look up at Rodney and John's arrival, breaking into almost identical grins. "How did you get him back here so soon? Thought it would take you hours to convince him we want down his pants." Aiden practically leers as John blushes at this statement. Teyla comes to John's rescue by smacking Ford in the head with one of the pillows they brought. Aiden chuckles, picks up the second pillow and hits Teyla with it. John and Rodney can only chuckle at the ensuing pillow-fight. Rodney playfully shoves John down to the bed, jumping on his back and licking the back of his neck. John moans, which grabs Teyla and Aiden's attention. Aiden in a fit of thoughtfulness lifts John's head and places a pillow underneath it. John uses this diversion to buck Rodney off of him and then turns and jumps Aiden, kissing him full on the mouth. Rodney, now forgotten, pouts with his head resting on his hand, lying sideways observing as John and Aiden make out like military monkeys. Teyla, almost bored, decides to have fun with Rodney. She sneaks behind him, wrapping her arms in front of his chest, and begins undoing his buttoned shirt, while sucking on his ear-lobe to distract him.
Teyla fastens her hand around one of the buttons of Rodney's shirt. She removes the button and slips her pinky finger through the hole and twirls that finger against his chest. As soon as Rodney groans in frustration at these light touches, she moves along to the next button. Teyla is not that unfair though, she distracts him by slurping her tongue up and down his neck. When she removes the last button, she slowly pulls off his shirt. Then she twists it up and puts it around Rodney's neck, pulling his head back so she can capture his mouth. Before he can deepen the kiss, she moves her mouth up to his chin and bites it gently. He moans and latches his mouth onto her neck. When Teyla reaches her hand down and lets it linger at his waistband, Rodney removes his mouth with a loud suction. He rolls to his back, dragging Teyla on top of him. Rodney tentatively pulls down the zipper of her jacket. With calloused fingers he rubs her shoulders while pushing her jacket to the floor. He slides his tongue back and forth, from the crook of her neck to the edge of her shoulder, going farther down her arm on each return. At Teyla's growl, he continues down to her elbow, sucking on the bone before teasing the inside. His head is lifted as she pulls his mouth to her. She glides her tongue past his lips, tasting his mouth that he rarely leaves closed. The fresh but tart flavor attracts her as she slides her tongue to the back of his mouth and just beneath his tongue near the molars, she feels Rodney shudder.
The military monkeys as Rodney dubbed them, have their arms and legs tangled as they roll around competing for dominance. John, tired of this game, lets Aiden stretch himself above him. He then swiftly removes Aiden's pants and boxers. Aiden gasps as John trails his hand gently down Aiden's hard length. Aiden bites John's collarbone when John squeezes. John moans delightedly and struggles to remove Aiden's shirt and his own pants at the same time. Aiden, realizing John's plight, removes his shirt and John's pants. Upon removal, Aiden remotely realizes John had not been wearing any underwear. Both men now naked marvel at each other's differing skin tones. John's pale tan as compared to Aiden's light mocha, stills them, but only for a moment. Then they begin writhing against each other, huge grins spreading across their faces as they massage each other's various muscles, eliciting sweet wanton sounds. John's eyes widen as he feels the ship itself begin to shudder.
Rodney, sensing John's plight, asserts his own control over the ship, steadying her. Teyla uses Rodney's distraction to ease down his pants. She then pushes him onto his back. She looks in confusion at his boxers. There are drawings of Muppet Babies scientists. She quickly removes this strange obstacle. Reverently she skims her nails over Rodney's plentiful flesh. He gasps in shock, his attention having been solely on the ship. He crudely tears away Teyla's shirt, tossing it away. His lips surround her right breast over her bra. He sucks it into his mouth and she scrambles to undue the clasp, ripping the fabric away from her burning skin. Rodney takes her nipple between his teeth and bites down determinedly. Her hand clenches around his shaft, nails digging in. Rodney pulls on her breast, stretching it out, then releasing. Gently his tongue soothes it before moving on to her other breast. He sucks as much of it as he can into his mouth, while his hands slip off her pants. Teyla lowers herself onto him, pushing his thickness into her wet opening. Rodney takes a deep breath releasing her breast. Grasping her hair, he yanks her mouth down to his in an effort to memorize the layout of her gums. Teyla grips Rodney's shoulders as she rocks back and forth, trying to move him deeper insider her. When his breath hitches, she pushes against him, lifting herself up. Dropping back down on him, she bites his tongue amidst the pleasure. Rodney barely feels the pain, wrapping his hands around her hips to help rise her up and down his throbbing penis. Back and forth, and the ship begins to move in zigzags, no longer on a straight course.
John, free from having to control the ship, flips Aiden down to the bedding. He shimmies down Aiden's body, nibbling along the way. He bites gently at the groin, lovingly patting Aiden's bulging member. Without any warning, John surrounds the tip of Aiden's cock with his lips. He slurps Aiden's shaft further into his mouth until the head bumps the back of his throat. Aiden barely contains a howl, his hips jerking up against the weight John applies to them. Aiden's left hand flexes around John's all too sexy bed-hair. His right hand flops uselessly until it smacks against the forgotten picnic basket. With sudden and daring glee, Aiden grabs for the basket, almost hitting John in the head with it in the rush. Pulling off of Aiden's penis, John looks up in confusion, pre-come dripping down the side of his mouth. Aiden frantically searches for the canister of whipped cream, his cock feeling bereft. When he finds it and pulls it out triumphantly, John can only laugh. Licking his lips, John takes the canister and coats Aiden's length in white, tasty, spirals. Then he swirls his tongue around, gulping down the cream. As soon as Aiden can catch his breath, he knocks John to the floor. Lifting up John's legs, he inserts the white tip of the can into John's hole. John sucks in a breath, his eyes dark with desire. Moving the can so as not to chance removing the white tip, Aiden shoots a stream of whipped cream into John, who screams out at the shock of the cold hitting his prostate. Suddenly he's coming, squirting a different white liquid up into the air which falls back down like a water fountain. With John panting, Aiden moves his face down, slipping his tongue inside John in search of the cream. John's body trembles as Aiden moves his tongue in and out. Moving his head away, Aiden slicks two fingers at once inside John causing him to arch up. Aiden twirls his fingers before removing them and giving the cream covered digits to John to suck on. John then clumsily grabs for the canister, spraying it all over Aiden's lower half because his arms are shaking. While chuckling, Aiden squirts some into his hand, liberally caressing the cream over himself. With a look in John's eyes for confirmation, Aiden shoves his cock deep inside John, who sighs in pleasure.
Teyla, on the move down, latches her teeth onto Rodney's nipple. He arches into her touch. Then he pushes her up and off of him. As she growls, he presses her onto her back. Straddling her, he rubs his cock back and forth across her entrance in slow strokes. Teyla digs her nails into his butt cheeks trying to pull him inside her. In desperation she slips a finger inside him. With a roar Rodney crams himself deeply within her, plundering for all he's worth. Teyla continues to move her finger in search of his pleasure point. Finding it she drags her nail against it, resulting in a hot liquid fueling inside of her that is answered by her own warmth surrounding Rodney's cock. With white flashes sparking behind Rodney's eyelids, the ship comes to a stuttering halt.
With Aiden pounding relentlessly into him, John's mind seeks out the controls of the puddle jumper. He can feel where Rodney's grip has melted. Starting the ship on the move again, he relaxes into Aiden's rhythm. Finding a tongue seeking entrance to his mouth, he opens up, dueling with the tongue trying to invade him. Out of the side of one eye, he sees two satisfied celestial beings move their way. Rodney places himself behind Aiden, smoothing his palms across strained shoulder blades. Pushing his penis between Aiden's cheeks, but not entering, Rodney rides with him. Teyla insinuates herself between Aiden's mouth and John's. She offers herself up, Aiden wrapping his arms around her and John eagerly guzzling both liquids flowing down her legs. He can taste both Teyla's bitterness and Rodney's salty essence. The only warning, Aiden's panting, before he screams out, shooting his flaming cum inside of John. John comes again having been barely aware of Rodney fondling his cock. Biting the inside of Teyla's thigh, his streams out into Aiden's ecstatic opened mouth. Teyla sighs leaning against Aiden's shoulder, where Rodney fondly kisses her forehead.
Aiden, the first to gain his voice, hoarsely asks Rodney if he's planning on just standing there. Rodney in reply bites his shoulder. Aiden rolls out between Rodney and Teyla, lying on his back. Rodney takes his fingers slicked with John's cum, and slides one inside of Aiden who bites his lips. Teyla kisses the abused lip, Rodney stroking Aiden's dick back to attention before pushing in a second finger. Aiden, once again showing interest, orders Rodney inside him. Rodney carefully raises Aiden's legs over his own shoulders. As he inches his way in, Aiden tightens his legs around Rodney's neck, pulling him in farther. Rodney's knees give out as the tight but comforting enclosure affects him. John's there to hold him up, though his own legs are shaky. Once Rodney regains his balance, he moves in and out slowly until Aiden yells at him. From there it's fast and frantic until John's hands get in the way, entering Rodney. Rodney shudders and stills as John prepares him. Teyla finds a pillow to support Aiden's lower back, before taking his mouth, his hands squeezing desperately around her breasts. John sweetly places himself at Rodney's entrance before he digs his way in without stopping. Rodney screams out as John slams him into Aiden, and then pulls himself back. An awkward game ensues, Rodney in and out of Aiden, pause, John in and out of Rodney, Rodney back into Aiden. Whenever Rodney stops, Aiden growls around Teyla's nipple in his mouth. John and Rodney speed up and Aiden reaches his hands out in a daze, circling his fingers between Teyla's slits. The ship starts to falter again and both John and Rodney increase their concentration. They're able to feel each other's presence and their enthralled desires. As Aiden's finger shoves into Teyla, Rodney loses it, shooting inside Aiden. John comes next, soon followed by Aiden's grunting with Teyla's breast still between his teeth. Teyla looks into the faces of her men and comes with the shout of a warrior.
Slowly their breathing calms. Aiden reaches into a bag and pulls out another red sheet which he drapes over the four of them, now only lying beside one another. John lowers the lights of the ship. "I have to tell you guys, this was better than any fantasy I ever had."
Rodney chuckles and slaps John on the ass. "I'm going to guess that Aiden made good use of that whipped cream. In case the rest of us are asleep when you wake up, there's a turkey sandwich in the basket for when you're hungry." Teyla snuggles against Rodney, John next to her with Aiden in his arms.
"What would I do without you guys?" John kisses Aiden on the cheek, who has already fallen asleep.
As Teyla drifts off, Rodney mutters, "Fondle the puddle-jumper controls?"
"I'd rather fondle you."
Author: libra_traveller
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: John/Rodney/Teyla/Aiden
Summary: On the Puddle-Jumper between stars, the team makes John’s dreams come true.
Author’s Note: I wrote this awhile ago, but I thought I’d share.
In quiet space a small compact ship floats towards a small infinitesimal planet. A lone figure sits aboard the ship, staring out at the many stars. Looking in his eyes, a deep almost painful concentration is visible. His body is relaxed except for a tension in his shoulders. His lips quirk as he hears another man slip past sliding doors. This man wears a mischievous smile and his eyes shine with glee and excitement. Sitting in the seat next to the pilot, he reaches a tentative hand out and rests it on top of his team leader's fingers. Reflexively the pilot curls his fingers around the chief scientist's sweaty palm. A quick glance up and the Air-Force Major notices the lustful heat in his team member's face. Major John Sheppard catches his breath and studiously returns his gaze out towards the stars. Doctor Rodney McKay sighs in irritation and determinedly turns John's chin with his right hand. Rubbing his thumb across John's lips and stubble, Rodney places a chaste kiss upon the stubbornly-set mouth.
"Major. John. Ford and Teyla are busy setting up our bedding for the night." Rodney lets go of John's chin and slumps back into the seat when John only blinks.
"Rodney, what's going on? All of you have been acting strange since we boarded." John turns to give Rodney his full attention, only a small part of his mind monitoring the progress of the Puddle-Jumper's flight.
Rodney shrugs turning his body away from the intense stare. "We just wanted to do something nice for you. We brought some extra supplies." Rodney steels himself, forcing his body to open up. With a serious look, he sucks in a deep breath and begins. "We want to make love to you, John. As a team, while you fly the ship."
John's eyes widen in shock and sudden desire. "Really? I mean, this isn't some prank of yours Rodney?" At McKay's hurt expression and beginnings of frustration, he quickly finishes. "Sorry. I didn't mean that. Of course it's not a joke. Are you sure that's what all of you want?"
Rodney smiles in understanding and delight. He was right about how much this would mean to John. Smugly he says, "We've been planning this for weeks!"
John's mouth drops open in surprise, then he launches himself at Rodney, squeezing him in a powerful and emotional hug. Then he begins to plant kisses up and down Rodney's neck. Rodney giggles and takes hold of John's wandering hands. "Hey, not yet, you silly fly-boy." Rodney stands up and excitedly guides John to the door with his hands firmly surrounding John's butt-cheeks.
With a patented smirk, Rodney opens the door with his ATA gene. John, who had been readying himself to smack Rodney's hands off, stops at the view before him. There kneeling on the floor, Lieutenant Aiden Ford has just finished unrolling their sleeping bags. He has crimson sheets in his hands that with a flourish he shakes out and lowers above their new bed. Teyla Emmagan has her hands in a picnic basket she had borrowed. Inside is a turkey sandwich, a canister of whipped cream, a container of fresh strawberries traded from a neighboring planet, and napkins. Teyla and Aiden look up at Rodney and John's arrival, breaking into almost identical grins. "How did you get him back here so soon? Thought it would take you hours to convince him we want down his pants." Aiden practically leers as John blushes at this statement. Teyla comes to John's rescue by smacking Ford in the head with one of the pillows they brought. Aiden chuckles, picks up the second pillow and hits Teyla with it. John and Rodney can only chuckle at the ensuing pillow-fight. Rodney playfully shoves John down to the bed, jumping on his back and licking the back of his neck. John moans, which grabs Teyla and Aiden's attention. Aiden in a fit of thoughtfulness lifts John's head and places a pillow underneath it. John uses this diversion to buck Rodney off of him and then turns and jumps Aiden, kissing him full on the mouth. Rodney, now forgotten, pouts with his head resting on his hand, lying sideways observing as John and Aiden make out like military monkeys. Teyla, almost bored, decides to have fun with Rodney. She sneaks behind him, wrapping her arms in front of his chest, and begins undoing his buttoned shirt, while sucking on his ear-lobe to distract him.
Teyla fastens her hand around one of the buttons of Rodney's shirt. She removes the button and slips her pinky finger through the hole and twirls that finger against his chest. As soon as Rodney groans in frustration at these light touches, she moves along to the next button. Teyla is not that unfair though, she distracts him by slurping her tongue up and down his neck. When she removes the last button, she slowly pulls off his shirt. Then she twists it up and puts it around Rodney's neck, pulling his head back so she can capture his mouth. Before he can deepen the kiss, she moves her mouth up to his chin and bites it gently. He moans and latches his mouth onto her neck. When Teyla reaches her hand down and lets it linger at his waistband, Rodney removes his mouth with a loud suction. He rolls to his back, dragging Teyla on top of him. Rodney tentatively pulls down the zipper of her jacket. With calloused fingers he rubs her shoulders while pushing her jacket to the floor. He slides his tongue back and forth, from the crook of her neck to the edge of her shoulder, going farther down her arm on each return. At Teyla's growl, he continues down to her elbow, sucking on the bone before teasing the inside. His head is lifted as she pulls his mouth to her. She glides her tongue past his lips, tasting his mouth that he rarely leaves closed. The fresh but tart flavor attracts her as she slides her tongue to the back of his mouth and just beneath his tongue near the molars, she feels Rodney shudder.
The military monkeys as Rodney dubbed them, have their arms and legs tangled as they roll around competing for dominance. John, tired of this game, lets Aiden stretch himself above him. He then swiftly removes Aiden's pants and boxers. Aiden gasps as John trails his hand gently down Aiden's hard length. Aiden bites John's collarbone when John squeezes. John moans delightedly and struggles to remove Aiden's shirt and his own pants at the same time. Aiden, realizing John's plight, removes his shirt and John's pants. Upon removal, Aiden remotely realizes John had not been wearing any underwear. Both men now naked marvel at each other's differing skin tones. John's pale tan as compared to Aiden's light mocha, stills them, but only for a moment. Then they begin writhing against each other, huge grins spreading across their faces as they massage each other's various muscles, eliciting sweet wanton sounds. John's eyes widen as he feels the ship itself begin to shudder.
Rodney, sensing John's plight, asserts his own control over the ship, steadying her. Teyla uses Rodney's distraction to ease down his pants. She then pushes him onto his back. She looks in confusion at his boxers. There are drawings of Muppet Babies scientists. She quickly removes this strange obstacle. Reverently she skims her nails over Rodney's plentiful flesh. He gasps in shock, his attention having been solely on the ship. He crudely tears away Teyla's shirt, tossing it away. His lips surround her right breast over her bra. He sucks it into his mouth and she scrambles to undue the clasp, ripping the fabric away from her burning skin. Rodney takes her nipple between his teeth and bites down determinedly. Her hand clenches around his shaft, nails digging in. Rodney pulls on her breast, stretching it out, then releasing. Gently his tongue soothes it before moving on to her other breast. He sucks as much of it as he can into his mouth, while his hands slip off her pants. Teyla lowers herself onto him, pushing his thickness into her wet opening. Rodney takes a deep breath releasing her breast. Grasping her hair, he yanks her mouth down to his in an effort to memorize the layout of her gums. Teyla grips Rodney's shoulders as she rocks back and forth, trying to move him deeper insider her. When his breath hitches, she pushes against him, lifting herself up. Dropping back down on him, she bites his tongue amidst the pleasure. Rodney barely feels the pain, wrapping his hands around her hips to help rise her up and down his throbbing penis. Back and forth, and the ship begins to move in zigzags, no longer on a straight course.
John, free from having to control the ship, flips Aiden down to the bedding. He shimmies down Aiden's body, nibbling along the way. He bites gently at the groin, lovingly patting Aiden's bulging member. Without any warning, John surrounds the tip of Aiden's cock with his lips. He slurps Aiden's shaft further into his mouth until the head bumps the back of his throat. Aiden barely contains a howl, his hips jerking up against the weight John applies to them. Aiden's left hand flexes around John's all too sexy bed-hair. His right hand flops uselessly until it smacks against the forgotten picnic basket. With sudden and daring glee, Aiden grabs for the basket, almost hitting John in the head with it in the rush. Pulling off of Aiden's penis, John looks up in confusion, pre-come dripping down the side of his mouth. Aiden frantically searches for the canister of whipped cream, his cock feeling bereft. When he finds it and pulls it out triumphantly, John can only laugh. Licking his lips, John takes the canister and coats Aiden's length in white, tasty, spirals. Then he swirls his tongue around, gulping down the cream. As soon as Aiden can catch his breath, he knocks John to the floor. Lifting up John's legs, he inserts the white tip of the can into John's hole. John sucks in a breath, his eyes dark with desire. Moving the can so as not to chance removing the white tip, Aiden shoots a stream of whipped cream into John, who screams out at the shock of the cold hitting his prostate. Suddenly he's coming, squirting a different white liquid up into the air which falls back down like a water fountain. With John panting, Aiden moves his face down, slipping his tongue inside John in search of the cream. John's body trembles as Aiden moves his tongue in and out. Moving his head away, Aiden slicks two fingers at once inside John causing him to arch up. Aiden twirls his fingers before removing them and giving the cream covered digits to John to suck on. John then clumsily grabs for the canister, spraying it all over Aiden's lower half because his arms are shaking. While chuckling, Aiden squirts some into his hand, liberally caressing the cream over himself. With a look in John's eyes for confirmation, Aiden shoves his cock deep inside John, who sighs in pleasure.
Teyla, on the move down, latches her teeth onto Rodney's nipple. He arches into her touch. Then he pushes her up and off of him. As she growls, he presses her onto her back. Straddling her, he rubs his cock back and forth across her entrance in slow strokes. Teyla digs her nails into his butt cheeks trying to pull him inside her. In desperation she slips a finger inside him. With a roar Rodney crams himself deeply within her, plundering for all he's worth. Teyla continues to move her finger in search of his pleasure point. Finding it she drags her nail against it, resulting in a hot liquid fueling inside of her that is answered by her own warmth surrounding Rodney's cock. With white flashes sparking behind Rodney's eyelids, the ship comes to a stuttering halt.
With Aiden pounding relentlessly into him, John's mind seeks out the controls of the puddle jumper. He can feel where Rodney's grip has melted. Starting the ship on the move again, he relaxes into Aiden's rhythm. Finding a tongue seeking entrance to his mouth, he opens up, dueling with the tongue trying to invade him. Out of the side of one eye, he sees two satisfied celestial beings move their way. Rodney places himself behind Aiden, smoothing his palms across strained shoulder blades. Pushing his penis between Aiden's cheeks, but not entering, Rodney rides with him. Teyla insinuates herself between Aiden's mouth and John's. She offers herself up, Aiden wrapping his arms around her and John eagerly guzzling both liquids flowing down her legs. He can taste both Teyla's bitterness and Rodney's salty essence. The only warning, Aiden's panting, before he screams out, shooting his flaming cum inside of John. John comes again having been barely aware of Rodney fondling his cock. Biting the inside of Teyla's thigh, his streams out into Aiden's ecstatic opened mouth. Teyla sighs leaning against Aiden's shoulder, where Rodney fondly kisses her forehead.
Aiden, the first to gain his voice, hoarsely asks Rodney if he's planning on just standing there. Rodney in reply bites his shoulder. Aiden rolls out between Rodney and Teyla, lying on his back. Rodney takes his fingers slicked with John's cum, and slides one inside of Aiden who bites his lips. Teyla kisses the abused lip, Rodney stroking Aiden's dick back to attention before pushing in a second finger. Aiden, once again showing interest, orders Rodney inside him. Rodney carefully raises Aiden's legs over his own shoulders. As he inches his way in, Aiden tightens his legs around Rodney's neck, pulling him in farther. Rodney's knees give out as the tight but comforting enclosure affects him. John's there to hold him up, though his own legs are shaky. Once Rodney regains his balance, he moves in and out slowly until Aiden yells at him. From there it's fast and frantic until John's hands get in the way, entering Rodney. Rodney shudders and stills as John prepares him. Teyla finds a pillow to support Aiden's lower back, before taking his mouth, his hands squeezing desperately around her breasts. John sweetly places himself at Rodney's entrance before he digs his way in without stopping. Rodney screams out as John slams him into Aiden, and then pulls himself back. An awkward game ensues, Rodney in and out of Aiden, pause, John in and out of Rodney, Rodney back into Aiden. Whenever Rodney stops, Aiden growls around Teyla's nipple in his mouth. John and Rodney speed up and Aiden reaches his hands out in a daze, circling his fingers between Teyla's slits. The ship starts to falter again and both John and Rodney increase their concentration. They're able to feel each other's presence and their enthralled desires. As Aiden's finger shoves into Teyla, Rodney loses it, shooting inside Aiden. John comes next, soon followed by Aiden's grunting with Teyla's breast still between his teeth. Teyla looks into the faces of her men and comes with the shout of a warrior.
Slowly their breathing calms. Aiden reaches into a bag and pulls out another red sheet which he drapes over the four of them, now only lying beside one another. John lowers the lights of the ship. "I have to tell you guys, this was better than any fantasy I ever had."
Rodney chuckles and slaps John on the ass. "I'm going to guess that Aiden made good use of that whipped cream. In case the rest of us are asleep when you wake up, there's a turkey sandwich in the basket for when you're hungry." Teyla snuggles against Rodney, John next to her with Aiden in his arms.
"What would I do without you guys?" John kisses Aiden on the cheek, who has already fallen asleep.
As Teyla drifts off, Rodney mutters, "Fondle the puddle-jumper controls?"
"I'd rather fondle you."