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Title: Payback
Author:Chaps1870
Pairing: McKay/Beckett
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Dr. Beckett gets some payback of his own.
Disclaimer: If they were mine…the fun I could have!
Pay back
He lay in bed totally numb from the waist up, unable to move and barely able to talk. Every time he tried to speak it came out mumbled and slurred like he’d just taken a mega dose of Novocain. Carson and Sheppard found it amusing and Rodney closed his eyes wearily after the first hour of teasing. He taken the Wraith blast full in his face and the effects had yet to wear off. It was frustrating enough not to be able to talk, but not being able to move his upper body was beginning to make him feel claustrophobic.
His body broke out in a sweat as the anxiety built but he couldn’t even reach for the call button to summon help. It was late judging by the lack of activity in the room and the low lighting. Thankfully his legs still had the majority of feeling in them and he tried to leverage himself out of bed. After several minutes of maneuvering, his legs were dangling off the bed and he was helplessly staring up at the ceiling. Even worse, all the moving had displaced his gown and he was fully exposed to anyone who cared to look.
When he thought it couldn’t get any worse, Dr. Beckett’s voice broke through his misery, “Rodney, what do ya think yer doin’?”
Embarrassed, Rodney spoke caustically, “I was hoping I could tempt you.” It came out garbled but Carson was already a hand at deciphering him.
“Well you’ve done a mighty fine job of it.” Grabbing his patient under the arms, Dr. Beckett helped him back on the bed, “I wouldn’t want someone taking advantage of you.”
“Thanks, although I doubt there is much chance of that happening.” sneered McKay.
“Oh I dunno, it’s a fair package ya got there.”
“Do you mind?” Rodney blushed. “I’m kind of helpless here.”
Carson looked at him curiously, “Aye, I can see that. So you wouldn’t be able to do much if I were to do this.” His hand reached out and cupped Rodney’s heavy sac in his hand.
Rodney squirmed under his touch and moaned, “Carson. This is unfair.”
“Aye, kind of like when ya had me pinned in the shower this mornin’!” His finger strayed to Rodney’s hard shaft and he lightly traced the vein on the underside until his lover was wiggling his hips for more. “Do ya like that do ya?”
“Oh god…don’t stop!”
Taking Rodney’s distended flesh in his hand, he used the moisture gathered at the tip to lubricate his motions. Rodney lay with his head thrown back and his eyes closed, enjoying Carson’s ministrations. It was very erotic to watch and Carson’s hand found his own aching need as he pumped Rodney to completion. Unable to move his hips enough to arch against the growing need, Rodney whimpered, “Harder, please Carson… faster.”
Rodney’s pleas always had a way of sparking fire in him and Carson felt the burn begin. His hands work faster and he came hard, “Oh bloody crap!!”
Carson’s release and heavy breath sent Rodney over the edge and he shuddered with his own release. He wanted to badly to move, to reach for Carson as he lay against his shoulder completely relaxed, but his arms were dead weight. As before, the anxiety began to build. His heart rate increased and his breathing sped up as he fought to control the fear.
Lifting off of Rodney, Carson frowned at him, “What is it? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” cried Rodney, trying to shake his head to hide how distraught he was feeling.
With a hand on Rodney’s chest, Carson said worriedly, “Yer shaking. Tell me, luv.”
Rodney’s voice shook as he spoke, “Can’t move… need to move.”
“Oh luv, it’s the claustrophobia isn’t it? Come on lets sit ya up then.” Relying on Carson, Rodney slumped into his shoulder, and took a deep breath to calm his nerves. It wasn’t much improvement over lying on his back, but it seemed to take away the edge. The doctor grasped Rodney’s neck and pulled him even closer as he whispered softly, “Is that better?”
“Thanks,” sighed Rodney, letting himself relax in Carson’s embrace. He began to drift off and he felt himself being lowered to the bed. Startled awake, Rodney begged with his eyes, “Don’t go!”
Carson cupped his cheek, “Shh…I’m not leavin’. Get some rest.”
Drifting into sleep, Rodney mumbled, “I owe you for that last one.”
Chuckling, Carson smiled warmly as Rodney’s breathing evened out in sleep and he whispered softly, “Aye, I’ll be lookin’ forward to it, luv.”
Author:Chaps1870
Pairing: McKay/Beckett
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Dr. Beckett gets some payback of his own.
Disclaimer: If they were mine…the fun I could have!
Pay back
He lay in bed totally numb from the waist up, unable to move and barely able to talk. Every time he tried to speak it came out mumbled and slurred like he’d just taken a mega dose of Novocain. Carson and Sheppard found it amusing and Rodney closed his eyes wearily after the first hour of teasing. He taken the Wraith blast full in his face and the effects had yet to wear off. It was frustrating enough not to be able to talk, but not being able to move his upper body was beginning to make him feel claustrophobic.
His body broke out in a sweat as the anxiety built but he couldn’t even reach for the call button to summon help. It was late judging by the lack of activity in the room and the low lighting. Thankfully his legs still had the majority of feeling in them and he tried to leverage himself out of bed. After several minutes of maneuvering, his legs were dangling off the bed and he was helplessly staring up at the ceiling. Even worse, all the moving had displaced his gown and he was fully exposed to anyone who cared to look.
When he thought it couldn’t get any worse, Dr. Beckett’s voice broke through his misery, “Rodney, what do ya think yer doin’?”
Embarrassed, Rodney spoke caustically, “I was hoping I could tempt you.” It came out garbled but Carson was already a hand at deciphering him.
“Well you’ve done a mighty fine job of it.” Grabbing his patient under the arms, Dr. Beckett helped him back on the bed, “I wouldn’t want someone taking advantage of you.”
“Thanks, although I doubt there is much chance of that happening.” sneered McKay.
“Oh I dunno, it’s a fair package ya got there.”
“Do you mind?” Rodney blushed. “I’m kind of helpless here.”
Carson looked at him curiously, “Aye, I can see that. So you wouldn’t be able to do much if I were to do this.” His hand reached out and cupped Rodney’s heavy sac in his hand.
Rodney squirmed under his touch and moaned, “Carson. This is unfair.”
“Aye, kind of like when ya had me pinned in the shower this mornin’!” His finger strayed to Rodney’s hard shaft and he lightly traced the vein on the underside until his lover was wiggling his hips for more. “Do ya like that do ya?”
“Oh god…don’t stop!”
Taking Rodney’s distended flesh in his hand, he used the moisture gathered at the tip to lubricate his motions. Rodney lay with his head thrown back and his eyes closed, enjoying Carson’s ministrations. It was very erotic to watch and Carson’s hand found his own aching need as he pumped Rodney to completion. Unable to move his hips enough to arch against the growing need, Rodney whimpered, “Harder, please Carson… faster.”
Rodney’s pleas always had a way of sparking fire in him and Carson felt the burn begin. His hands work faster and he came hard, “Oh bloody crap!!”
Carson’s release and heavy breath sent Rodney over the edge and he shuddered with his own release. He wanted to badly to move, to reach for Carson as he lay against his shoulder completely relaxed, but his arms were dead weight. As before, the anxiety began to build. His heart rate increased and his breathing sped up as he fought to control the fear.
Lifting off of Rodney, Carson frowned at him, “What is it? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” cried Rodney, trying to shake his head to hide how distraught he was feeling.
With a hand on Rodney’s chest, Carson said worriedly, “Yer shaking. Tell me, luv.”
Rodney’s voice shook as he spoke, “Can’t move… need to move.”
“Oh luv, it’s the claustrophobia isn’t it? Come on lets sit ya up then.” Relying on Carson, Rodney slumped into his shoulder, and took a deep breath to calm his nerves. It wasn’t much improvement over lying on his back, but it seemed to take away the edge. The doctor grasped Rodney’s neck and pulled him even closer as he whispered softly, “Is that better?”
“Thanks,” sighed Rodney, letting himself relax in Carson’s embrace. He began to drift off and he felt himself being lowered to the bed. Startled awake, Rodney begged with his eyes, “Don’t go!”
Carson cupped his cheek, “Shh…I’m not leavin’. Get some rest.”
Drifting into sleep, Rodney mumbled, “I owe you for that last one.”
Chuckling, Carson smiled warmly as Rodney’s breathing evened out in sleep and he whispered softly, “Aye, I’ll be lookin’ forward to it, luv.”
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