Atlantis Orgies

FIC: Error, Error: Deviation

Sun, 01 Jun 2008 17:54:59 GMT

Title: Error, Error: Deviation
Chapter: 1/?
Pairing: Sheppard/McKay, team OT4
Rating: M 15+, no actual smut (yet)
Summary: John, John Sheppard was screaming silently at them from the screen, blood trailing down his face. Only he was very, very wrong. Rodney saw it straight away, something dark around the eyes, desperation, and more than that, an ice-cold rage that seemed to promise painful punishment for those people on the other end.
Word Count:~ 8 000
Warning: AU!team colliding with the canon team, OT4, Wraith Queen sexual manipulation, slight hints of meta-fic.
Disclaimer: Stargate: Atlantis, characters, colon and all, does not belong to me.

Link: The sirens rang out.

Cross-posted, apologies for any inconvenience.

Sun, 06 Nov 2005 02:41:24 GMT

Title: Private Porn Olympics
Author: Severusslave
Rating: NC17
Pairings: Sheppard/McKay, Heightmeyer/OFC
Words: 3840
Note: + Written for jo_zed_pee_em as comment porn here: THREAD

+ This is porn. Foursome porn. Well, later on.

Private Porn Olympics
Disciplines:
Self-pleasure, twosome, threesome, orgy, het, gay and lesbian sex.

*clears throat* Alright! *wiggles fingers*

( Private Porn Olympics 1 - Self-pleasure // John )
( Private Porn Olympics 2 - Twosome. Het. // John & Kate )
( Private Pron Olympics 3 - Threesome. Lesbian. // John, Kate & her girlfriend )
( Private Porn Olympics 4 - Gay // John & Rodney )
( Private Porn Olympics 5 - Orgy // John, Rodney, Kate & her girlfriend )
( The picture. NC17 )

fic rec

Sun, 30 Oct 2005 00:58:08 GMT

Puddle-Jumping by libra_traveller.

A rather unique look at team!sex. :)

admin notice

Thu, 20 Oct 2005 18:15:16 GMT

Just a line about what's been happening with me:

I've recently begun writing a crossover fic otherwise known as ReaperGate. It's a DLM/SGA fic with John/Rodney, Rodney/Carson, Rodney/Carson/John, and most like some side stories with Radek/Elizabeth and Teyla/Ronan. Stackhouse/Elizabeth may sneak in. Anyway, it's long and since there's a 3some I will post links to those chapters here.

I'm very inundated with midterms and homework. All things I planned to do (including fic) have been scheduled to fit into my free time.

Having said that, I did spend some time making a quick icon, changing the layout, and tagging all the entries on this comm. I will be adding a banner at some point since I know it can be done and writing up a quick orgy!fic to add here. I am set to work on some icons but those will be done for a date in november. I'm also reccing fics and hope you guys will add some more yourselves.

I've been contemplating doing a ficathon here with orgyfic and if anyone would be interested with that, let me know. :)

'nother fic rec

Thu, 20 Oct 2005 18:08:50 GMT

A Little Gift by mice1900.

This is my all time favorite of the threesome fics. It's Rodney/Carson/John, NC-17. It's very well written and the boys never seem out of character. I love the flow of the fic and particularly, the beginning of the fic when all three are on the couch. It's got some cute dialogue and Carson's reaction is perfect.

Also - make sure to read the ending. *g*

Fic Rec

Tue, 18 Oct 2005 14:36:28 GMT

Since this group has been dead, I decided that I will begin reccing good orgyfics and perhaps writing some more myself. :) Feel free to rec your own fics and favorites. Remember this group is for three people or more, so definitely talk about those threesomes we all love.

Pre-pre-mission Briefings in the Pegasus Galaxy by shetiger

It's Ronan/Teyla/Rodney/John fic, rated NC-17, and it's fabulous. Rodney is definitely himself until he gets comfortable with the situation; I don't normally like het anything but I enjoyed the majority of Teyla and Ronan's interplay. It has some humorous parts and some very erotic ones, but it all flows, fitting perfectly together.

Go forth and read if you've not already.

New Community!

Wed, 12 Oct 2005 13:49:41 GMT

Are you a slasher looking for some gen fic? Maybe a McShep fan wondering what Schweir is all about? Even more importantly, don't know where to look to find fics outside of your niche?

Look no further! Not only is atlantisfic a place to post fanfic, but it's an organized fic community.

All fic posted at atlantisfic will be tagged and placed in memories using categories such as specific characters, pairings, and themes.

Any and all Atlantis fic is welcome—all characters, all pairings, and all genres.

Fic: Ghost NC-17, Elizabeth/Kate/Teyla by angelic_mand

Fri, 29 Jul 2005 09:08:30 GMT

Title: Ghost
Author: angelic_mand
Category: Established-relationship/1st time/Character Study/PWP/1st POV/Angst
Challenge: SGA_Flashfic's Voyeurism Challenge
Pairings: Weir/Emmagen, Weir/Heightmeyer, Emmagen/Heightmeyer, will eventually be Weir/Heightmeyer/Emmagen.
Rating: NC-17
POV: Heightmeyer
Word Count: 2,597
Summary: She’s like a ghost watching, completely taken in and doesn’t feel any resentment towards either woman whatsoever.
Beta: As always thank-you Dawn for being my wonderful beta and Ellex thank-you for giving me some much needed advice.
A/N: Damn the world of PWP once again I am drawn into the plot less world *why?* This isn’t up to my normal NC-17 standard and I don’t know why…

Ghost

Fic: Almost, Probably Pregnant

Sat, 04 Jun 2005 00:19:37 GMT

pegasus_01 and I should never be let unsupervised... Especially while discussing a fic, a MPreg fic, at that. This is the result. What lies ahead is pure, and unadultered insanity, but seeing as most SGA fans are fairly tolerant, I'm sure you'll all go read it, raise a few eyebrows, and then call the men in white coats to come get us... We won't blame you, promise.
So without further ado, I present the fic:

Title: Almost, Probably Pregnant
Authors: Lilas and Neth
Summary: A little accident has unexpected results, but life goes on. In a manner of speaking.
Follow the fake LJ cut!

xposted with prime_not_prime, mckay_sheppard, atlantis_slash, sga_noticeboard, atlantis_orgies, and atlantis_uk

Fic: Major. M/S/B. 1/1

Fri, 20 May 2005 23:06:26 GMT

Disclaimer: Not mine or the herein would have been televised in some fashion.
Title: Major
Pairing: McKay/Sheppard/Beckett
Rating: MA/Angry Red Wombat
Summary: A long fic with bondage and blindfolds, jumpers, showers, and non-horizontal sex.
Notes: For forcryinoutloud and sethoz, though I ended up making it a threesome instead of just M/S.
( Major )

Fic: Wonderwall, Chapter 2.

Thu, 21 Apr 2005 01:59:39 GMT

Disclaimer: Not mine.
Title: Wonderwall
Chapter: 2 – The Choices We Make and the Dares We Take
Pairing: Rodney/Carson/John
Rating: MA/Angry Green Wombat
Summary: Why didn’t children come with a manual on how to raise them?
Notes: I promised sex for this chapter. Sorry, didn’t think it was appropriate for the direction it went in so that’ll be part of the next chapter. Nice long comfort sex.

Fake Cut:
( The Choices We Make and the Dares We Take )

Because I am geeky and pathetic....

Mon, 18 Apr 2005 16:43:58 GMT

Because we are geeky and want to know if we could recreate Atlantis if we wanted, we (me and another) were wondering what nationalities we have. Also, what blood you have in you from parents, grandparents, greatgrandparents ect. So, don't really care about religion, nothing to do with race, we're just curious if we could make our own atlantis from all the different countries' blood within our part of fandom.

(So, onto the poll!)</span>

Cross posted several places.

Fic: Wonderwall, Chapter 1.

Mon, 18 Apr 2005 14:40:58 GMT

Disclaimer: Not mine.
Title: Wonderwall
Chapter: 1 - Life, or Something Like It.
Pairing: Rodney/Carson/John
Rating: MA/Angry Pink Wombat
Summary: Years have gone by. Children had to come into the picture sometime.
Notes: This fic is 3600+ words. It is only the beginning of what could be a long fic. Now, I am prepared to write another chapter, have a nice plotline in my head, because this is a really nice background fic, but I didn't want to go a head and write another 3600+ words if people liked this as it is. :)

Fake cut:
( Life, or Something Like It )

Icons!

Sun, 10 Apr 2005 20:55:41 GMT

More Icons!!!

These have been building up for the past few days so I thought I'd post them. Two are actually too large to post, but thought I'd share in any case.

Teaser:

To the Icons!

Hope you like! ,

X-Posted to atlantis_iconsatlantis_uksga_studmuffins atlantis_orgies

Icon!

Tue, 05 Apr 2005 23:25:35 GMT

Now that I have a graphics program, I'm obsessed. As such well... given an idea for an icon (by CJ....again) I decided I'd try my hand at animation. Not the best animation thing out there but pretty darn good considering it's my first go at it, and sitll learning the program.

In anycase, in the spirit of orgies, dedicated to CJ's orgies fics and made for her:

Hope you like....

Does anyone else hope they'll do promo pics for Radek this year?

Another wallpaper

Mon, 04 Apr 2005 20:44:44 GMT

Maybe I should spend more time doing housework.....

anyway, not exactly an orgy, but I like these four.

full size (1024x768) is here....
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v105/Patience_rose/other/Stargate/takelove.jpg

making icons

Sat, 02 Apr 2005 14:53:02 GMT

I've been looking to do some orgy icons for a while, but haven't had the time until now. I'm home for the weekend so of course I'm working on them. Here's the first. I'll update this post with more as I make them...

Fic: Doctors Major, foursome

Wed, 30 Mar 2005 01:39:42 GMT

Image made for me by sethoz. And neth_dugan gets a dedication too because she has to put up with me and my IMing. ;)

Disclaimer: Not mine.
Title: Doctors Major
Pairing: Sheppard/McKay/Beckett/Zelenka
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Never ‘neglect’ to tell Rodney something. Especially if it challenges his intellect.
Notes: Third chapter of the orgy fic!

Rodney McKay was not a stupid man.

That being said, finding out John was a mathematical genius had been a surprise though he hadn’t been shocked. After the number of times Sheppard had spouted out the answers to equations, Rodney knew there had to be some intelligence in that military-molded brain.

And of course he knew all officers in any branch of the US military had to have a masters. No enlisted personnel could advance to that status without one. John was a major, ergo he had a masters.

What McKay hadn’t known was that John’s undergrad and masters degrees were both in the same subject – math. Only Elizabeth had and she snickered as she watched the two men from the doorway to Rodney’s lab.

“Both of them?” He asked for the sixth time.

“Yup. And I was the valedictorian when I graduated from the academy.” John’s trademark smirk emerged and he reached for one of the laptops decorating the table, quickly bringing up a screen and writing out several long equations.

If it were possible for Rodney to become any more red, Carson would probably hospitalize him on the grounds that his blood pressure had just shot so far up, it was in the upper atmosphere.

“Vale...Valedictorian?”

John nodded, “Uh huh.” He finished off the equations, filling in the solutions and closing the computer lid so it wouldn’t be too badly damaged if Rodney started throwing things. He loved riling his lover up, but sometimes it was just too easy.

McKay closed his eyes, processing this information and once he had managed to sooth some of his nerves, he looked up. He finally noticed Elizabeth, nodding at her, “Dr. Weir.” His tone was glum; she’d tease him sufficiently later.

“Just need to you to sign off on this.” She handed him the last field report, only missing his signature then winked at him before leaving, listening as Rodney asked for John’s IQ again.

She passed Beckett and Zelenka as she moved toward her office, informing them a fairly interesting discussion of John’s higher education was going on.

“Do you think John has told Rodney about his Ph.D. yet?” Carson laughed, “That’ll be a sight to see.”

“We will go watch, yes?” Radek asked, tugging on his friend’s arm and the two were off. They both knew they’d arrived just in time, hearing John talking about his boredom at McMurdo, the months of loneliness and the solid group of friends he’d lacked.

“I had nothing to do, but we did have a couple of computers.”

“And this is relevant to our conversation, how?”

John smiled broadly, “Just listen because you’re gonna get a big kick out of this one.” He continued, “So I poked around and found a good program at one of the grad schools that could be taken over the internet.”

Rodney had a bad feeling he knew where John was going with his impromptu speech; he was sure whatever Sheppard was going to tell him Carson and Radek knew too, and he didn’t like that. He didn’t like not knowing what was about to be sprung on him.

“So I ended up getting my Ph.D. while I was stationed down there. When it came time for the oral presentation, I was given a few days leave by my superiors and presented it.” His eyes glittered and he went in for the kill, “Actually, this formula,” He pointed to one scrap of paper that Rodney had scribbled on earlier, “Is the one I based my Ph.D. on.”

Carson smiled and nearly started laughing. Then Rodney swayed from side to side and then went down hard. There was a thud as he hit the ground and Radek was calling the infirmary as Beckett all but flew to the man’s side.

The three men told Elizabeth a half hour later in the infirmary that they’d never before seen Rodney turn that particular shade of green nor had they seen his eyes roll up into his head they way they had.

Knowing the physicist was going to be fine, John agreed to the leave after Carson promised to bring Rodney home, heading down to their quarters to turn on Rodney’s personal laptop and playing with some settings to kill time. He knew Radek would fix anything he messed up; John wondered how long it would be until any of his lovers showed up.

To appease both Carson and Radek, the four had slowly begun moving into the large quarters John and Rodney had shared almost immediately following the gateroom orgy. Hairbrushes and toothpaste, then clothing, and finally items like books and computers showed up, crowding what had once been a spacious living area.

Their bed had even grown after they’d scavenged out another frame from one of the unused quarters. One King bed butted up to the other and it was commonplace to hear one of them bitching in the morning about having slept on the crevice.

He continued typing, a plan formulating in his mind.

If talking about his Ph.D. made Rodney faint, then what precisely would whispering, say, trig or abstract math to the man do?

Or better yet, if John displayed a level of understanding for the work Rodney did... But no, because that would only make McKay hunt him down and John wasn’t a scientist. He blew up things to protect the scientists, and for that all he needed to know was that C4 was explosive.

The door slid open and Carson looked wearily at John. Rodney sniped in his ear, loudly, “...and you knew! No one...” He trailed off as he noticed the object of his tirade, “You! I’m going to beat you with my laptop!”

Sheppard only grinned, finishing what he was doing and shutting down the computer. He crossed over to the two men and swiftly grabbed Rodney, tossing him over his shoulder, “JOHN!” He yelled.

When John flopped him onto the bed, Rodney was far too shocked at what had occurred that he didn’t whine or complain – it was official, hell had frozen over.

“If we have a function which is multiplied by a constant c, we will see that its derivative is found by the Constant. Multiplier. Rule.” John whispered as he crawled over the other, stopping to mouth one of Rodney’s nipples through the red scrubs.

“I hate you.” Rodney shot back, feeling himself harden and only managed a groan when John whispered again.

“If c is greater than one, the graph is stretched by a factor of c.” He licked at Rodney’s mouth, then blew over the pursed lips. They parted and before Rodney could get a word in edgewise, John was kissing him, tongue slipping in and oh so slowly he rubbed one of Rodney’s nipples.

Carson, who had stood by as long as he could, finally moved and John’s dick jumped when he felt the soft fingers tugging down his pants down. He shifted enough to get them pushed to his ankles, then laid fully atop Rodney and then the pants were gone.

“Could not wait for me, hum?” The Czech’s voice carried across the room and while Rodney and John looked over at him, Beckett took the advantage and parted the small cheeks. His tongue slid in with little resistance and John pushed himself away from Rodney to get rid of his shirt and somehow they even managed to remove the scientist’s as well.

And through the wave of sensation, John ground out, “y equals two to the x power which equals e to the cx power where c equals ln times two.”

Radek shivered as he rolled to curl around Rodney’s side, “John is being cruel.”

“Extremely.” McKay strained upwards needing the stimulation, needing the friction that one only found when they were sweaty and rubbing just so. He growled when he wasn’t given it and decided to ignore John.

Afterall John had withheld the information that he was essentially a human calculator. Damnit that could’ve been useful seeing as his graphing calculator was dead and there was no way Rodney was asking Kavanagh for the program he’d created.

He crawled out from under the man and covered Radek, “Hello, Zelnorm.” He smirked, only to find himself being kissed and they both couldn’t not watch the two men beside them when John cried out.

Carson had arranged the man to his liking, on his back and was almost fully seated in John. One more push and a few seconds to adjust before Carson let go of his control. He thrust hard and fast and his hips swiveled just the tiniest bit each time; he purposely aimed to give John pleasure but if he stroked over John’s prostate, well it was just an accident.

Radek smacked Rodney’s cheek, getting his attention, and he waved the tube of lubricant so close to Rodney’s nose that he felt the smooth plastic brush him. McKay took it but gestured to wait.

John didn’t always cry out with his release. Sometimes his entire body would contract and it would take several minutes for him to rejoin reality. It had unnerved Carson the first few times, but he’d grown used to it and by their third week together, it became an incredible ego boost.

And as John arched, throat tight and muscles corded, Carson replaced his cock with two fingers and once they connected with John’s prostate, John was gone. He came hard and fast and then he was out.

Rodney pounced, pushing Carson onto his stomach and whispered, “Let’s see how your trick works on you, shall we?”

Carson tried to respond, tried to ask what that meant when he realized Radek was removing his pants. He helped as best he could, but then the man was spreading his legs wide and kneeling closer to him. Rodney was sitting back, having shed his pants and was running one slick hand up and down his dick, one hand behind his head.

Thrilled with the idea of being watched, Carson moaned out and it took his brain what seemed like ten minutes to realize that Radek was tracing designs on Carson’s back. Using his tongue. Which gradually slid lower, interspersed with nips at his vertebrae.

Radek hadn’t rimmed anyone before, he wasn’t sure he’d be any good but he figured that it couldn’t be too hard. And that was reinforced when he exposed the small pucker, licked it hesitantly, and received the most vulgar curse he’d ever heard pass through Carson’s lips.

Galvanized he decided to see what would happen when he pressed inside Carson, unaware that Rodney was waiting for that moment to begin stretching Radek.

But he learned quick because once his tongue pushed past the first ring of muscle, Carson yelled something in Gaelic and Rodney’s two fingers were nudging at the small gland. Radek knew he was moaning as he attempted to continue his ministrations; he lifted one hand to stroke Carson’s cock.

John’s eyes slid open, watching his lovers for a few minutes then spoke, “Now this is what I like to see.”

Carson was too lost in sensation, but Rodney smirked, pulling his fingers from Radek’s body and not saying anything as he positioned himself. Rodney knew John would find something to do.

Radek pulled back from Carson for a moment, forcing himself to relax and crawled back so Rodney could get an arm across his chest, “It’s okay.” He nuzzled the Czech’s ear, knowing it’d help to ease the discomfort and then Rodney was inside Radek, moving only slightly. A minute passed, then two and Radek shifted so he could resume driving Carson toward orgasm.

“Ohfuck.” Carson breathed, reaching for himself and stroking.

John wished he had a camera. He couldn’t decide which was the more desirable target: Rodney’s lush ass or Carson’s dick. Or for that matter Radek’s, but as soon as the thought crossed John’s mind, Rodney was moving his hand and Zelenka was obviously trying his damnedest not to come right then.

Deciding that Carson needed more oral stimulation rolled toward them, pushed Carson onto all fours and with a wink, slid beneath the man. John suckled at the head, tongued the slit then he pressed on Carson’s ass until the man got the message and lowered himself down. But John could feel the exertions Carson was putting forth trying to not choke him.

He pulled at the strong hips, and when they wouldn’t budge, John surged up, deepthroating Carson in one move. He smiled around the thick cock, and began to bob his head when he felt Carson suck on the head of his soft dick.

John wondered if the man had ever left the oral stage, the only thing he remembered from the Academy’s mandatory psych class, as he heard Radek yell. He knew Rodney was coming too and John’s tongue worked faster on Carson, sucking harder and then he hummed and Beckett was gone.

Sated, the three slid apart, Carson righting himself so he could cuddle up to John. Radek, they had all learned, had to shower after they finished and he somehow managed to get out from between his lovers, “You will change the sheets?”

Rodney nodded, “In a minute.” He propped his head on his arm and watched the man disappear into the bathroom. Then Rodney turned his head back and smiled, moving to join Carson and John.

“So would now be a bad time to mention that my thesis was over 700 pages?” He smirked, adding, “And that my title is technically Dr. Maj. John Sheppard of the USAF?”

Rodney smacked him.

Questionair on Fandom and Ship/Slash

Tue, 29 Mar 2005 01:28:58 GMT

Okay, this is a Questionair on Fandom and Ship/Slash....
Doesn't matter if you're a shipper, slasher or both. But please do, it's my first one after all...

You can find it here...

X-Posted to sga_studmuffins atlantis_orgies atlantis_uk mckay_sheppard john_elizabeth

HELLO!

Mon, 28 Mar 2005 20:04:30 GMT

Hello! How I love this list! *huggs list and CJ for creating it* Woohoooo!!

And it has cute lil' alien guys. Also adicted to those things....

Hello!

okay, I'm gonna go and piss off now but.. hi!

Part two of Orgy fic

Mon, 28 Mar 2005 19:46:49 GMT

I'm spammy today.

To cheer sethoz up, I tried to write more orgy!fic. But alas, the boys didn't want to be porny right now. Will write follow up porn tonight while I'm in my Stats class and will work on more of One. (You mean I'm supposed to pay attention? Weird.)

Disclaimer: Not mine. *sigh*
Title: Making Peace
Pairing: John/Rodney, John/Rodney/Carson/Radek
Rating: PG-13
Summary: They have to be able to work together above all else.
Notes: Heh. Yeah, this was supposed to be porn. But instead I got this. Porn will follow.

Rodney smirked as John herded Radek and Carson toward the ‘jumper, and reclined back against the bench. He closed his eyes and listened when Beckett laughed nervously.

It had been six days since the gateroom orgy, Ford’s apt name for the event, and while everyone had made peace with what had happened, either by continuing the involvement or by agreeing to forget all about it, Carson hadn’t stepped one foot near John or Rodney. Radek had been okay at first, but then gradually pulled away from his friend.

Which hadn’t boded well for their working relationship. Weir had called McKay and Sheppard aside after the morning briefing, asking that they resolve the awkwardness as soon as possible.

So the two men had done what they did best – conspire for a few hours then launched a plan that they both hoped would result in a compromise. And sex. Lots and lots of sex because, Carson Beckett had a wicked tongue.

“I have work I could be doing!” Carson cried, when John shoved him up the ramp and he turned to escape, only to watch the entrance close as his arm was grasped by the military man.

“We were both reamed out by Elizabeth this morning…” Rodney watched John’s lips quirk into his normal grin, “About us, so we’re going to sit down and talk about this like grown men.”

Zelenka looked uneasy, but settled himself onto the floor and waited as the other three did as well.

McKay noticed the weary glances and answered the unasked question, “Yes, John and I are together now.” Carson and Radek visibly relaxed; Rodney’s eyes darkened, “But don’t think you’re not about to be propositioned.” He paused and continued, “There’s not going to be any force here. We know that what happened while we were under the influence may have been a one off, but if it wasn’t, then we’re open for it.”

John tapped his fingers on the deck then settled back against the bulkhead, “Either way, we’re going to have to maintain professional relationships. There aren’t transfers here, so we’ll have to deal.”

“Aye. And you think that will be easy? To forget what we did?” Carson crossed his arms over his chest, eyes sweeping back and forth, “What we did in front of everyone?”

“Carson, we were drugged. Hell, you said yourself that the incense was mentioned in the database as being for couples who were having problems in that area. It was strong, but who we went to for release? That was all based on some underlying emotions.”

Beckett sagged against the wall, “Yes, but…”

“No, buts. We’re all big boys here. We had very public sex together in the middle of the gateroom.” John shot back, “It’s over and done with.” His eyes darkened, “Unless someone’s been making a deal out of it...?”

The doctor shook his head, “No.”

“Then what are you really so worried about? Public opinion? Lemme tell you, Ford’s room looks like a harem with all the women’s stuff in there. And Bates can’t decide whether he likes Grodin or Simpson more so they’re in some sort of competition for him. If there’s anyone in this colony who is against three plus people having sex together then they’re sure hiding well.”

Thinking that over, Carson only half listened as Rodney started in on Radek, hurling a few insults in with the almost-plea. There were many words shot back and forth and John looked like he were watching a tennis match.

The two stopped and Zelenka looked to his friend. They knew the other’s decision; they turned to speak to their new lovers and instead each found themselves pulled forward, lips connecting with lips.

God, what were they getting themselves into?

Be kind on me. This only took about 45 minutes to write. It's not edited, betaed, or even too great but I think it's cute and I am going to write another part to this.

Gateroom sex

Mon, 28 Mar 2005 19:45:40 GMT

Disclaimer: Not mine. *sigh*
Title: Rules Were Meant to be Broken
Pairing: Um, everybody? (John/Rodney, John/Rodney/Radek, Teyla/Ford, Bates/Simpson, Beckett/Stackhouse/Biro, John/Rodney/Carson, Grodin/Bates, Teyla/Ford/Simpson/OFC, Stackhouse/Biro, Zelenka/Weir.)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: He’s the one who swore they should be careful with Ancient technology.
Dedication: sethoz. Because she kept hinting until I gave in. neth_dugan. Because I’m a feedback whore and Neth fed me throughout Thirty-Six.
Notes: This was supposed to be a short fic. *shakes fist* Anyway – it’s got some humor, lots of sex, and some overused plot devices from SG-1 fandom. Why? Because I wanted to. Oh, yeah, and I haven’t seen The Siege yet. That thing that happens with the guy didn’t happen in my mind. You know what I mean.

Rodney sniffed the air as he lit the incense stick. Kavanagh had found it in one of the storage closets, sitting between two large crates and so far no one had asked why he’d been hiding in his own lab. John had only raised an eyebrow to the man’s statement that he had only been thinking.

Tossing all thoughts of Kavanagh jerking off from his mind, McKay inhaled strongly.

The scent wasn’t overpowering, but it definitely could not be missed. It was sweet yet mellow and Rodney wondered what it could have been used for. Perhaps medicinal? Well, he wouldn’t admit that one since Beckett would demand that he be the one to analyze it.

Besides, what harm could come from ten thousand year old incense?

Rodney sat back in his chair and closed his eyes.

Hands brushed down his sides. A mouth latched onto his and each battled for control.

“Whoa.” Rodney blushed at his thoughts once he’d come out of his daydream. His lab was not the best place for lusting – especially not when Zelenka was sitting on the other end of the work table.

He attempted to work for a few minutes more, but the overwhelming need to finish his fantasy came over him. He stood and sat right back down.

There was no way Rodney McKay was going to walk the halls of Atlantis with a hard-on. No way in hell. There were enough jokes made at his expense already.

Reaching for the first object within reach, he set about taking notes of it’s size and density, measuring it for length and attempting to use his synthetic gene to cause it to do something. He looked up when he heard Radek’s snickering, “What?”

The other scientist’s eyebrow rose, “Practicing?”

“What?” And then Rodney realized he’d been stroking the cylindrical device with one fist. He snarled out something inaudible, causing both men to turn back to their work. They studiously ignored one another.

Neither cared that the thin incense smoke was flowing into the ventilation system. The simple tests Rodney had run after the discovery revealed there were no harmful components, though only one of the twenty ingredients could be identified.

Of course, when all was said and done later, they would come to find that some of the items the Ancients left behind were best placed under a fume hood. Or just not touched at all.

The doors slid open sometime later, “Ah, so this is where the smell is coming from…”

Rodney looked up at John, surprised to see the Major standing with his arms crossed and leaning against the door, “Major.”

“Elizabeth sent me to find the source of that.” He gestured toward the long, thin stick.

“Well, as you can see, it’s here.” Rodney spat back; he licked his lips and forced himself to tear his eyes away from the other man’s large hand. The large hand that would probably feel wonderful wrapped around McKay’s dick.

Rodney groaned, and refused to acknowledge that he was once again sporting an erection. If he ignored it, maybe it would go away.

Only Sheppard was obviously high because he stepped behind his friend and licked the shell of Rodney’s ear. The shudder that ran through McKay was involuntary, “Ungh.” The strangled noise crept out of his throat and he arched back into the toned body.

Feeling the eyes on him, Rodney flicked his gaze to Zelenka. The Czech was staring at them, pupils enlarged. One of Radek’s hands could not be seen behind the table but John was sure he knew where it was.

“I think we’re giving the man a good show.”

Another groan slipped from Rodney’s lips as his head fell back onto John’s shoulder.

Kisses rained down on the scientist’s neck, then there was a soft whisper, “Maybe we should find Zelenka a girlfriend.”

“Or let him keep watching, yes?” The man almost pleaded, desperate. He, too, hadn’t been with anyone of any gender since the expedition’s arrival and Radek sorely missed kissing.

“Or we could ask him to join us.” Rodney’s eyes sparkled; he forced himself away and turned to fully face his best friend. He leaned in, pressing his lips to John’s, and feeling Radek’s chest press up against his back.

A hand moved around to grope hastily at John’s pants and Rodney reached backward to grab Zelenka’s other hand. John managed to get Rodney to release his mouth, pulling Radek’s head closer and kissing over McKay’s shoulder.

Then someone knocked on the door, and the three flew apart.

“What?!” Rodney yelled, pissed that he hadn’t been able to come before something interrupted it.

“Sorry Doc.” Ford shot back, “But Dr. Weir needs you upstairs! There’s a…problem in the gateroom.” He almost wanted to ask why the door was locked, but given that Major Sheppard was likely the one to have done it, the Lieutenant simply stood where he was.

“Fine. I’ll be there in five minutes.” Rodney watched the shadow moved further and further from the door. He looked at the other two men, noticing the gleam in John’s eye, “What?”

The man smirked, “I say we go down and fix Weir’s problem then we meet in the ‘jumper.”

Rodney rolled his eyes. Of course the pilot would want to have sex in the puddle jumper, “Alright.” He strolled toward the door, knowing he’d be followed by John and Radek.

The halls were eerily quiet as they walked, and Rodney wondered where all the personnel were hiding. But wow, the incense had permeated the entire city... Maybe they were hiding out, away from the wisps of smoke or outside getting fresh air.

“Oh... Shit.”

The words slipped from each of their mouths as they entered the gateroom.

Where several people were laying on the floor, Elizabeth slowly stripping down to nothing in the middle of the pile and Teyla happily kissing a visibly aroused Ford. Simpson was sitting on Bates, and John was pretty sure that Stackhouse was sandwiched between Carson and Biro but the man’s face was obscured by the two enthusiastic medical personnel.

The trio stood with their mouths open for several minutes until it grew overwhelming and they could no longer simply watch.

Sliding into the fray, Rodney found himself on his back with his head near the Beckett-Stackhouse-Biro threesome. “Hmm, what do we have here?” The low, accented growl drew his attentions and before he had time to react, Carson was kissing Rodney hard, almost possessively.

John took that moment to pull the dark-grey pants off his scientist. He was only half-aware that Zelenka had latched onto Weir, who wore not one stitch of clothing – Radek was quickly catching up to her state of undress.

Carson slowly began to depart from Biro and Stackhouse; neither seemed to care as the Sergeant’s hand began to slide down the woman’s body.

Between the two men, Rodney’s shirt was removed as well as the boxer briefs, and then turned to each other. They knelt above Rodney and the kiss they shared was tender. Their hands traveled underneath clothes, but the shirts were a hindrance.

There was no way to hold in the groan that escaped Rodney’s lips as they both made a show of removing their clothing. Slender hips swayed from side to side. One small, feminine hand smacked Carson hard on the ass which only seemed to make him more aroused. Another hand shot out from somewhere to rub Sheppard’s cock through the military-issue boxers for a minute before retreating and the Major managed to get out of his underwear.

Finally parted of their clothes, John smirked and pushed Carson down next to Rodney. He laid down, half on top of Rodney and half on top of Carson, then, and with a laugh, wondered what the SGC ever had an orgy in front of the gate.

He was quickly brought out of his thoughts as a groan came from behind him. He looked over his shoulder and whistled. John had seen a lot of porn and he had never seen a body do anything like that before. Ford did have youth and military training on his side, though...

Tired of watching John get distracted, Rodney grabbed the crazy hair and jerked Sheppard’s face down to his own, forcing his tongue between John’s lips.

Carson’s eyes were trained on the two, “I have an idea.”

“Wha?” John pulled back, panting lightly.

“Get on your hands and knees.” The doctor ordered and grinned as John settled on all fours over Rodney, resuming their kiss. He didn’t ask any other questions, didn’t even give a second thought to Carson.

Until he felt hands moving over his ass and parting his cheeks, “Cars…” The word trailed off into an unintelligible string of noises.

Beckett swiped his tongue down the crevice again, getting another round of babble. Someone moaned out and Carson knew he was going to need more than spit soon. There had to be lube somewhere.

He lifted his face away from John’s ass and let his eyes roam over everyone in the room.

Luckily, a small tube was laying benignly near Grodin’s head. Carson greedily snatched it up, popping the cap, and spreading some onto his fingers before whispering to John. He watched Sheppard as he shifted Rodney’s legs and Carson slid his finger inside the scientist in one movement.

Suddenly, Kavanagh appeared on the command deck and after one look at the group, yelled, “IT’S THAT GODDAMN ANCIENT INCENSE!”

If anyone actually cared, they made no indications to the fact. No one even paid attention as the balcony doors opened and the air filtration system began to pour clean air into the room. They all continued on, Rodney begging to be fucked.

Zelenka cried out his climax, Elizabeth nearly silent in her own. The two slowly came back to themselves, immediately noticing their state of undress. They looked at each other, the Czech’s entire body pinking.

The two then realized what was going on around them.

Biro and Stackhouse were cuddled up together, Grodin and Bates were oblivious to those around them as Grodin thrust inside his partner who was hurling insults at Peter. Teyla and Ford rolled around the floor, laughing between kisses, then pulled Simpson into their group. They pulled Anji Morris down after a minute and the foursome turned into an unmoving mass of hands and legs and humping.

Carson was guiding John’s cock into Rodney and it was Elizabeth’s turn to blush, unable to look away from the sight as Beckett bent to lick at John’s ass.

“Fuck!” McKay cried. He closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around John’s neck, involuntarily clenching his muscles when John thrust over Rodney’s prostate. He thrust down and Carson grinned to himself as his tongue breached John, who pushed back against it.

Deciding she had been naked long enough, Weir forced herself to stop watching her friends and pulled on whatever clothing was within reach. Bates’ trousers and Radek’s shirt were oversized on her but she’d worry about that later. Much later.

Zelenka did the same, rising from the floor once he was dressed, but he allowed himself to watch the trio.

Carson had stretched John and was gently pushing his cock inside the Major, “Oh, sweet lord...” He ground out.

The three men began to move in a careful rhythm, Rodney jerking himself off with both hands.

Grodin stilled, biting down on Bates’ neck when he came. He slid himself from the Sergeant’s body and shimmed down to take the man’s dick in Peter’s mouth. He sucked contentedly before shoving one finger roughly inside his lover and swallowing every drop of Bates’ climax.

The foursome cried out several phrases and obscenities and Ford looked quite content as he collapsed onto Teyla, who was still breathing heavily even as she kissed Simpson. Morris was curling herself around Aiden, lips curved into a large smile.

Finally, Rodney moaned loudly and came, semen spurting onto John’s stomach. Sheppard pounded harder into Rodney and felt Carson lick the back of his neck. Too soon, John’s release was upon him; Beckett followed soon thereafter.

And just like that, the gateroom grew silent. People in varying states of awareness laid on the lukewarm metal floor, several reaching for pants and shirts. Elizabeth and Zelenka dashed up the stairs to Kavanagh, Bates following behind them only in a pair of jungle camouflage trousers.

Carson drifted back to himself and rubbed his temples. His watch chimed, signifying the noon hour. He forced himself onto his feet, locating his own clothes and tugging them on. He looked up toward Weir and the others, gesturing to the door then took off for the infirmary.

He heard Elizabeth scream, “MCKAY!” as he walked from the room and Carson was quite glad that he was escaping to his office. Hopefully, he could rebuild some form of normalcy before the first person came by to be checked out.

Rodney flew past him completely naked with Elizabeth in hot pursuit just as he rounded the corner, the infirmary door in sight.

Then again, nothing normal had happened in Pegasus so far...

ETA: Posted at Wraithbait.com here.