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works/116759.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Stargate_Atlantis
  Relationship:
      Rodney_McKay/John_Sheppard
  Additional Tags:
      Alternate_Universe_-_Movie_Fusion
  Stats:
      Published: 2005-10-30 Words: 887
****** Life Lived as a John Hughes Movie ******
by Zoe_Rayne_(MontanaHarper)
Summary
     Licking his lips, Rodney slid one hand slowly down his stomach,
     pretending that he really wasn't planning to jerk off to thoughts of
     John.
Notes
     Just a brief porny vignette for Smitty's John/Rodney version of the
     1980s film Can't Buy Me Love. Many, many thanks to her for letting me
     play in her sandbox.
     Many thanks to Casspeach for doing beta duty. All astronomical data
     shamelessly stolen from http://www.dibonsmith.com/constel.htm.
     Written while listening to iTunes streaming radio: "Best of the '80s
     on Sky.fm" because I was feeling nostalgic. (And yes, I know Can't
     Buy Me Love isn't a John Hughes movie. *g*)
  This work was inspired by
      The_Best_Things_in_Life_Are_Free by Smitty
Rodney stripped for bed, tossing his chinos and tee-shirt into the hamper on
auto-pilot and pulling on the worn and faded Spider Man undershirt with the
same lack of awareness. He couldn't stop thinking about John Sheppard lying on
the roof and staring up at the sky, at the stars.
Sliding between the crisp cotton sheets of his twin bed, Rodney closed his eyes
and imagined he was lying next to John. He could almost feel the grit of the
shingles underneath him, could almost see the stars overhead. Licking his lips,
Rodney slid one hand slowly down his stomach, pretending that he really wasn't
planning to jerk off to thoughts of John.
Then his fingertips pushed under the elastic of his briefs, and he gave up any
pretense at all, shivering as his fingers teased down and then back up the
length of his dick.
If he really were out on the roof with John, he'd start by leaning in close,
head propped up on one hand and the other indicating the eastern sky.
"See, that's Orion over there," Rodney says. "You probably recognize it,
right?" John nods, following the line of Rodney's pointing finger. "You see
that bright star, up in the northeast corner? That's Betelgeuse."
Rodney studies John's profile for a second before leaning in slowly. John's
gaze shifts from the constellation to Rodney, but he doesn't look shocked or
freaked out. Instead, the hint of a smile turns up the corners of his mouth and
his eyes close just as Rodney's lips touch his. The kiss is sweet and chaste,
and that's almost a surprise.
When Rodney pulls back, John smiles a real smile. "Tell me more."
And Rodney can't help but smile back as he shifts closer, curving his body
along John's side. "Betelgeuse is about the size of 250 of our suns," he says
softly, resting his right hand on John's chest, measuring the slow rise and
fall as John breathes. "And diagonal to it, that really bright star?" He slides
his hand down to the waistband of John's jeans, thumbing the buttons free one
by one. "That's Rigel."
John's eyes flutter closed as Rodney's fingers wrap around his dick, and his
hips twitch, pushing him more firmly into Rodney's palm. For a second, Rodney
almost considers letting him get away with it.
Instead, he says with mock severity, "Hey, I'm trying to give an astronomy
lecture, here. Pay attention."
John huffs out a laugh, but he obeys, looking up at Rodney with wide, dark
eyes, and Rodney's breath catches.
He clears his throat. "Rigel," he says, nodding toward Orion, and John finally
looks away, back up into the sky. No longer pinned by John's gaze, Rodney takes
a deep breath and continues, "It's the seventh brightest star in the sky,
brighter than Betelgeuse, even though Betelgeuse is significantly larger."
"You'd think bigger would be brighter," John says quietly, as the loose circle
of Rodney's fingers skims the length of his dick.
Shaking his head, Rodney says, "Size doesn't matter."
John arches against Rodney's hand. "That's a myth," he says, his gaze darting
to Rodney's face for an instant and then back to the sky.
Rodney doesn't argue. He measures the length of John's dick with slow, easy
strokes, feels the weight and heft of it against his palm, and he's got no
complaints. He watches the flutter of John's lashes as John tries to keep his
eyes open, tries to stay focused on Orion.
Pointing almost directly above them, Rodney says, "See that one right there?
The square, with legs?" When John nods, a quick jerk of his head accompanied by
a low moan, Rodney continues, "That's Pegasus." He's going to go on, going to
explain about the three binaries and about M15, which is an amazing globular
cluster, but then John makes another noise low in his throat and Rodney's mouth
is suddenly dry.
John's hips are moving now, short thrusts in time with Rodney's hand, and
John's lost the battle to keep his eyes open, but Rodney doesn't care anymore.
All he wants is to keep feeling the warmth radiating from John's body, to watch
as John's fingers clench on his own thigh and his breathing turns ragged,
sprinkled with quiet sounds of need and pleasure.
And then John licks his lips and opens his eyes, pinning Rodney with a look
that tells Rodney everything he needs to know.
The heat that had been pooling in the pit of Rodney's stomach became not enough
and too much and then it was overflowing, spilling hot and wet onto his hand
and his stomach, leaving him feeling empty, the give of his mattress under his
back and the vision of hazel eyes haunting him.
Grabbing a tissue from the box on his nightstand, he used it to mop up with
worst of the mess. He knew it had been a stupid move, to give in to the
fantasy, but he was so tired of things never going the way he wanted them to.
Of course, this just meant that tomorrow—the first day of his new "friendship"
with John—was going to be that much more awkward.
As he rolled over and tugged the covers up, a little part of him couldn't help
but think it had been worth it.
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