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Why not post some of my WIPs? This one is pretty close to abandoned.
The Best of All Possible Worlds
or The Skanky Irresistable AU
The genesis of the story was "what would happen if John was imprisoned until he got better, and Lucious made good on his threats?", which lead into a whole world of John as Atlantis's sex slave, and, well, while everyone's very happy about it (in that whole "it was good that you done that, Lucious. Real good." way), it's got subtextual ickyness throughout.
Course, I never did get it written. I did this one scene and sorta squicked myself out. Elizabeth/Teyla, John/Lucious, and a wedding. Mature rated, I think.
Elizabeth may have been Lucious's seventh wife, but John was to be his eighth. Teyla and Elizabeth giggled at him as they dressed him in form fitting shirt and tight, tight pants, running their hands over his back chest and arms as they did.
"Lucious is an incredible lover," Elizabeth said with a bright, happy smile.
"He is," Teyla agreed, and turned to kiss Elizabeth. "Plus he has brought us together."
Carson settled the wreath of flowers on John's hair and sighed wistfully. "You make a lovely bride."
Blushing, John ducked his head. He'd always been bad at this sort of thing, but Lucious just filled something inside of himself that he'd never know had existed. He flushed hot and cold around him, and was hardly able to stand being away from him for more than an hour. Going off-world was tortured, and John rushed the team through their missions as quickly as possible, just to get back to Lucious's bed.
And now, everyone was gathering in the gate room, waiting for the big event.
Rodney and Radek had hooked Katie Brown's keyboard into the sound system, and the gate room crowd fell silent as she struck up the wedding march when John stepped into the room. Lucious was already there, and just looking at him made John's heart beat faster. Why had he ever been so suspicious of such a warm and wise man?
"Oh, that's good Katie, thank you," Lucious said, after she had gotten a third of the way through the march. "We don't want to hold everyone up, do we? The kitchen staff has to get the reception going and everything."
Tucking her head down slightly, a small frown ghosting her lips, Katie folded her hands in her lap and the room feel silent, other than the almost-audible sensation of presence that surrounded Lucious.
"Come on, come on, hurry it up here," Lucious said eagerly, beckoning John with one meaty hand before rubbing them together. "I've always loved my wedding days, but the nights are better." He clicked his tongue and leered suggestively at Ronon, who smiled back.
John walked as careful as possible down the stairs, Atlantis lighting his way. The black suit he wore had been tailored for him from the remnants of civilian clothes that the whole expedition had donated to him; no one wanted Lucious to think badly of John by having him wear his old Atlantis uniform on such a wonderful day..
When he stood before Lucious, Teyla and Elizabeth beamed at him as John sunk to his knees at Lucious side. Immediately, Lucious tugged on John's hair, pulling him tight to his thigh, letting John catch a strong whiff of his masculinity. John whimper slightly at the smell, and nuzzled Lucious's thigh, feeling his cock harden. Oh god, he wanted this, wanted it so bad. He didn't care that he'd had to resign from the Air Force for this. He could still fly puddlejumpers and live at Lucious side. Lucious would never send him away.
"You want to suck my cock, don't you John?" Lucious said, playing with John's hair.
"Is it that obvious?"
"Yeah, but that's okay. After we get done with this," He gestured at the gate room. "I think I'm gonna let you. Maybe at the reception?" He asked hesitantly.
John nodded back, a shy smile around his lips. "Sounds like a plan."
movies_michelleWhy not post some of my WIPs? This one is pretty close to abandoned.
The Best of All Possible Worlds
or The Skanky Irresistable AU
The genesis of the story was "what would happen if John was imprisoned until he got better, and Lucious made good on his threats?", which lead into a whole world of John as Atlantis's sex slave, and, well, while everyone's very happy about it (in that whole "it was good that you done that, Lucious. Real good." way), it's got subtextual ickyness throughout.
Course, I never did get it written. I did this one scene and sorta squicked myself out. Elizabeth/Teyla, John/Lucious, and a wedding. Mature rated, I think.
Elizabeth may have been Lucious's seventh wife, but John was to be his eighth. Teyla and Elizabeth giggled at him as they dressed him in form fitting shirt and tight, tight pants, running their hands over his back chest and arms as they did.
"Lucious is an incredible lover," Elizabeth said with a bright, happy smile.
"He is," Teyla agreed, and turned to kiss Elizabeth. "Plus he has brought us together."
Carson settled the wreath of flowers on John's hair and sighed wistfully. "You make a lovely bride."
Blushing, John ducked his head. He'd always been bad at this sort of thing, but Lucious just filled something inside of himself that he'd never know had existed. He flushed hot and cold around him, and was hardly able to stand being away from him for more than an hour. Going off-world was tortured, and John rushed the team through their missions as quickly as possible, just to get back to Lucious's bed.
And now, everyone was gathering in the gate room, waiting for the big event.
Rodney and Radek had hooked Katie Brown's keyboard into the sound system, and the gate room crowd fell silent as she struck up the wedding march when John stepped into the room. Lucious was already there, and just looking at him made John's heart beat faster. Why had he ever been so suspicious of such a warm and wise man?
"Oh, that's good Katie, thank you," Lucious said, after she had gotten a third of the way through the march. "We don't want to hold everyone up, do we? The kitchen staff has to get the reception going and everything."
Tucking her head down slightly, a small frown ghosting her lips, Katie folded her hands in her lap and the room feel silent, other than the almost-audible sensation of presence that surrounded Lucious.
"Come on, come on, hurry it up here," Lucious said eagerly, beckoning John with one meaty hand before rubbing them together. "I've always loved my wedding days, but the nights are better." He clicked his tongue and leered suggestively at Ronon, who smiled back.
John walked as careful as possible down the stairs, Atlantis lighting his way. The black suit he wore had been tailored for him from the remnants of civilian clothes that the whole expedition had donated to him; no one wanted Lucious to think badly of John by having him wear his old Atlantis uniform on such a wonderful day..
When he stood before Lucious, Teyla and Elizabeth beamed at him as John sunk to his knees at Lucious side. Immediately, Lucious tugged on John's hair, pulling him tight to his thigh, letting John catch a strong whiff of his masculinity. John whimper slightly at the smell, and nuzzled Lucious's thigh, feeling his cock harden. Oh god, he wanted this, wanted it so bad. He didn't care that he'd had to resign from the Air Force for this. He could still fly puddlejumpers and live at Lucious side. Lucious would never send him away.
"You want to suck my cock, don't you John?" Lucious said, playing with John's hair.
"Is it that obvious?"
"Yeah, but that's okay. After we get done with this," He gestured at the gate room. "I think I'm gonna let you. Maybe at the reception?" He asked hesitantly.
John nodded back, a shy smile around his lips. "Sounds like a plan."
