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works/27509.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Stargate_Atlantis
  Relationship:
      Rodney_McKay/John_Sheppard
  Character:
      Rodney_McKay, John_Sheppard
  Additional Tags:
      Kink, Voyeurism, Community:_ij_porn_battle, Daddy_Kink
  Series:
      Part 2 of Bed_of_Flames
  Stats:
      Published: 2008-02-27 Words: 742
****** Dirty Conscience In My Head ******
by Telesilla
Summary
     Rodney's not done with John yet.
Notes
     Warnings and more notes after the fic.
See the end of the work for more notes
Rodney says nothing about what happened; he doesn't even hint at it or try to
get in sly little digs that only John will understand. Then again, he doesn't
have to. All he has to do is look at John, his eyes bright with meaning, and
John's back, right there with his dick up Rodney's under-aged ass, because the
one thing that hadn't changed about Rodney when his body's age reverted to
sixteen was his eyes.
Even when Rodney's not looking at him, when John's in bed futilely chasing
sleep, he still flashes back, still sees Rodney's eyes, pining him in place,
staring into him as Rodney whispers "Daddy?" And even though he hates himself
all the while, John uses that moment to get off, because how can he not? Rodney
gave John something he's never allowed himself to have and if he used John in
return? Well, that's the price John has to pay.
He's sitting in his quarters wondering if it's too high a price when his
computer pings softly. Glancing at the screen, he sees a file being uploaded,
right past all of his various protections and into his deeply buried private
folder.
There's no doubt it's coming from Rodney and the fact that he numbered it in
sequence with the other files in that folder just adds insult to injury. It's
an .avi file and John stares at it for a long moment wishing he could bring
himself to delete it without playing it.
A half hour later, he plays it.
The quality is surprisingly good, but of course it's the subject that has John
riveted. Rodney--young, sixteen year old, Rodney--is sprawled out on his bed,
the glow of a dozen or more candles making his pale skin gleam. He's jerking
off in the showy way the boys--men--in John's pornos do, all glistening lube
and slow sweeps of his hands.
"I want to suck you," Rodney says, dragging his tongue across his lower lip.
"I'm thinking about it right now, thinking about you kneeling above me and
feeding me your dick....
"Not sure even I could take it all in, though; I knew you were big but...." He
pauses and his eyes go wide. "It kinda hurt when you had it in me, when you
shoved that big dick up my tight ass." Rodney's hand gets more serious, and
John knows damn well that this is real now and not just a show.
"And you liked it, you fucking loved it...loved that I was a tight little
virgin for you, loved that I look like this." Rodney sweeps his hand down,
moving from his sharp chin to his firm throat and then across his slim,
hairless chest to one small, pink nipple. "I'm your own, pretty, boy whore and
I know you're looking at this, looking at me, wishing you were here right now.
"Would you roll me over and take me that way? Would you spread me open and fuck
me hard? Show me what I get for being a tease, treat me like the little slut
that I am? You want that? Wanna punish me with your big fat cock? Fuck me while
I squirm under you and hold me down if I try to get away?"
Rodney is breathless again, the way he was the other night and John remembers
the way he squirmed then, remembers how...how small Rodney had been under him,
how he'd whimpered while John fucked him.
"I know you want it and I want it too, wanna feel that big dick of yours."
Rodney's hand speeds up. "C'mon...oh God yeah...c'mon and fuck me, Daddy."
Rodney comes then and John almost tears the buttons off his fly as he pulls it
open, shoves his hand down his pants, and grabs his dick.
All it takes is two hard yanks and he's coming, eyes open as he stares blindly
at the screen. When he can see again, when he's able to pay attention, he
realizes that the video is still running. From the screen, Rodney gives him a
familiar, crooked smile.
"Sleep well, Colonel."
His stomach twisting, John closes his computer. He already knows that he'll
keep the video and it's easy enough to guess that there will be more; he just
doesn't know why Rodney's doing it, what Rodney wants.
"I'm so fucked," he mutters and heads for the shower. "Totally, utterly,
fucked."
-end-
End Notes
     Like the first one this gets into a whole underage thing and some
     incest play as well.
     So here's the thing: I'm very aware that I left them hanging here in
     a kind of fucked up situation; such is the nature of a porn battle
     fic. It's a universe I wouldn't mind returning to, but I have a lot
     of fic commitments right now and I simply don't have the time. I
     don't want to make promises, but I will say that I intend to get back
     to these guys. Boys. Whatever. :)
     Written for Round Two (Electric Bugaloo) of the IJ_Porn_Battle; my
     prompt was "Stargate Atlantis, John/Rodney, touch." The title is a
     lyric from "Bed of Flame" by Hungry Lucy.
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