Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Notes: For kink bingo. I don't own anything, not even my car. For alainia . Hope this is ok!
Pairing: John Sheppard/Evan Lorne
Word count: 649
Square: Genital torture
John slouched as he sat in his chair, glancing at Lorne as the man went over their collective paperwork. “So, if I asked you to do something weird, what would it cost me?”
“Something weird, Sir?” Evan echoed, raising his eyebrow.
“Yeah, something weird,” John repeated vaguely.
“There are a lot of weird things, Sir. Could you be more specific, please?” Evan asked as he started signing his signature.
“Well, this one is extra weird,” John pointed out.
“I’ve gathered that, Sir,” Evan countered.
John grinned at him.
“I hate it when you get that look on your face, Sir.”
“I know. That’s why I’m grinning. But this is a special thing, Lorne. It’s really…. I don’t know anyone else I could trust with this.”
“That sounds really serious, Sir,” Evan said, looking up at him in concern. “Please don’t tell me that you’ve got cancer and need me to shoot you.”
“I-“ John started then looked at him. “What the hell? Have you thought about this?”
“I don’t know if I should answer this truthfully, Sir, considering I have a performance review in two days.”
“Oooh, so you do.”
“Don’t, Sir. Don’t you dare use that for whatever weird request you have,” Evan told him.
“Oh, alright,” John said with a pout. “But yes, back to the important stuff. I have a weird request.”
Evan looked at him and sighed gently. “What is it?”
“Are you aware of sounding?”
“Yes, when you- Oh. Oh God, Sir. Really?”
“Yes. I want someone I can trust, someone who won’t… you know, mess me up. I thought of you immediately.”
“You know this is sexual harassment, right?”
“Oh, like I don’t know what you and the Botanist do on Thursday.”
Evan blushed. “When do you want to do this?”
Evan frowned at him and nodded. “You’re a fucker, Sir.”
“I know. But is this… Are you ok with this?”
Evan nodded. “John… Seriously. It’s fine. I’m glad that you’re coming to me.”
John smiled at him and nodded, getting up and leaving the room.
John lay down on his bed, comfortable and waiting impatiently for Evan. He looked towards the door as Evan entered and started stripping his clothing off.
“I told David. He means a lot to me, Sir. And he understands what this is between us,” he told him.
“I know. Thanks. Seriously, Evan… Thank you. Cam thanks you too.”
“We need to get together again.”
Evan sat on the bed, nude as he grabbed the tools and gently gripped John’s cock after he prepped the rod. He gently slipped the rod into his dick, letting it slide into his urethra.
John hisses, panting gently as he felt it slide down, trying not to move too much. He felt Evan adjust slightly as it went further down, making him feel like he was going to explode.
John noticed Evan smiling at him.
“Are you ok, nothing hurting?” Evan asked, gently cupping his friend’s dick.
“I’m definitely ok. Jesus Fuck,” John panted out as his eyes rolled back into his head.
Once the sound had gone all the way down, Evan kept a watch over John, making sure it didn’t hurt him.
“Ok… Ok! I can’t handle anymore…”
Evan nodded. “I’ll get started on taking it out. Just relax… take it easy,” he soothed, gripping John’s dick and gently sliding it out, not rushing. He adjusted it again and slipped it out as John shuddered, coming with a burst.
Evan grinned at him, using a towel to clean them both up. “Feel better, Sir?”
“Yeah. I owe you one,” John said as he lay on his bed, completely limp.
“I’ll remind you when I get leave time.”
“Asshole,” John told him.
“I learned from the best, Sir. Have a good evening,” Evan told him, pulling on his clothing and leaving his bed.