More Porny Fun!

[thegrrrl2002]

Hmmm, Tuesday porn? mmmchelle and I have indulged ourselves with some more John/Rodney lovin'. Much fun was had in the making of this. *g*



Downtime

by chelle and the grrrl

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"You know what this means, don't you?" John asked as he walked past Rodney, his voice couched so only Rodney could hear it.

Rodney nodded. They'd come back earlier than planned from a mission that had gone better than expected. Rodney knew exactly what that meant--sex. Downtime sex.

John fell into step beside him. "Since we've got some time, would you be able to take a look at my laptop?" he asked in a normal voice.

"I'm the head of the science department, not your personal computer technician."

"And I'm the head of the military, not your personal-- something." John smiled at him. "Please?"

Rodney snorted, as if he was going to say no, especially since he knew John's laptop was working perfectly. But he raised his arm so he could frown fiercely at his watch. "I suppose I could take some time away from making discoveries that will benefit all of mankind, just to make sure you can play solitaire."

"Thank you, Rodney. And it's minesweeper, not solitaire."

They stepped into the transporter, and stepped out a moment later. "Oh, excuse me for getting your intellectual pursuits wrong," Rodney said.

"I'm kind of hurt that you don't remember these things."

"Because maybe I have more important things on my mind than which silly games you like to play?"

John reached his door, opened it, and motioned for Rodney to enter. "For your information, minesweeper is a highly intellectual--"

The door closed shut behind them, and John stopped talking. Or rather Rodney made him stop talking, by taking hold of his jacket, pulling him close, and covering John's mouth with his own.

"Someone's in a hurry," John said with a lopsided grin, when Rodney drew back to take a breath.

"Do you have any idea how hot you were out there?" Rodney kissed him again, his hands still holding onto John's jacket.

"You'll have to tell me what I did so I can do it again."

Rodney shook his head. "No way am I giving you that kind of ammunition."

John slid a hand around to cup his ass. "But then I can do hot things just for you."

"That's the last thing I need. I'm distracted enough already, thank you very much.' Rodney pulled John's jacket from his shoulders. "See, right there, your neck--" he leaned in to kiss the side of John's neck. "Distracting." He tugged the jacket down off of John's arms and dropped it to the floor. "Oh, look, biceps." He lifted one of John's arms, pushed his sleeve up and licked the rounded muscle. "Distracting."

Looking bemused, John leaned in to kiss him, but Rodney cupped his face, holding him still. "Lips," he said, sternly. "Very, very distracting." He tapped John's lips with a finger, and John smiled at him, a startlingly genuine smile. "And that," Rodney sighed, "is even more distracting."

"You want to know what is distracting?" John asked, rubbing Rodney's ass with his hand. "This, this is distracting,"

"That's because you have no concentration."

"You think so, huh?" This time John squeezed.

Rodney nodded and kissed the side of John's neck, again, sucking lightly, savoring the taste of John and skin.

John took a step forward, forcing Rodney to take a step back.

"What are you doing?" Rodney asked, moving just enough to keep his body pressed against John's.

"Shower."

"Good idea."

"I have them on occasion. Now take your clothes off," John ordered, giving Rodney a little push. He pulled his shirt off over his head. "Showering is a lot more effective without clothes."

"Hmm?" Rodney watched as John's naked chest emerged, naked except for the dogtags dangling down the center. Next John toed off his shoes as he unbuckled his belt. It was never going to get old, watching John undress. It still gave him a visceral thrill to see John get naked for him. Especially when John shoved his pants and briefs down to reveal a completely erect cock. The thought "mine" immediately rose to mind, but when Rodney stepped forward, reaching out, John stepped nimbly out of his pants and backed away from him.

"Uh-uh. Clothes, Rodney?" John wagged a finger at him.

"Fine, fine," Rodney muttered, pulling his shirt over his head.

John grinned at him. "You can shower in your clothes if you really want to."

Rodney didn't mention that right now he could care less about showering. Who cared if they were sweaty? All he really wanted was to drop to his knees and take John in his mouth. He forced his eyes away from John's cock. Sometimes it freaked him out, how much he wanted John, wanted to touch him, and suck him, and lose himself in the taste and feel of John.

There wasn't anyone, anywhere like John, except maybe in some alternate universe, one that was really close to theirs, where maybe he and John had started doing this sooner.

Kicking off his shoes, he pushed his pants and boxers to the floor, stepping out of them before looking back at John. John was staring at him, specifically at his cock, a predatory gleam in his eyes.

John took a step toward him and Rodney took a step back. "You are not sucking me."

John's eyes flicked to his face. "Let me get this straight. You don't want me to suck your cock?"

"Shower, remember?" Rodney said, because no way was John sucking him when Rodney had been so disciplined and actually taken his clothes off. "You were the one who insisted."

"It's called foreplay, Rodney."

"And sucking my cock?"

John looked perplexed. "Well, that's kind of like foreplay."

Rodney folded his arms and lifted his chin questioningly.

"Okay, okay, it was just all hard and ready to be sucked," John said. He stared at Rodney's cock again, nodding to himself. "Very ready. And hard. But first, we're showering." He glanced up at Rodney, giving him an approximation of his lazy grin, only Rodney could tell it was a little bit strained. Then he turned and sauntered toward the bathroom.

Rodney didn't follow immediately. Instead he watched John's ass as he walked away, because truly, it was a thing of beauty. When John disappeared into the bathroom, he waited another minute, until he could hear the water running, then went in.

John was standing with his back to the open shower door, water running down his back and shoulders. Rodney's eyes followed the water down, taking in the stretch of John's shoulders, the strong line of his back, the way it narrowed at his hips. And then John's ass, round and muscular...

"You going to join me?" John asked without turning around.

Rodney stepped into the shower, lifting his hands to John's shoulders. "Yes." He squeezed gently, feeling tight muscles under his hands. All the tension John kept so carefully hidden most of the time was there, in the tightness of John's shoulders. Rodney rubbed them, digging in with his thumbs. John groaned and dropped his chin to his chest.

Rodney bent to kiss the back of John's neck, closing his eyes against the spray of warm water. "More?" he asked.

John nodded.

Rodney guided John out from under the water, stepping underneath himself. He picked up the soap and lathered John with long strokes up and down his back. Like a big affectionate cat, John arched into his touch, and Rodney couldn't resist sliding his hand up to the back of John's head and rubbing. John tilted his head into Rodney's hand, and Rodney could see that his eyes were closed, his face lax with contentment. After a moment of rubbing, Rodney went to work on John's shoulders. Warm, soapy skin beneath his hands, hot water pounding on his back and Rodney felt his own body relax. He worked his way down, pressing his thumbs in and kneading the muscles on either side of John's spine. He wasn't sure what he was doing, but apparently whatever it was, he was doing it right, because John was making breathless little noises, barely audible over the running water.

When he reached the curve of John's ass, he curled his hands over the hard muscle, then spread his fingers wide and, pressing hard, slid them up John's back. He reached John's shoulders and with a sigh John leaned against him, sudsy back pressed to Rodney chest. He took Rodney's hands in his and rubbed his cheek against Rodney's.

Rodney closed his eyes and just held him, enjoying the feel of John in his arms. John seemed to be enjoying it too, since he didn't move. Yeah, okay, the shower hadn't been a bad idea.

John opened Rodney's hands, pressing them against his belly. "I'm still dirty," he whispered.

"I don't think I can clean your mind with soap," Rodney whispered back.

"You like my dirty mind," John said, guiding Rodney's hand up his chest.

"Yes, yes, I do," Rodney conceded, "although I like your dirty body more."

"Are you saying you just want me for my body?"

"Yes."

"I'm okay with that." John guided Rodney's hand across his chest, brushing Rodney's fingertips across a nipple.

Rodney tweaked his nipple before retrieving the bar of soap. He began washing John's chest and stomach, taking his time to enjoy every inch of John's skin. From his belly up over his ribs to his chest, Rodney circled his finger over John's nipples teasing them to hardness, then nudged John's arms up to slide fingers into his hairy armpits. John laughed, then clasped his hands behind Rodney's head, stretching his long hard body. Rodney liked that, he really liked it and so did his cock, tucked against John's warm, soapy ass. He ran his hands up along the underside of John's upper arms, feeling the curve and stretch of muscle.

He was beginning to think this whole shower thing was the best idea, ever.

"You missed a spot," John said, wiggling his ass against Rodney's hips.

"I did?"

But John was already guiding Rodney's hand down, past his stomach and onto his cock. "Yes, you did."

Rodney closed his hand over John's thick, hard length. "Oh, imagine that." He stroked it, then stroked again.

John trembled, reaching behind to clutch Rodney's hip, urging him to push forward. He did and his cock slid along the groove between John's cheeks. It was a very nice place to be, so he did it again, his hand stroking the length of John's cock.

"Oh, yeah," John muttered, his hand tightening on Rodney's hip.

Rodney laughed softly. "You are so easy."

"You've just got good hands."

"You were ready to blow me, earlier," Rodney reminded him, giving his cock a gentle squeeze, and pushing forward with his hips.

"You've got a good cock, too."

"Good, huh?"

"Mmmm," John said, sounding so lazy and sensual that Rodney had to tighten his hold on John's waist, holding him a little closer as he caressed John's cock and let himself enjoy the feel of John's tight, muscular ass on either side of his cock.

John still had one arm around Rodney's neck, and he stroked the back of it in time with the movements of Rodney's hand and cock. Rodney was beginning to think they should stay like this all day when John turned in his arms, pressing his mouth to Rodney's.

A slow, indolent kiss, with bodies pressed together, cocks snug between them. The soap dropped from Rodney's hand as John's arms circled around him, one hand sliding down over Rodney's ass, the other, hooked around his shoulder. John moved, rippling like water against him, a movement as slow and relaxed as his kiss. Rodney simply held on, soaking John in--the smooth, soapy skin and hairy chest, hard thighs pushing alongside his. Then John slid a finger down the cleft of Rodney's ass.

Rodney whimpered, breaking off the kiss. "Okay, are we done with the foreplay?" He rubbed his cock against John's thigh. "I think we're done."

"Nope." John withdrew his hand. "Not yet."

"Not yet? What do you mean not yet?"

But John was already slipping out of Rodney's grasp. He bent swiftly and picked up the bar of soap. "I mean not yet, I haven't had my turn."

He put a hand on Rodney's chest and pushed until Rodney was of the stream of water, until Rodney's back was against the wall. Being held naked against a wall by an equally naked John Sheppard was the stuff of a lot of people's fantasies. It was certainly the stuff of Rodney's. So he stayed still even when John removed his hand to roll the soap between his hands, covering them with lather. Then he placed his hands on Rodney's shoulders, moving them across Rodney's shoulders a couple of times, before sliding them down Rodney's chest.

Circling Rodney's pecs, he carefully avoided Rodney's nipples, even though Rodney groaned a little and pushed his chest forward.

John smiled, a smile that wasn't quite a smirk, not even John smirked during sex, and slid his hands to Rodney's sides, moving in close enough that he could rub himself against Rodney. Rodney parted his legs, making room for John to move closer.

"Still not done," John said, sliding his hands down along the outside of Rodney's legs.

"You missed a spot," Rodney said and John laughed, leaning in to nip playfully on the bottom of Rodney's ear.

"I'm not done yet."

Somehow managing to keep most of his body in contact with Rodney as he moved, John slipped gracefully to his knees, sliding his hands down to Rodney's calves. He rubbed his cheek against Rodney's thigh, a small still smile playing on his lips. Rodney watched, fascinated, wondering what John was going to do next, whether John was going to tease him until he simply passed out from all the teasing and the wanting and the needing. Rodney's cock was so hard it ached, and John was randomly kissing his way up his thigh now, taking his time, pressing his lips carefully to each area that he had somehow determined needed to be kissed.

"John," Rodney whined. He cupped John's head. "Please."

John, thank god, moved to Rodney's cock, but instead of sucking on it he kissed it.

Rodney groaned.

John kissed it again. Apparently using the same random method of deciding where to kiss that he'd used on Rodney's thigh. Rodney wouldn't be surprised if John had derived some algorithm just for that purpose. Although at the moment he really didn't care how John was deciding where to kiss. He just wanted John to…

Oh, oh, yeah. John's mouth closed around the head of his cock and Rodney groaned at the sheer perfection of it. Warmth and suction and so much pleasure he could feel it in his toes. He pushed his hips forward, trying to be encouraging, and John's mouth slid further down his cock.

He pulled his hips back and John's mouth slid up. With the shower wall behind him, he couldn't move very far, but he didn't need to, because John picked up the rhythm, moving up and down his cock with long, slow strokes.

Rodney clutched at the wall behind him with his free hand, but there was nothing to hold onto so he pressed it flat. Every stroke of John's mouth intensified the pleasure. It was so good, sweet but edged. Rodney didn't want to come, he just wanted to feel this for as long as he could.

John paused with Rodney's cock deep in his mouth, doing something obscenely wonderful with his tongue. Rodney closed his eyes, trying to hold back--god, it felt like his cock was halfway down John's throat. He trembled with the strain of holding back, he wanted to push, he wanted to finish, he wanted to stay there forever.

Then John stroked his hip as he eased back, all the way back, and Rodney moaned again as his cock slid from John's mouth. "Wh--what? Why'd you stop?"

John rose to his feet. "Foreplay, Rodney," he explained.

"Oh," Rodney said, because it was all he could say, because his entire body was on fire, yearning and needing and John was leaning up against him again.

"Plus I got soap in my mouth." John made a face. "I think we need to rinse off."

"Okay. Yes. Okay. Absolutely." Rodney pushed John under the shower spray, and a second later joined him. They were done with the showering, done with the foreplay, and ready for the actual sex, because this foreplay stuff was killing him. He had to kiss John while rinsing off the last of the soap, water pounding down all around them, because John was grinning at him and nothing was more irresistible than John's grin except maybe everything else that John did.

He finally tore himself away to turn the shower off and grab a couple of towels. John stepped out of the shower and Rodney handed him a towel, watching as John rubbed it across his chest. There was a drop of water just above John's nipple and Rodney wondered how long it would take for him to dry John off with his tongue. It couldn't take that long.

John swiped quickly at his arms, legs, and back and then tossed the towel aside. "You're supposed to be drying off," he said, stepping into Rodney's space.

"I like to air dry."

Not bothering to answer, John leaned in and kissed his way slowly up the side of Rodney's neck. Rodney tilted his head to the side, the teasing suction sending pleasure along nerves that seemed to be connected directly to his cock.

"Thought we were done with the foreplay," Rodney said as John drew back.

John smiled at him, warm and charming, but not the charm John used when he wanted something, the other charm, the one that was simply part of who John was. "In good sex the foreplay doesn't stop."

Just the sound of his voice was enough to make Rodney swallow. He could feel the heat radiating from John, even though the only place they were touching was the place where the head of John's cock rested against Rodney's hip. Looking down at it, he lowered himself to his knees and took John in, no preliminaries, no teasing, just his mouth and John's nice, solid cock.

John groaned and Rodney took him in a little deeper, letting John's cock move in and out of him. John moved his hips and that was perfect, John pushing his cock into Rodney and pulling it out, fucking him. Lowering his hands from John's thighs to his own, Rodney looked up at him, their eyes meeting. John must've understood what Rodney wanted because his hands cupped the back of Rodney's head, holding him steady as he rocked his hips. Smooth cock sliding over his lips, the broad head pushing rhythmically against the top of his mouth, and it was perfect, it was everything Rodney ever wanted to be for John.

"Rodney," John whispered, watching through half-closed eyes. He stroked a thumb over Rodney's cheek.

Rodney closed his eyes and sucked, working his tongue on the underside of John's cock, letting John thrust until he trembled and moaned and Rodney could taste the precome leaking from the tip and then--

He ducked his head away from John's hands, letting John's cock fall free from his mouth. Looking up, he saw John glaring down at him, open mouthed and panting. "Foreplay," John finally gasped.

Rodney nodded, unable to resist smiling smugly as he stood.

"You're good at that," John said.

He still looked dazed, so Rodney kissed him, long and slow. "Come on," Rodney said when he finished. "I know where there's a nice little bed, and a big tube of the slippery stuff."

"A bed would be good," John agreed and Rodney had to kiss him again.

He left the bathroom and went straight to the bed, knowing John was behind him. Climbing onto the unmade bed, he pushed the covers out of the way with his feet, and lay back, parting his legs slightly.

John stretched out over him, and Rodney slid his hands up John's sides. He couldn't get enough of touching John, wet or dry. When John kissed his way along Rodney's neck, Rodney arched, pressing his cock against John. Good sex, foreplay, he got it. He really did. Sliding his hands down to John's ass, he pulled John against him.

John groaned.

"Fuck me." Rodney couldn’t wait anymore.

"Lube," John said, kissing him again, before leaning over to open the nightstand and pull out the lube. He shifted back onto his knees, pausing to suck lightly on Rodney's nipple.

"Yes." Rodney pulled his knees up and a moment later John was pushing a slicked-up finger into him. "Yes," he said again. Another finger and he moaned. It was good but it wasn't enough, even when he dug his heels in and pushed into John's hand, forcing his fingers in deeper and oh god he needed to be fucked.

"Okay?" John asked, twisting his fingers around. "Ready? Are you ready?" His voice had a breathless, eager quality, and Rodney realized he wasn't the only one desperate for it.

"What do you think?" Rodney grabbed the pillow from behind his head and tucked it in under his ass before slinging his legs up over John's shoulders.

"I suppose that's a yes." John gave him a quick grin, then withdrew his fingers. He grabbed the lube, and his grin grew self-conscious as it slipped from his fingers. "I just need to--you look really good like this, Rodney--ah, there." He spread a handful of lube onto his cock, then, one hand gripping Rodney's hip, pressed against Rodney's opening.

Rodney tried to lift his hips, but the position wouldn't allow it. "John," he said, urgent, needing. Then John pushed and Rodney groaned, stretching, letting John in, letting John have him. Rodney clutched at his shoulders, and John kept pushing until he was all the way in.

"I think," Rodney said, the words catching on his desire, "I think you should stay in me all the time."

"Might be kind of hard to explore the galaxy from inside your ass."

"Don't care." John pulled back a little and then pushed in again, pressing on Rodney's prostate. "Really, don't care," Rodney breathed.

John moved again, a slightly longer stroke this time, touching Rodney in all of the right places. "What about your Nobel Prize?" John asked, teasing and seductive.

"Don't care."

Another stroke and Rodney's breath caught. A Nobel Prize couldn't compare to this, he was sure of it. Skin on skin, and John moving inside him, looking down at him like Rodney was the most desirable thing he'd ever seen.

John leaned down to kiss him.

"Ow, ow," Rodney said, and John pulled back.

"What's wrong?"

"Legs, not that flexible."

John kissed the side of his leg, just above the ankle and then shifted, helping Rodney to lower it from John's shoulder. Then he did the same with the other leg, kissing that one too.

The change in position made John shift inside him, and the intimacy of the sensation startled Rodney. "Oh," he gasped.

"Oh?"

"It's good," Rodney assured him quickly. John bent again to kiss him, and this time Rodney pushed himself up and met him halfway, licking John's mouth eagerly before falling back down. "Oh god, it's really good."

It was more than good, the sensations from sitting up and now John was moving around, getting into position, hooking his arms under Rodney's knees and then he began to thrust. Rodney reveled in it, being filled up and spread wide open. This was exactly how they should be, how they always should be, John's long cock sliding into him, John panting and clutching at his legs.

"Harder," Rodney insisted, reaching for his own cock.

John made a sound very much like a low growl and complied, staring down at Rodney's hand. "Do it, I want to see," he said.

Rodney jerked himself off with short, fast strokes, finally, finally it was time to come, god, it was so good, all that tension and need letting loose, uncurling from deep inside. It was so good to be fucked, all that heat and friction and John all around him--

He came with a flash of excruciating pleasure, so startling that he couldn't breathe, he just held his wet cock and let the warmth spread over his stomach before gasping air in for a long low moan of pure delight.

"Rodney, Rodney."

He loved it when John said his name like that, like it was some kind of prayer, and he reached out almost blindly, still lost in the pleasure. His hand connected with John's shoulder and he slid along it, then up to John's neck.

John was staring down at him, lips parted, teeth just visible inside them. Then he closed his eyes, thrusting hard. Rodney felt him start to come, felt him push in and let go, and it was almost as good as coming himself.

Still shaking, John shifted again, lowering himself onto Rodney. Rodney hooked his legs around him, determined to keep John inside him for as long as possible. John buried his face in Rodney's neck, his arms sliding under Rodney's shoulders as Rodney hugged him. He could feel John's breath on his neck, still fast and hard.

"Damn, that was good," John muttered.

Rodney squeezed him. "Yes, yes, it was."

"It's always good with you."

The heartfelt tone of John's voice made something go tight in Rodney's chest, and, with his arms and legs, he squeezed John again, even though it caused John's cock to slip from his body.

John grunted, hips twitching, and then relaxed, his body melting into Rodney's. He was warm and heavy but Rodney welcomed the weight and heat. Unhooking his ankles, he slid his legs down, stretching them out on either side of John. "We're a mess," he said, mindful of the sweat and come smeared between them.

John raised his head, eyes sleepy. "I know," he said proudly.

Rodney ran his hand over John's head, messing the more-disheveled-than-usual hair even further. "We'll need another shower."

"Oh, no." John's eyes widened with mock despair.

"You're the one who likes them so much."

"Only when I have the right company." John smiled, lazy and content, and John needed to smile like that all the time.

"So you don't enjoy showering alone."

"Do you?"

"When I shower alone I stay clean."

John nuzzled his neck, and then kissed it lightly.

"But you know," Rodney added, lifting his chin and making more of his neck available in case John decided to continue the kissing, "being clean is overrated."

"Depends on how you got dirty," John said, nuzzling some more.

"Good point."

"I have them from time to time," John said with slight push of his hips.

"Seems a bit soft to me."

"It'll get pointier."

"Yes, it will." And if it didn't get pointier on its own, Rodney was pretty sure he could make it pointier.

Comments

[inthekeyofd.livejournal.com]

OMFG!!!

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday..hey all the days of the week porn, it's all good.

Damn, damn, damn, where in the hell do I begin, really, I mean this snagged me..

They'd come back earlier than planned from a mission that had gone better than expected. Rodney knew exactly what that meant--sex. Downtime sex.

This part, you know how I love distractions and I love the way Rodney points them out!!

"See, right there, your neck--" he leaned in to kiss the side of John's neck. "Distracting." He tugged the jacket down off of John's arms and dropped it to the floor. "Oh, look, biceps." He lifted one of John's arms, pushed his sleeve up and licked the rounded muscle. "Distracting."

Looking bemused, John leaned in to kiss him, but Rodney cupped his face, holding him still. "Lips," he said, sternly. "Very, very distracting." He tapped John's lips with a finger, and John smiled at him, a startlingly genuine smile. "And that," Rodney sighed, "is even more distracting."

And please, I just love this line, because it cracked me the hell up--
"Plus I got soap in my mouth."

*dead*

And can I just say this, I had to answer the phone here, and almost laughed in the person's face..and I don't care, because this was just so damn good.

You all must write together again, and uhmm..soon. Great as individual writers, perfect, but together, damn you really are they dynamic duo!!!!

[thegrrrl2002.livejournal.com]

Thank you! As for the soap, that's definitely a hazard with shower sex. *g* I figured someone would end up with a bad taste in their mouth.

Literally speaking, that is. *g*

[http://users.livejournal.com/_inbetween_/]

Distracting in a good way. You did goooood again. This shower scene managed to be original and make me want to stay (well, basically to have John in my arms like that, the only cat to enjoy water). In good sex the foreplay doesn't stop, with both words and actions continuing to convey emotions, sensations.

[thegrrrl2002.livejournal.com]

Thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed our self-indulgence. I just love the thought of them warm and soapy, and John just being so relaxed....::sighs::

[spikedluv]

Wonderful fic! You ladies write the most beautifully hot and sweet smut ever! Loved so many lines, but I just chose one to share, because John was grinning at him and nothing was more irresistible than John's grin except maybe everything else that John did.

[mmmchelle.livejournal.com]

That was one of Grrrl's lines. She really outdid herself with this fic, all those wonderful images, like John stretching like a cat in Rodney's arms, came from her.

I'm so glad you enjoyed the story.

[scarletts-awry.livejournal.com]

*gah*

I like Tuesday porn. Tuesday porn is a really really good idea.

Usually I don't like a lot of cute in my porn, but you two do it so damn well I'm gonna be walking around with a big smile on my face the rest of the day.

...and people are gonna ask me what I'm smiling about and I'm gonna have to lie and it's all your fault...

[thegrrrl2002.livejournal.com]

Hee, we made you like cute. *g*

Hopefully, we are just portraying the cuteness that already exists with them. They're both so damn adorable.

Thank you!

[reginabellatrix.livejournal.com]

Ooooh... John'nRodneyShowerForeplay! Tuesday morning porn is a fine fine thing.

[thegrrrl2002.livejournal.com]

*g* Thank you! Tuesdays need something to liven them up, don't they?

[slashybits.livejournal.com]

John opened Rodney's hands, pressing them against his belly. "I'm still dirty," he whispered.

"I don't think I can clean your mind with soap," Rodney whispered back.
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Bwaha!

Loved how Rodney listed all the distractions, and the banter and...well everything really.

What a lovely bedtime story for me, So glad I checked my LJ before logging off ;)

[thegrrrl2002.livejournal.com]

Hee! That line was chelle's, and it's one of my favorites, too. Made me laugh out loud when I read it. Very dirty, indeed.

Glad you enjoyed the fic!

[20thcenturyvole.livejournal.com]

*mutter* *gurgle* *thud*

Nono, don' worry 'bout me. 'm just gonna lie here awhile and... hhyeah...

[thegrrrl2002.livejournal.com]

::giggles::

::covers you with blanket::

[wychwood]

Oh, *lovely*. I do enjoy your (plural) writing so very much. And as so often, it's not just about the porn - though that's definitely hot. It's the *tenderness*, the care they have for each other. This - it's so much of what I want from fanfic, the simple affection between the characters.

Plus, the humour! Teasing each other, and the way they talk, and just everything. And the way it isn't perfect - that John gets soap in his mouth, and Rodney can't bend his legs far enough... Because yes, they aren't either of them as young and flexible as they might be :) Your John and Rodney are totally believable for me, as a couple, and as continuations of the canon characters. And I just adore them both.

because no way was John sucking him when Rodney had been so disciplined and actually taken his clothes off

I can almost hear Rodney's hurt tone of voice in this :) It's hilarious.

Instead he watched John's ass as he walked away, because truly, it was a thing of beauty.

And again, I can imagine him doing that. It's probably true, as well *g*

John moved, rippling like water against him, a movement as slow and relaxed as his kiss.

I *love* this line. Such a lovely image, and very evocative.

because John was grinning at him and nothing was more irresistible than John's grin except maybe everything else that John did.

...yup, sounds about right. I love how much Rodney just watches John.

[thegrrrl2002.livejournal.com]

Oh, thank you so much! I'm so glad the love and affection came through. And very flattered that it felt so much in character. We had great fun with it. Writing with chelle is always a pleasure!

And Rodney really does watch John a lot, doesn't he? I really love how they always make faces at each other during briefings. So cute. *g*

[not-sally.livejournal.com]

You guys should never stop writing.

[thegrrrl2002.livejournal.com]

LOL! Thank you. I don't think we will, not anytime soon, at least. These guys are just way too much fun.

[reedfem.livejournal.com]

Wow, that was a nice distraction on my sewing break.

Y'all get real quiet and then, boom, unleash your stealth porn attacks. Very sensual, but still they have fun. I should have sex like this. Why don't I have sex like this? ::pouts::

It's a keeper. They all are.

::big smoochies and porny pics::

[mmmchelle.livejournal.com]

unleash your stealth porn attacks.

::giggles::

Stealth porn attacks, I like that.

We should all have sex like that, except for the soap in your mouth part. /g/

[mcalex22.livejournal.com]

Love the story! Can never go wrong with hot pr0ny sex!

Great work... hehehe, this kind of fic always grabs my attention and holds it! Love the jibe about minesweeper.

Wow! Thanks for writing and sharing it with us. I always love both your stories.

[mmmchelle.livejournal.com]

Thank you! And no, you can never go wrong with hot porny sex. Especially with Grrrl as a writing partner.

I'm glad we were able to hold your attention. /g/

[desala.livejournal.com]

My gosh, you two write some of the best porn, you guys should definitely write more often, this story just oozes sensuality and sexiness. It definitely made my afternoon. :)

[mmmchelle.livejournal.com]

I'm glad we were able to brighten your afternoon. I'm sure Grrrl and I will write more porn together, because we can't seem to help ourselves. It always starts innocently enough. This time we were actually talking about an icon, but then somehow the conversation ends up in porn territory. /g/

Thank you for the feedback.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_minxy_/]

He was beginning to think this whole shower thing was the best idea, ever.

I'm beginning to think he is absolutely right.

*guh*

Thanks!

[thegrrrl2002.livejournal.com]

Hee!

You're very welcome, and thank *you*!

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

This fic was wonderfully hot and sensual, but what I liked best about it was the intimacy between the boys. They're so easy and open with each other - like John with his honest, true smiles - yet still snarky. Excellent.

[thegrrrl2002.livejournal.com]

Thank you, that's really so lovely to hear! I'm glad we hit the right notes there--I love the thought of them having quiet, intimate times together, and still being playful about it.

They're fun. *g*

[oxoniensis.livejournal.com]

Ah, Tuesday porn is a good thing. Very good indeed, especially when it manages to be both hot and cute. *nods emphatically*

[thegrrrl2002.livejournal.com]

Thank you! I think we need Every Day of the Week Porn. *g*

Glad you enjoyed!

[kimberlite.livejournal.com]

Yay foreplay!

then nudged John's arms up to slide fingers into his hairy armpits. John laughed, then clasped his hands behind Rodney's head, stretching his long hard body

Okay, I have a total weakness for John laughing and all stretched out against Rodney. Major guh.

[thegrrrl2002.livejournal.com]

Hee. Love the icon. I so can't wait for that ep. *g*

And thank you for the feedback. I love the idea of John all relaxed and laughing, too. He needs to do more of that.

[jenlev.livejournal.com]

heh heh heh: ""Thank you, Rodney. And it's minesweeper, not solitaire.""

and *gug*. ;)

i love the moment when john is perplexed. hee!

ps. indolent is a great word. i'm just sayin'. *bg*

[thegrrrl2002.livejournal.com]

Sweetie! Thank you. Of course John would be playing minesweeper. It just seems like such a John kind of thing.

When he's not being perplexed by Rodney.

So damn cute!

I'm glad you liked.

[laitaine]

Now this? This was distracting. And oh so hot. I loved this so much, it was so intense and so cute. I love the intimacy between the two of them, they're so open with each other, even as they snark.

"I'm still dirty," he whispered.
"I don't think I can clean your mind with soap," Rodney whispered back.

And that made me giggle. I really needed this today - thank you.

[thegrrrl2002.livejournal.com]

*g* Aw, thank you, I'm so glad you liked! And I loved that line, too, it was chelle's, and I giggled out loud when I saw it, too.

[lamardeuse.livejournal.com]

Ummm..sorry, I've misplaced my brain. I know it was around here someplace...

*feels around*

*finds puddle of goo*

*glares at chelle and the grrrl*

[thegrrrl2002.livejournal.com]

::giggles::

We're so sorry. Really, we are. ::sweeps up goo::

[monanotlisa.livejournal.com]

A good-night ficlet -- aw, you shouldn't have! & ;-)

::right-click-save-as::

Seen my latest icon batch yet?

[thegrrrl2002.livejournal.com]

Oh, hey, icons! *g* I didn't have a chance to peek at them earlier. Cool! I like them all, a lot. Especially cool that you got John and Rodney together in most of them, and made it really work. Particularly in the one you just used--looking around and being all cute. There's a real feeling of movement to them all, too, which is quite nifty.

[zoerayne]

Mmmmm, Tuesday porn. Just what my Tuesday was missing. Yes.

Lovely imagery, with John stretching against Rodney in the shower, and...just guh.

Thank you.

[thegrrrl2002.livejournal.com]

Thank *you*! I'm glad you liked it.

I think every day should be a porn day.

[wickedwords.livejournal.com]

Oh. yum! I so needed this tonight. Hot and playful and fun, just the way I like them. ;)

[thegrrrl2002.livejournal.com]

Now that's a coincidence, that's just how I like them, too. *g* And I suspect, chelle does also.

So glad you enjoyed it!

[sffan.livejournal.com]

Very, very, very nice.

[thegrrrl2002.livejournal.com]

*g* Thank you!

[stellahobbit.livejournal.com]

When the two of you write together, I go into a big gibbery heap.

*loves on the fabulous authors*

[thegrrrl2002.livejournal.com]

::soaks up the love::

Wonderful. *g*

Thank you, darling!

[ruggerdavey.livejournal.com]

That was hot hot hot. I really enjoyed how you still had them so intimate and teasing it a fic that was supposed to be all about the porn...which made it my favorite kind of porn, so yay.

[thegrrrl2002.livejournal.com]

Thank you muchly! I'm glad we hit the right notes with this, it's just so fun to have them relaxed and together and just enjoying each other. It is my favorite kind of porn, too.