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Disclaimer: Not mine. Rating: R. Sex. Language.
Set: Er. Any time, really. Probably after Storm/Eye. No spoilers.
Notes: Thought up while chatting at Canthlian about Pete/Jack. The title is a line from Gollum's Song, off the LotR soundtrack, which is currently playing. ;)
We Will Weep to be So Alone by ALC Punk! Rodney stops thinking when Zelenka's mouth closes around his cock. Maybe it's the sensation, or the way light explodes behind his eyeballs, or just the fact that he is fucking another man, and he doesn't think he's gay. It doesn't matter, in the end. They both get off, mouths and lips and tongues moving in ways that make them beg for more. Afterwards, when reality reappears, that's when he stars backing up. Re-assert yourself, he thinks. "I'm not gay. Really. Colonel Carter and I used to have sex in her lab. I am not gay." "Oh, please, you over-blown arrogant ass. Like I would fuck you if you weren't straight." Zelenka turns away from him in disgust and begins cleaning himself with the discarded underwear. Rodney isn't done, his insecurities manifesting in irritation and bluster. "I am *not* over-blown! Arrogant, yes, of course I'm arrogant. I'm the most intelligent person in this galaxy!" With his clothes rearranged, Zelenka shakes his head. "Uh-huh, c'mon, McKay, we had power calculations to work on, remember?" "I am not over-blown." Button, zipper, don't get yourself caught. There. "Ask Liz. Ask Sheppard, they'll tell you." Now he's reaching. But maybe that's because he just had another man's cock down his throat. Or maybe it's because he wants to believe it. "Look," Zelenka's hands move, his lips thin, "It doesn't matter. We have work to do." Work. Right. The thing they were doing before this all happened. And Rodney doesn't need to be reminded how it happened. He just has to absorb it and move on. "Right. Now, where'd my notepad go?" -f- © 2005 ALC Punk! |