Posts Tagged McKay/Sheppard

[StargateAtlantis] Kissing when there aren’t words, McKay/Sheppard, NC-17

Posted by blackbirch in Drabbles, Fandom or original, Fandom: Stargate Atlantis, Rated: Adult, Ratings, Size and sort on April 17th, 2009

Title: Kissing when there aren’t words
Rating: Mature/NC-17
Word: 873 words of porn with kisses, pretty much
Notes: Originally posted 2009-04-16, for the mcsmooch community on livejournal, unbetaed

Rodney arched his back into John’s hands and bit his lip not to be so damn loud. It was hard not being loud when John worked him slowly like this, teased him with slow rolls and his hands, holding Rodney tight in the cradle against his hips and thighs. Rodney wanted to curse him out, to tell him to move and harder, but he knew that as soon as he did Sheppard would slow down even more with that smug (evil) grin on his face.
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[Stargate Atlantis] Keeping watch (over you), McKay/Sheppard, G

Posted by blackbirch in Drabbles, Fandom: Stargate Atlantis on January 7th, 2009

Title: Keeping watch (over you)
Rating: for everyone
Word: 546 words and all fluff
Notes: Originally posted today 08-11-13, for the mcsmooch community on livejournal, unbetaed

The trees around him are quiet, barely a soft rustling of leaves and it easens his stance some. Here, in this quiet he’ll easily hear if anyone tries to sneak up on them. Rodney never likes having watch. For once it’s not rooted into his distaste of nature and being uncomfortable. It’s not because of the bugs that always come out at night no matter which planet they’re on. Nor the chill, or the damp mist rolling in that’ll keep him miserable until he’s rolled tight into his sleeping bag trying to build up some warmth again.
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[Stargate Atlantis] Like jello…; McKay/Sheppard, slash, hurt comfort, PG

Posted by blackbirch in Drabbles, Fandom or original, Fandom: Stargate Atlantis, Rated: PG friendly, Ratings, Size and sort on January 7th, 2008

Title: Like jello…
Words: 662 words
Notes: Originally posted 25th May, 2007.
Anything to keep me from being bored and only thinking about my stupid knee and the fact that I’m off on a worktrip on thursday and with this rate I’m going to be the 5th limping wheel this year as well.

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Sheppard ached all over. There wasn’t a spot that wasn’t tender or making that annoying crackling sound that reminds you of the fact that you’re getting old. Getting doubleteamed by Ronon and Teyla was not an idea he was going to pursue anymore, and he’d thought it’d been such a cool idea. Maybe, just maybe McKay was right about him having a hero/suicide complex… It’s just that the idea of he being the only one armed with sticks and then fighting Teyla and Ronon had sounded like a cool idea - he’d have a fighting chance. Except, not so much really. They just let him believe that for a little while until they decided to demonstrate just how damn good they really were at hand to hand combat.
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[Stargate Atlantis] Friday blowjob (sort of untitled); McKay/Sheppard, slash, NC-17

Posted by blackbirch in Fandom or original, Fandom: Stargate Atlantis, Rated: Adult, Ratings, Size and sort, Stories on January 4th, 2008

Blowjob Friday John/Rodney, SGA - bout 1000 words of blowjob pr0n of the McShep variety. Originally posted August 24th, 2007.


Oh God teeth, teeth in tender places … ok, except it doesn’t hurt..

Rodney loosens his fingers, realizing he’d grasped so hard he probably pulled at Johns scalp. But by the groans, muffled and wet, it doesn’t sound like it was painful in a bad way. Huh.

Dragging his nails, scratching the short hairs at John’s neck, ruffling his hair as he tries very hard not to come yet. The teeth had startled him, where he’d been relaxed and slipping slowly down into sweet relaxed wet oblivion, he was now startlingly here. Gripping John’s shoulders as he goes down all the way and noses at Rodney’s crotch, suckling and swallowing around his dick like it’s the easiest thing in the world. Rodney knows it isn’t. He has a wide mouth and can take in a lot but he can’t go as deep as John, which annoys the hell out of him. Cause if John can, why can’t he? Stupid throat reflex.
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[Stargate Atlantis] Smallest pieces; McKay/Sheppard, slash, R

Posted by blackbirch in Drabbles, Fandom or original, Fandom: Stargate Atlantis, Rated: Adult, Ratings, Size and sort on January 4th, 2008

John/Rodney doodle. R rated? 448 words. Originally posted September 19, 2007.

Softest skin against John’s fingers, hands, tongue - smooth and warm. Wet and hot when he’s done with it. Sweet moaning and shifting body beneath his hands, that luscious ass pressed against his hips pushing up - grinding down.

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But there will be no release to be found, not in the sweaty sheets Rodney grinds against nor in the heat and wiry curls against his back.

Teasing, touching, playing. With his nipples, the stretch of his back, fingerprints on his hips and teethmarks on his shoulder. A deep whine escapes from his throat, the air a chill against his sweaty body, knees and thighs shaking as he’s handled into place Read the rest of this entry »

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[Stargate Atlantis] Touch; McKay/Sheppard, slash

Posted by blackbirch in Fandom or original, Fandom: Stargate Atlantis, Rated: PG friendly, Ratings, Wordflow on January 4th, 2008

Originally posted June 7th, 2007.
Words: 197

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Taste like coffee,
on his lips from his tongue.
Stubbleburn still fiery on his lips, cheek and fragile skin below his jaw.

These are the places Rodney kissed.

His arms still feel the warmth of hands,
across his back the ghost of touch gliding up and down,
heat against his skin, sweat mingling as they grind closer.

These are the places Rodney touched and made him feel.

Nipples sore,
marks on his throat, just below the collar.
Above his thigh, in that sweet crease, bruises to be - still red and fresh.

These are the places Rodney marked and made his.

He burrows deep into his pillow and inhales, smelling Rodney;
sweat, aftershave, sex - holding it inside as long as he can.
Until he has to breath and let go.
Hoping that his bed will keep smelling like this, like Rodney, like home.

His voice makes him hard,
angry and demanding or babbling and nervous - doesn’t matter.
It sends shivers down his spine that he has to hide, except Rodney sees.
Now Rodney knows, so he does it again - just to make John break out in goosebumps that he can lick and bite.

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