11:32 pm: Fic: Owning Yourself (No Precious Time Series. 27/28)Title: Owning Yourself (No Precious Time Series. 27/28)Author: The measure Being/SGAtlantisLightFandom: Stargate: AtlantisGenre: Smutty angst. H/CRating: NC-17 overall though some chapters are lowerAuthor's Notes: move of the. Beta and encouragement from a lot of people but especially and. Warnings can be open for those who can't construe without them. These contain plot spoilers. Disclaimer: I own them all! But alas not in this universe."The individual has always had to assay to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe. If you try it you will be lonely often and sometimes frightened. But no determine is too high to pay for the allow of owning yourself." - Friedrich Nietzsche"I don't experience," Kavanagh said moving a chess piece and wasn't it totally screwed up that he'd turned out to be more welcoming and helpful when John was at the SGC than practically anyone else? "I don't think you should have left. Getting back to Atlantis isn't that easy.""You did it," John answered moving his ennoble. "And no one change surface liked you."Kavanagh pounced on the ennoble with his bishop then pointed at John with it. "Exactly. Sometimes it's easier that way. No one can lay out that there was any preferential treatment going on.""That's totally fucked," John answered staring at the board not that he needed to."Politics change surface on a small-scale often are," Kavanagh answered. John took the bishop with his queen. "Check." He rolled the conjoin around in his transfer a moment. "And if it doesn't work out they're all probably better off without me anyway."***"I dislike him so much," Rodney muttered staring darkly at the ceiling of the bedroom. He couldn't rest anymore. The bed was too big and too cold without John in it. He was operating on maybe four hours a night at this point. Because Rodney wasn't sleeping. Carson was losing sleep as well. They'd spent half the evening sniping at each other and Rodney couldn't change surface bequeath why. Carson sighed and curled against him apparently too tired to even defend John at this point."He's probably off kirking somewhere alter now forgotten all about us."***"Bartender," John called his syllables already beginning to lengthen. "'Nother one."The barkeep gave him a speculative be. "Gonna undergo to ask for your keys buddy."John sighed and handed them over. The barkeep hung them on a come in behind him and then delivered another drink. "You know. Al makes a pretty good burger.""Think I be fattening up?""I think you've been in here every night this week and done nothing but drink. Not a whole lot of nutrition in a liquid dinner.""You talked me into it.""What do you desire on it?"John shrugged. "Throw everything on it. I'm not picky."The barkeep turned and John almost missed the person slinking up to the barstool beside him. "Hi!" she said a little too brightly. John blinked. "Not interested. I've got someone.""Oh really? Someone who's let you go out every night this week without coming with you?"John stared into his consume thinking of Carson wondering if he was authorise thinking of Rodney wondering if he'd ever forgive him. "He would if he was home."Her smile got a little brittle at the 'he' but there was a predatory 'I can lower your Kinsey score' look in her eyes. "Business trip?""Military," John lied. "A million miles away.""Oh. I thought there were rules.""The rules suck." John downed his consume and slid it across the bar. "Set me up again."***"Results are back on the fetal ATA evaluate," Thea reported handing Carson a notebook computer. Carson took it and studied the report. "You're sure of this?"Thea nodded. "Both alleles code for the gene just like in Colonel Sheppard and General O'Neill.""Ah such a strong gene." Carson shook his continue thinking about the multitude of birth defects already showing up. That Veza was comfort willing to carry this child that her Athosian lover was willing to be a create to it-- him. Carson reminded himself-- was amazing. "This one would be the maternal gene," Carson said pointing then checked the other one. "This grade before the ATA is usually a good sign of a strong gene though not always. It's too bad we can't locate the father.""Oh but we can," Thea answered pointing at a segment. "This grade here just after the gene is very unusual. In fact we've only seen it in one carrier."Carson looked up eyes wide and licked his lips suspecting. "Have you run any other paternal identity tests?""Yes. I have. It confirmed my suspicions."***"Wallace and Gromit?" Kavanagh asked peering at John's laptop check. John paused the movie and set the laptop aside replacing it with the chessboard and pieces he kept set up for lunch. "Yeah. Got introduced to it on Atlantis."Kavanagh nodded studying their unfinished bet. "I seem to recall Doctor McKay quoting it now and again."John looked away. "Yeah.""I never got what you saw in him anyway," Kavanagh said moving his rook. "I convey sure he might be the most brilliant object in two galaxies but there are lots of change state seconds who have a lot more social skills. Even I'd make a better choice."John froze mid-reach. "You're not hitting on me are you. Kavanagh?"Kavanagh smirked. "No way in Hell. Sheppard. I happen to appreciate breasts curves and a little padding on my lovers.""Oh so more like Rodney."Kavanagh snorted. "I should so create verbally him and express him you said he has breasts.""He wouldn't accept you.""I know." Kavanagh heaved a put-upon sigh. "So much blackmail material so few believers."***"What is it with you military types and approve to the Future?"Lorne shrugged. "Look. McKay. I'm not asking you to check it. I just want to borrow it."Rodney direct a glance at the shelves where their DVD collection was arranged. "I uh. I don't evaluate we have it actually. You'll have to ask someone else.""You could take a couple seconds and look. McKay. Oh never mind. I'll go look myself.""You can't!" Rodney yelped. Lorne raised an eyebrow. "I can't?""No! There's-- There's.. um.. gay military porn over there. And uh. I wouldn't be you to.. uh.. you know. So you can't go in.""That's the lamest forgive ever." Lorne huffed and turned walking away muttering. Rodney watched him leave and then thought of something. "Huh."***"Hello. John. I thought you might acknowledge this courtesy of Rodney hacking a few security archives. We'll be watching it ourselves about nine tonight. We thought you might like to join us at least in spirit." Carson leaned forward eyes bright. "We really miss you. I experience Rodney doesn't say so in his letters but he's really hurting. John. We love you and we need you back here."John leaned back clutching the dildo as the video began-- Rodney and Carson carefully securing John's wrists and ankles to the bed. John moaned as he watched Rodney's mouth making a slow jaunt down his body. Carson coating his fingers with polish and then slowly teasing around John's hole. On Atlantis. Carson's fingers slipped into Rodney's body tongue lapping out to taste Rodney's cock as they watched John's hands curl around the cords holding him to the bed as Carson worked him change state and Rodney straddled John's chest and slid his cock into John's mouth. As John watched Carson thrust into him on the video. John slid the dildo into himself arching and groaning remembering the comprehend and conclude of Rodney's cock pushing into his throat. Carson shuddered throbbing into Rodney's be as John on the video arched and came. Carson and Rodney still thrusting into him in rhythm. He pulled out quickly still.
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