Summary: When the pressure builds, anything can happen. Will it be Love or
It was all about four letters words.
The tension built, mission after mission. Close call after close call. Tempers flared and both men finally pushed a bit too far. One night snark turned to anger, which turned to fury, which turned to the use of ..four letter words.
"You arrogant DICK..Get the HELL off of me, Sheppard." Clothes were torn an= d punches were thrown. More four-letter words. Suddenly John was on the bed with a furious scientist holding him down. Hardness pressed against hardnes= s and the fury peaked.
You want to FUCK me? Are you man enough, McKay? Think you can TAKE me?" Rough hands left bruises as the remaining clothing was torn away. Harsh breathing and obscene phrases were the only sounds for a while.
Afterwards, in the total darkness there was only silence. Both men dressed in silence and in silence went their separate ways to lick their wounds and pretend nothing had happened. It might have ended there. But it didn't.
They only met in darkness and only when the pressure became unbearable. The= y used the four letter words as weapons.
"Gonna FUCK you Major, Gonna make you ride my COCK until you scream."
"Right, McKay! Gonna HURT me? Bring it on! I'll have you on your knees begging to SUCK me!"
It was only about four-letter words. Nothing else. It was a way to release their anger and pain and guilt and fear. That was all it was; nothing else.
Neither man noticed when the words started to change. Oh, they were still four-letter words, but the tone began to alter, to evolve.
"God, oh my God so GOOD! You feel so GOOD inside of me." Rodney was breathing fast and hard. He was watching intently as the man above him rode him to completion.
"You make me so HARD, Oh WANT you, WANT to COME in you." John leaned in and for the first time in the months of their 'relationship' kissed Rodney on the LIPS.
That was the first time they shared a bed for the whole night.
Neither man noticed that they no longer spent their time in the dark. They never spoke of the fact that sometimes they fell into bed and slept, only slept, tangled in each other's arms. They couldn't have said when a bitterl= y spoken 'Sheppard', a furiously snarled 'McKay', turned into a softly spoken 'John', and a quietly murmured 'Rodney'.
One night, buried deep within Rodney's body, the four letter words once again changed. Thrusting rhythmically, pumping in and out of Rodney's heat, so close to orgasm, John cried out the four letter word he couldn't contain= . "MINE" he screamed as he emptied himself into Rodney. "MINE," he repeated softly gazing into laser bright blue eyes.
John watched as Rodney's eyes closed, and in agony and ecstasy, Rodney shuddered through his climax. "Yes, NEED you, John oh NEED you, WANT you so MUCH!"
They stayed apart for almost two weeks after that. Even through the hell of a failed mission and the joy of a successful one, they stayed away from eac= h other. Not in anger or bitterness but in wonder. Wonder and maybe fear for the four-letter word that they had seen shimmering in each other's eyes. Th= e one four-letter word that neither man could utter.
They came together finally in a blaze of lust and madness one night after drinking too much Athosian moonshine and for the first time no words were spoken at all. The next morning, sore and sticky and sated and sad, they sa= t shoulder to shoulder in John's bed.
Not wanting to break the silence, John rose and ran a warm, wet cloth over Rodney's body. Gently he cleaned the evidence of their passion from Rodney. He seemed to find the sight of a clean, damp Rodney irresistible for soon his lips and tongue were following the path of the cloth. Licking, sucking and softly nibbling Rodney's throat, chest, nipples, John trailed a path to Rodney's renewed erection. He almost wished for the darkness as he took Rodney into his mouth and began to suck. Anything to hide the tears he felt welling up in his eyes.
He started slowly, broad strokes of his tongue but as he found his rhythm h= e began bob his head up and down, sucking forcefully. One hand fondled the tight and hard testicles, while he used his other hand to push into Rodney, stroking firmly over his prostate. He could hear his.. lover? moaning in pure pleasure. The pitch rose and John knew Rodney was close.
"JOHN, so GOOD, yes, oh please let me COME. Oh, oh yes..LOVE this John. LOV= E it! MORE..AHH!"
Rodney filled Johns mouth with his seed and then dropped down to fill John'= s mouth with his tongue. They kissed over and over again. Rodney ran his fingers through the tears on John's face and then licked them dry. Meeting hazel-green eyes he continued his words.
"LOVE it John, and I ..I LOVE you. I want you to STAY with me ..always. WAN= T you to LOVE me." Rodney closed his eyes and waited for his judgment. Waited for his punishment for uttering these new four-letter words.
He felt John slump into his embrace and whisper, "Yes, Rodney, oh yes. Than= k God and thank you. I LOVE you, too. Scares me, but I do. FEEL so much for you. Won't ever leave you, I'll STAY with you..always. LOVE you!"
They fell asleep entwined together, reveling in the new four-letter words that would fill their lives. HOPE instead of FEAR, LOVE rather than HATE.
They both decided, when they were once again capable of coherent thought, that there was a hell of a lot to be said for a relationship built on four-letter words!