SGA fic: Gaijin, part 36/40
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sam_gamgeeGaijin, Part 36/40
The complete header can be found in part 1.
Previous parts can be found here.
“Home, sweet home,” Evan replied with a sigh as the wormhole dissipated behind them.
“We need to talk after the debriefing,” Chuck whispered as he eyed Elizabeth coming out onto the balcony to greet them.
“Welcome home, gentlemen,” she called. “After you check in with Carson, I’d like to see you in my office.”
“No problem,” Evan called as they headed to the infirmary.
Once there, Carson had the three of them sit side by side on a hospital bed as he did a quick physical on each of them. “Did you three have a good time on your vacation?” he asked.
“You have no idea,” Rodney replied with a grin. “But you’ll have to wait for all the little details until after the debriefing.”
Carson smiled as well. “How about you three come over to my quarters tonight for dinner and we can discuss it then? I’m sure John will want to hear as well.”
“Sounds like a plan,” Evan replied. “What time?”
Carson glanced at his watch. “Six should work. I’m sure you’ll be done with Elizabeth by then and it’ll give John and I time to prepare.” He pulled off his gloves. “You’re all set to go and in great health – as usual.”
“Like we expected anything else,” Chuck replied with a laugh as they hopped off the bed. “We’ll see you later, Doc.”
They headed back to Elizabeth’s office and along the way were stopped a few times by friends and acquaintances asking after their vacation. By the time they reached Elizabeth’s office, Rodney wanted to know how many people knew they had stayed on Lapras and what they thought the three of them had been doing.
“Welcome back again, gentlemen,” Elizabeth told them when they entered. “How did things go?”
“Very well,” Rodney replied. “The Laprans are still working through the moral and philosophical implications of what they’ve done, but I think things are going to be much better for them now. And the Korsans didn’t try any sort of retaliation measures while we were there.”
“But you did outline harsh penalties if they did try something,” Evan told him. “And after what’s happened in the past month or so between the Laprans and the Korsans, I doubt they’ll be eager to rush into anything.”
“This is true,” Rodney thoughtfully agreed. Turning his attention back to Elizabeth, he said, “Now that things are better with the Laprans and you’ve had a bit of first-hand experience with them, I’d like to again broach the subject of trading with them.”
“I’ll consider it, Rodney. But you do realize that the language barrier is a big hindrance when it comes to trade relations.”
“Well, Chuck and I were considering learning Lapran as well, Dr. Weir,” Evan told her. “And I’m sure that a few of the anthropologists and linguists would love to learn it too.”
“I’m not teaching everybody,” Rodney murmured.
“Then make a dictionary,” Evan muttered back.
“Don’t give him any ideas,” Chuck said quietly. “Or we’ll never see him.”
“Gentlemen,” Elizabeth said with raised eyebrows, regaining their attention. “Since there were no problems on Lapras, you’re free to go. But I would like a report from all of you in my email tomorrow.” As they stood, Elizabeth said, “And Chuck and Major Lorne – I’d like to see what you think about Atlantis’ trade relationship with Lapras.”
“Yes, ma’am,” they both replied before the three of them left.
“What did you want to talk about?” Evan asked as they left the control room.
“How we’re going to handle these,” Chuck replied, fingering his necklace through his shirt.
“I don’t see what we have to talk about,” Evan replied with a shrug. “If anyone asks, we can just say that they were gifts from the Laprans.”
Rodney stared at him for a long moment before striding off in a huff. He knew that the whole ‘bond friend’ thing didn’t mean as much to people from Earth as it did to the Laprans, but the fact that Evan was taking it so lightly now hurt him. And it wasn’t like he had known that Kelly was going to marry them as well, but if Chuck and Evan hadn’t wanted to do it, they could have spoken up.
“Rodney!” Evan called after him, but Rodney didn’t stop. “Wait –!”
“Leave him go, Evan,” Chuck said. After that their voices became unintelligible.
Rodney went to one of the hardly used balconies to clear his head. He had thought the three of them were all on the same page with their relationship, but now he wasn’t so sure. He knew he would need to talk to them, but at the moment it was too raw. It hurt knowing that he had been ready to fully commit himself to people who weren’t ready to do the same.
Rodney finally left the balcony and headed to his quarters. He cleaned up before heading over to Carson’s. When he arrived, Carson and John greeted him warmly and Chuck and Evan had already arrived and were sitting on the couch. Evan looked regretful when Rodney entered.
Chuck got up and made a beeline for Rodney. He gave him a hug, his arm lingering on Rodney’s waist as he leaned close and whispered in Rodney’s ear, “Are you okay?”
“I don’t know,” Rodney replied honestly. “I know Evan wasn’t trying to be hurtful, but it did hurt.”
“I know and so does he and he feels bad about it.” Chuck pulled back so he could look in Rodney’s eyes. “We’ll talk later, okay?”
Rodney nodded. “Okay.”
He let Chuck grab his hand and lead him over to the couch. Chuck had Rodney sit between him and Evan, not letting go of Rodney’s hand.
Evan tentatively took Rodney’s other hand and Rodney let him. “I’m sorry about earlier,” he told Rodney.
Rodney nodded. “We can talk about it later,” he replied.
“Everything okay?” John asked with a raised eyebrow as he finished setting the table.
Looking up at him, Rodney nodded and replied, “It will be. Just a, uh, misunderstanding. So. Here we are. I hope you’ve both settled back in okay.”
“We weren’t gone that long, Rodney,” John replied with an amused look. “But, yes, we have.”
“It was extraordinary seeing where you were and the people you were with, Rodney,” Carson added. “It’s no wonder you came back so changed. And I really would like to pick your brain some time about Lapran medical practices.”
Rodney shrugged. “Sure.”
“Dinner’s ready,” John said. “Come and get it.”
As they moved to the table, Evan eyed the sandwiches and chips and said, “I don’t know, Sheppard. We were kind of spoiled on Lapras. I don’t know if we can go back to normal food.” Chuck started giggling and Rodney elbowed Evan in the ribs. “But I guess we’ll have to make do.”
“Their food was good,” John agreed. “Especially considering they have a more limited food supply than we did our first year,” he glared at Evan, “which a newbie such as yourself wouldn’t understand or appreciate.”
Rodney enjoyed the good-natured ribbing that was going on. “Before I was stranded there, I would have made a snide comment about how they couldn’t possibly be able to do the things they’ve done, but it’s amazing how well they’ve been able to adapt to their surroundings. John and Carson, I wish I could have shown you where we make the silk and the glass.”
“Those were really cool,” Chuck affirmed with a bob of his head.
“What else happened aside from Chuck and Evan getting the complete tour?” Carson asked.
Rodney blushed. “We were officially bonded and we got these necklaces,” he touched his, which had remained outside of his shirt, “instead of the traditional earcuffs.” His hand instinctively went to his ear to make sure his was still there. “And we were kind of married,” he rushed.
“You were what?” John asked, his eyes going wide. “What do you mean ‘kind of married’?”
“I think the ‘kind of part’ comes in when debating if being married by people from another planet counts as binding,” Evan replied. “But either way you look at it, we were.”
“This wasn’t some bizarre thing where they forced you, was it?” John asked dubiously.
“Well, they did spring it on us at the end of the binding ceremony – which we knew about and consented to. But no, they didn’t force us.” Evan’s hand slid onto Rodney’s thigh and he gently squeezed and Rodney placed his hand on top of Evan’s. “In fact, I think they’re still weirded out by the idea of three guys together.”
“Semantics aside, congratulations,” Carson told them. “And given that news, now should maybe be the time we bring up some news that we have. While you three were gone, Elizabeth cleared some of the family quarters for use.”
“Finally,” Chuck replied. “Now I won’t have to listen to people bitching about it in the control room after Elizabeth tells them she’ll think about it. Especially after John did all of the mapping and checks years ago.”
“You did what?” Rodney replied, a little louder than he intended. “I knew you were insane, but that’s just downright stupid.”
John’s ears had gone bright red. “I thought we’d already talked about that, Rodney,” he replied calmly. “Besides, you know Atlantis loves me. She wouldn’t have let me get hurt.”
Rodney huffed. “Yes, yes, we know you’re her golden son returned home. And I know it’s way in the past, but I hope you realize how stupid and foolish it was to do it on your own.”
“I’ve been reprimanded more than once about it,” John replied with a nod. “But that’s not the point. The point is that the three of you won’t have to sneak around any more if you don’t want to.”
“Especially considering that if they didn’t know about us before, they do now,” Chuck added. “It’ll be interesting to see what’s being said about us.”
“We’ll be moving too, if that makes you feel any better,” Carson told them. “And I know that most of the other couples will be as well.”
“Are you sure?” Rodney asked them doubtfully. “Do you think you’re ready for that step?”
Carson gave Rodney an ‘I’m not stupid’ look as he replied, “I wouldn’t move an inch if I wasn’t ready, Rodney, and neither would John. But we’re going to look at the quarters tomorrow and see if we find one we like, if you want to come along and look for yourselves.”
“We’ll have to talk about it,” Rodney replied. He knew being able to move in together would be a huge step for the three of them and he wanted to make sure they were ready for it.
The conversation turned to other topics as John and Carson caught them up on what had been going on while they were gone. Not long after they finished, the three men bade their hosts good night and headed out.
When they entered Chuck’s quarters, Evan turned to Rodney and said, “I really am sorry about what I said earlier. I wasn’t thinking and it obviously showed. I didn’t mean to diminish what we decided to do, but even with Elizabeth relaxing the rules, you know I’m still a very private person when it comes to relationships, and I don’t think it’s anybody else’s business.”
“Apology accepted,” Rodney replied. “And I’m sorry if I overreacted. As you both know, I take the whole bond friend custom very seriously and it felt like you were just passing it off like it was nothing and like what we have is nothing when I know that’s really not true. The important people will know what’s what and everyone else can think whatever they want.” He paused for a moment before continuing, this time to both of them. “And I’m sorry about the marriage part of it. I honestly didn’t know Kelly was going to do that.”
“Duly noted,” Chuck replied with a smile as he closed the distance to Rodney. He smiled and let out a soft chuckle. “But I don’t really mind as long as we get the wedding night we were denied on Lapras.”
“I think that can be arranged,” Rodney replied, wrapping an arm around Chuck’s waist and pulling him close to his side. “What do you think?” he asked Evan.
“I think that sounds like a great idea,” Evan replied, joining them. “I know I’ve been bad about expressing it, but I’ve been in this for the long haul since the beginning. Actually being married by somebody was just icing on the cake. And now that we’re married, we should do the paperwork, even if no one else will recognize it.”
“And tomorrow we’ll go house hunting,” Chuck added.
“And we’ll have to decide how out we’re going to be,” Rodney threw out.
“Like you said, the important people will know for sure and everyone else can think what they want and if they guess, they guess,” Evan replied. “And I promise I’ll work on not trying to hide it so much. Just don’t expect me to chair the Atlantis Pride event.”
“There’s going to be an Atlantis Pride event?” Chuck asked, incredulously.
“Not if I have anything to do with it,” Rodney told him. “As much as I’m all for the idea, Pride events tend to just be tacky.”
Chuck pouted and Rodney kissed him in response. “I suppose I can let that go, if this is what I get instead.”
“Oh, you’ll get a lot more,” Rodney replied, pulling away from them and starting to undress.
The next morning, Chuck, Evan, and Rodney met John and Carson in the mess hall for breakfast before heading out to look at the newly approved quarters. A few had signs on the doors stating they were already claimed. But two next to each other were unmarked and the five men looked at each other, shrugged, and entered the first one.
It was cozy, but had a kitchenette, bedroom, bathroom, and living area – and was the perfect size for two people.
“I’m surprised no one’s snatched this one up,” Carson said. “It’s next to a transporter and comfortable.”
“But it doesn’t have a whole lot of growth potential,” John told him. “I think the people that are moving in over here are planning on being here for quite a while – if not the long haul. That usually includes children.”
“Which I have no desire to have,” Carson replied. “My nieces and nephews were enough, thank you.”
“I think that settles it, then,” John stated. “We’ll take it. Let’s go look for your quarters,” he said to the trio as they all exited.
Carson quickly scrawled a sign from the provisions left on a small table by the transporter and tacked it onto the door before they all trooped next door.
Inside it was much more spacious than the one next to it. It had the kitchenette, bathroom, living area, and bedroom – which was larger than the one in John and Carson’s new quarters. There were also two smaller rooms that were, surprisingly, unfurnished.
“I’m surprised no one snapped this one up,” Evan said. “It’s perfect for a family.”
“Too close to the transporter?” Rodney queried. “It would be too easy for a small child to transit somewhere else in the city.”
“Then I say we take it,” Chuck called from the master bedroom. “It’s enough space for us – maybe even more than we need – and this bed is outstanding.”
“You are such a hedonist,” Rodney said, leaning against the doorway and grinning at Chuck, who was lying spread-eagle on the bed.
“Don’t deny you’ve appreciated my efforts, though,” Chuck replied and Rodney shook his head in amusement.
“I think we should take it,” Evan said as he joined them. “This bed is obviously more than big enough for the three of us and Rodney can use one of the spare rooms as a study if he wants.”
“Don’t tempt him,” Chuck said. “We’ll never see him if we let him do that. But I second that.”
“I’m not going to argue,” Rodney replied. “And I’m not going to make it into a study. I’d rather keep the experiments in the lab. They can be storage or guest rooms or whatever.” A light bulb went off and he grinned. “You could turn one into a studio if you want,” he said to Evan.
Evan stared at him for a moment, a number of emotions crossing his face quickly.
“What?” Rodney asked. “I can appreciate art. Especially when it’s yours.”
Chuck got up and joined them. “I think it’s been decided. You don’t have to make up your mind now, though, Evan.” He pushed through them to go into the living room and rejoin an amused Carson and John. “I’m going to make a sign before anyone who might have seen us starts thinking all five of us are having an orgy.”
“You’re no fun,” Evan replied with a pout.
“Oh, we’ll have our own little orgy later,” Rodney breathed in Evan’s ear before following the others outside. “Who are we moving first?”
“Let’s move Carson first,” John said. “He has a better chance of being needed on a more regular basis than the rest of us.”
“I haven’t even started packing,” Carson protested.
“None of us has, Doc,” John replied. “But when you are ready, we’ll move you first. I’ll even help you pack, if you’d like.”
“I think I just might,” Carson replied with a wicked smile as they stepped in the transporter. “We’ll see you three later,” he said as John pressed their destination and the doors closed.
“I don’t think we’re going to be seeing them for a while,” Chuck replied as the transporter’s doors reopened and they got in.
“Not that it really matters,” Evan replied. “We’ve got our own work to do.”
Rodney sighed as he stopped going through his things and stretched his back. He hadn’t realized how much stuff he had accumulated prior to his time on Lapras and how much of it he didn’t want any more. He set a few things aside for people who he knew would be able to use them and appreciate them, but the majority of stuff he had no idea what to do with.
He sighed again and began throwing things into boxes. He figured it would just be easier to sort through his stuff once he was in the new quarters and having to share space with Evan and Chuck would put a premium on space and would force him to choose what to keep and what to discard.
“Are you all set, sir?” one of the Marines asked, stopping just outside the door.
“I think so,” Rodney replied, hatching the top of the last box. “You can come in, Andrews,” he told him as he picked up the box. “Everything that’s boxed up is going over. After that, it’ll just be some odds and ends.”
Andrews, along with two more Marines and three of the scientists came in and they grabbed boxes before following Rodney out and down to his new quarters. Rodney had been surprised that, once word got around that new quarters had been opened for people to use, everyone was so willing to help everyone else move. He knew, realistically, they were doing it so they’d have people who would return the favor, but the turnout was still amazing. Not only were they able to move John and Carson into their quarters in one morning, they were moving himself, Chuck, and Evan in the same afternoon.
When Rodney and his little band arrived at his new quarters, he called over his shoulder as he entered, “Just put the boxes wherever you can find a spot. We’ll sort everything out later.”
“If that isn’t a sign you’ve changed, I don’t know what is,” Chuck said with a smirk as Rodney set his box down. “Before your time on Lapras, you would have been lording over all of us and telling us meticulously where everything went as it came through the door.”
Rodney pulled Chuck close to him and murmured, “And also before my time on Lapras, I would have never been doing something like this.”
Chuck chuckled. “Neither would I. We’d better get finished. I think Evan has something planned for us.”
“Damn right, I do,” Evan told them as he joined them from the master bedroom. “Now, get moving or I’ll start penalizing you both without telling either of you what’s being taken away. And you don’t want that, now do you?”
“Do you act this way with your soldiers too?” Rodney asked.
“Depends,” Evan replied with a shrug of his eyebrows and a smirk as he left both of them.
Rodney and Chuck both sighed and headed out to finish cleaning out their quarters.
As Rodney took a last look around his, he felt an odd twinge of nostalgia and sadness for leaving, even if he had never spent much time here, but the memories he did have were strong ones. But it only lasted for a second before he left and the door closed behind him for the last time.
Back in his new quarters, Evan and Chuck were alone and they had started unpacking the boxes, with no distinction between whose was whose. Rodney started to help them, but Evan stopped them both and kissed first Chuck, then Rodney.
“Welcome home,” he told them both.
“I hope neither of you were expecting me to carry you across the threshold,” Rodney told them, nervousness suddenly hitting him again. “Because it’s a little late for that now.”
“I think we can do without that,” Chuck told him. “But I can think of a few other things we could do to settle into our new place that don’t include unpacking.” He grinned naughtily at both of them.
“I think that’s a great idea,” Evan agreed. He tugged their hands and led them to the bedroom.
The room was still sparsely furnished, but the bed had been made and supplies laid out on one of the bedside tables. Rodney chuckled inwardly at seeing how his lovers’ priorities were ordered.
“Stop thinking,” Evan murmured, coming up behind Rodney and running his hands under the hem of Rodney’s shirt.
“Oh, believe me, I’m not thinking,” Rodney replied as he leaned back against Evan.
Evan nuzzled Rodney’s neck as his hands came around Rodney’s sides and up his stomach to his chest. Rodney gasped as Evan ran his thumbs over Rodney’s nipples. Chuck joined them and pulled Rodney’s shirt off before kissing him deeply and grinding his hips against Rodney.
“If you two keep this up,” Rodney gasped as he felt arousal sweep through him, “I’m not going to last much longer.”
“We wouldn’t want that, now would we?” Chuck asked as he stepped back and pulled off his own shirt before going for his pants. “Come on, you two and hurry up – there’s far too much clothing being worn right now.”
Rodney’s hands reached his fly a second after Evan’s did. Evan deftly undid the buttons on Rodney’s fly before reaching inside to stroke Rodney’s half-hard cock. Rodney arched against his touch as he fully hardened.
“Don’t come yet,” Evan told him as he stopped. “I want you to come inside me.”
Rodney’s whimper turned into a moan. “Then what are we waiting for?” he asked breathlessly.
Evan chuckled softly as he stepped back and broke contact. When he and Rodney finished undressing, they moved to get on the bed, but were stopped by the image of Chuck – who was spread out in the middle of the bed, hands behind his head, erection curving up towards his stomach – watching them. Rodney couldn’t help noticing a couple of pillows strategically placed beneath Chuck’s hips.
“Now that I have your attention,” Chuck drawled, pushing himself up onto his elbows, “who’s going to get over here and fuck me?”
Both Rodney and Evan moved at the same time and landed on either side of Chuck. Rodney leaned in and captured Chuck’s mouth with his own, kissing him deeply and passionately. Chuck responded in kind, a hand coming up to tangle in Rodney’s hair and keep him in place. Chuck yelped into Rodney’s mouth and broke the kiss to glare at Evan, who grinned mischievously at him, his hand still on Chuck’s nipple. Evan took the opportunity and captured Chuck’s mouth.
Rodney watched his lovers avidly, desire pooling in his groin. He blindly reached behind himself and, after a moment of searching, grabbed the lube off the table. Still watching them, he opened the tube and coated his fingers. He trailed them lightly down Chuck’s stomach from his navel to his groin, carefully skirted around Chuck’s cock and balls, and down to brush over his asshole. Chuck shivered and opened his legs wider. Rodney carefully worked a first finger inside of Chuck, enjoying watching Chuck and Evan as they continued kissing and touching each other. As he worked a second finger inside Chuck, Rodney did his best to ignore the growing insistence of his own arousal – he wanted to wait until he was inside Evan before letting himself go.
Rodney smiled to himself as he saw that Chuck was starting to respond to his ministrations, gently thrusting down to meet the inward thrust of Rodney’s fingers. He added a third finger and kept going, knowing that Chuck was almost ready.
A few more thrusts and Chuck broke the kiss, panting heavily. “Just get on with it already,” he panted.
Rodney grinned up at Evan as he withdrew his fingers from Chuck. He recoated them and wrapped his fingers around Evan’s cock and began slowly stroking him. Evan let out a stuttered breath as he dropped his head and closed his eyes and his hips began thrusting into Rodney’s hand. Once Evan’s cock had been sufficiently coated, Rodney let go and Evan settled between Chuck’s legs. Carefully cradling Chuck’s ass, Evan slowly pushed himself inside, making Chuck feel every inch as he did so. Chuck writhed beneath him, his breath coming quicker and more erratically. They took a moment once Evan was completely inside of him, before Evan moved so he was leaning over Chuck, his weight supported by his hands and knees, and he began pounding into Chuck. Chuck easily met his thrusts with his own, his cock rubbing against Evan’s stomach, breathy moans coming from both of them every time Evan hit his prostate.
Rodney drank the sight of his lovers in, his still-slick hand wrapping around his own erection and slowly jacked himself off as he watched them become more and more erratic the closer they got to completion. Evan came first – his whole body stiffening as he released his essence into Chuck. Chuck came a second afterwards, a soft cry escaping his lips as he did so, splattering both himself and Evan. Rodney gasped at the sight of them and his cock jumped in his hand. He was so close, he could feel his body start to rush and his focus narrowing.
Both Evan and Chuck looked at him at the same time, their expressions all desire and lust and want and that undid him, Rodney’s own seed spilling out and over his hand.
“God, you are so hot when you do that,” Chuck told Rodney as Evan withdrew from him and leaned back so he could look at both of them.
Rodney blushed slightly as he wiped his hand on the sheet and turned onto his back. “I hope you don’t mind waiting a bit,” he said to Evan. “I’m not exactly a teenager anymore.”
“Neither am I, but who said anything about waiting?” Evan asked with a lascivious grin. “I have no intention of waiting.”
He went back down on his hands and knees and stalked up the length of Rodney’s body, his knees going on either side of Rodney’s hips. He leaned down so he could kiss Rodney and Rodney groaned into his mouth as he gently thrust up against Evan. As they nipped and kissed each other, Evan began slowly rolling his hips against Rodney’s, sending soft sparks of arousal through both of them. Chuck joined them, his front pressed against their sides as he leaned on his elbow and ran his free hand over whatever bare patch of skin he could touch and kissed whatever part he could get his mouth on. When Evan and Rodney broke off their kiss, they both turned their heads and the three of them took turns kissing each other languidly, and soon Rodney’s focus had pared down to the physical sensations of what they were doing.
As Rodney started to feel his body respond again, Evan found the lube and handed it over to Chuck. Without a word, Chuck opened the tube and spread some lube on his fingers and pressed them into the crack in Evan’s ass and began to gently work his way inside of Evan.
“I want you inside of me now,” Evan whispered hungrily in Rodney’s ear with a slow, deliberate roll of his hips and partial erection against Rodney.
Rodney gasped and his eyes widened in desire as Evan thrust back against Chuck’s fingers. Rodney looked at Chuck, who was watching him avidly, his own cock becoming a presence against Rodney’s thigh. Chuck bent down and kissed him, tongue licking across Rodney’s lips, seeking access which Rodney easily gave and they plundered each other’s mouths as Chuck’s fingers easily went about their work of preparing Evan. Rodney groaned into Chuck’s mouth as Evan began sucking his pulse point. Chuck’s hand wrapped around Rodney’s mostly erect cock, stroking him confidently as he coated it in lube. Rodney arched into his hand, craving the touch and wanting more, so much more.
When Chuck finished, he helped Rodney and Evan line themselves up so that Evan could slowly slide down onto Rodney’s cock. Once Rodney was completely seated inside of him, Evan rolled his hips and Rodney groaned as his hands settled on Evan’s thighs near his hips and his erection flared fully to life. The muscles in Evan’s ass contracted around him and Rodney moaned, thrusting up into Evan. This had to be Rodney’s favorite position – he was able to more clearly watch his partners while the three of them made love and he always found it extraordinarily hot whenever either the one on top jacked himself off or whoever wasn’t directly involved sucked the top off.
They set a slow, unhurried pace – intent more on what they were feeling than on getting off. They both shifted and Evan’s eyes closed as he groaned; they’d hit Evan’s prostate. Rodney tightened his grip on Evan’s thighs and kept stroking his prostate on every pass, watching Evan’s cock harden fully and his breathing grow shallower and move from his nose to his mouth. They continued letting the pressure build slowly and Rodney focused on the feeling of Evan’s ass rhythmically squeezing around his cock and Chuck’s cock shallowly thrusting against his hip.
But soon things shifted and Chuck moved away slightly so he could take control of himself and Evan did the same. Rodney licked his lips as he watched Evan stroke himself slowly and surely, his hand matching the tempo their bodies had set. Rodney moaned at the sight of his lover jacking himself off as he fucked himself on Rodney’s cock and his hips started moving faster in response.
Chuck moved again, this time onto his knees. He leaned in and suckled the closest of Rodney’s nipples, eliciting a gasp from Rodney before moving and taking Evan’s cock in his mouth. As he sucked Evan off, Evan’s movements became more erratic as he fought between the dual sensations of Chuck’s mouth and Rodney’s cock. Both Evan and Rodney’s hands tangled in Chuck’s hair and held his head in place as he drew Evan’s orgasm out of him, easily drinking him down before sucking through the aftershocks. The spasms in Evan’s ass were enough to precipitate Rodney’s orgasm, and he gripped Evan’s thighs tightly as he thrust up one last time and emptied into him.
When Rodney came back to himself, Evan had already gotten off of him and was laying next to Rodney and opposite Chuck. Rodney looked over at Chuck, who was still on his hands and knees, still working on finishing himself off.
“Hey,” he said, tapping Chuck’s thigh, “come here.”
Chuck glanced back at him for a moment before moving so his knees were framing Rodney’s head and his cock was directly above Rodney. He touched his cock to Rodney’s lips and Rodney eagerly opened his mouth, accepting Chuck’s cock. He sucked and licked what he could of Chuck’s cock as Chuck carefully thrust down into his mouth. Chuck placed his forehead against Rodney’s thigh; his breath sent warm puffs of air tingling over Rodney’s sated cock. Rodney smiled, self-satisfied, as Chuck began to tremble and he pressed the tip of his tongue just under the head of Chuck’s cock before swathing it with his tongue and wrapping his lips around the head and gave him a deliberate suck. As always, Chuck came and Rodney hungrily swallowed.
Chuck collapsed on his side of the bed, his breathing still heavy. Once he composed himself, he moved so he was curled against Rodney’s side and Evan did the same on his side.
“I love you two,” Rodney told them both as he felt sleep blur the edges of his vision.
“Love you too,” both Evan and Chuck replied sleepily before the three of them dozed off.
They awoke an hour later and they stretched at the same time.
Evan giggled before kissing Rodney’s shoulder and placing his cheek against it. “So, I’ve been thinking,” he said, “now that we’re married and we have a place of our own, maybe we should start thinking about kids.”
“Why the hell would we want to do that?” Rodney replied, his post-sex glow dissipating.
Evan shrugged. “I don’t know. I kind of always wanted some.”
“You really are the poster child for the All-American boy, aren’t you?” Rodney asked sarcastically.
Evan huffed. “Look, it was just a thought. I know this is out of blue, but I wasn’t going to just randomly throw this out there when we didn’t know if we were planning for the long haul or not.”
“I think it’s a good idea,” Chuck told him.
“Am I the only one who doesn’t?” Rodney asked. “My dislike of children aside, think about it. While our schedules have gotten better, they’re still erratic enough that we can’t always guarantee what’s going to happen from day to day. And what happens the next time there’s a crisis? Remember the ones where *everyone* was on uppers for thirty-six hours straight before crashing for twelve? What would we do then?”
“It was just a thought, Rodney,” Evan sighed, turning away from Rodney.
“I’m sorry, Evan,” Rodney told him, moving so he could spoon behind him and wrapped an arm around Evan’s waist. “I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, I just don’t want to be unfair to the little goobers because we can’t take care of them. I’d suggest getting a cat, to see how we did with a pet first and go from there, but I know your allergies would preclude that.”
“Besides, pets still aren’t allowed,” Chuck reminded them as he spooned behind Rodney. “Why don’t we all think about this for a while? And I mean actually think about it,” he said, poking Rodney in the hip, “because Rodney does have a good point. Maybe in a week or two we’ll have some ideas and we’ll be able to have a constructive discussion and go from there. Agreed?”
“Agreed,” Evan replied.
“Agreed,” Rodney admitted reluctantly before his stomach growled. “And I guess that’s our cue to get moving again.”
Chuck and Evan laughed as Chuck rubbed Rodney’s belly before the three of them got up. They took quick turns in the shower in the interest of saving time – which had also been set up – before heading down to the mess hall.
As they sat down, Evan said, “We’ll have to do something with our extra stuff. I doubt we really need to have two coffee makers. Do you still have yours?” he asked Rodney.
Rodney shook his head. “I already donated mine to the science department. But I agree.”
“What about a garage sale or something?” Chuck asked. “I’m sure that other people who are moving in together are in the same situation. I could talk to Elizabeth about it and set something up. Might even be fun.” He grinned. “It would be interesting to see what sorts of things other people are getting rid of.”
“If you bring home a Chia Pet, you’ll be sleeping on the couch for a week,” Rodney told him.
Chuck pouted and Evan laughed. “You know he’s not serious,” he said as he put an arm around Chuck and hugged him to his side and Chuck laughed as well.
Rodney sighed. “Sadly, you’re right. I’m not.”
Rodney heard a snort of derision come from a table behind him. “Would you look at those faggots?” a voice said. “That’s just unnatural.”
Rodney bristled, ready to turn around and launch into whoever had said that when he heard a choked-off yelp and someone else, he was almost certain Andrews, reply, “Don’t go disrespecting a commanding officer that way if you know what’s good for you. Major Lorne’s one of the best you’ll ever have. And if Dr. McKay finds out what you said, you’ll have cold water indefinitely.” Rodney heard the offending soldier sputter as Andrews continued, “And Sergeant Campbell knows things. You wouldn’t want to get on his bad side either. Who they sleep with is their own damn business and none of yours and you’ll keep your mouth shut if you know what’s good for you.”
Rodney smiled to himself and made a mental note to talk to John about the incident before the next sensitivity training program. “So,” he said, mentally shaking off his bad mood, “about this garage sale – how were you thinking of handling it?”
As Chuck started talking, Rodney sat back in his chair and smiled. Right this moment, life was good.
Continue in Part 37
The complete header can be found in part 1.
Previous parts can be found here.
“Home, sweet home,” Evan replied with a sigh as the wormhole dissipated behind them.
“We need to talk after the debriefing,” Chuck whispered as he eyed Elizabeth coming out onto the balcony to greet them.
“Welcome home, gentlemen,” she called. “After you check in with Carson, I’d like to see you in my office.”
“No problem,” Evan called as they headed to the infirmary.
Once there, Carson had the three of them sit side by side on a hospital bed as he did a quick physical on each of them. “Did you three have a good time on your vacation?” he asked.
“You have no idea,” Rodney replied with a grin. “But you’ll have to wait for all the little details until after the debriefing.”
Carson smiled as well. “How about you three come over to my quarters tonight for dinner and we can discuss it then? I’m sure John will want to hear as well.”
“Sounds like a plan,” Evan replied. “What time?”
Carson glanced at his watch. “Six should work. I’m sure you’ll be done with Elizabeth by then and it’ll give John and I time to prepare.” He pulled off his gloves. “You’re all set to go and in great health – as usual.”
“Like we expected anything else,” Chuck replied with a laugh as they hopped off the bed. “We’ll see you later, Doc.”
They headed back to Elizabeth’s office and along the way were stopped a few times by friends and acquaintances asking after their vacation. By the time they reached Elizabeth’s office, Rodney wanted to know how many people knew they had stayed on Lapras and what they thought the three of them had been doing.
“Welcome back again, gentlemen,” Elizabeth told them when they entered. “How did things go?”
“Very well,” Rodney replied. “The Laprans are still working through the moral and philosophical implications of what they’ve done, but I think things are going to be much better for them now. And the Korsans didn’t try any sort of retaliation measures while we were there.”
“But you did outline harsh penalties if they did try something,” Evan told him. “And after what’s happened in the past month or so between the Laprans and the Korsans, I doubt they’ll be eager to rush into anything.”
“This is true,” Rodney thoughtfully agreed. Turning his attention back to Elizabeth, he said, “Now that things are better with the Laprans and you’ve had a bit of first-hand experience with them, I’d like to again broach the subject of trading with them.”
“I’ll consider it, Rodney. But you do realize that the language barrier is a big hindrance when it comes to trade relations.”
“Well, Chuck and I were considering learning Lapran as well, Dr. Weir,” Evan told her. “And I’m sure that a few of the anthropologists and linguists would love to learn it too.”
“I’m not teaching everybody,” Rodney murmured.
“Then make a dictionary,” Evan muttered back.
“Don’t give him any ideas,” Chuck said quietly. “Or we’ll never see him.”
“Gentlemen,” Elizabeth said with raised eyebrows, regaining their attention. “Since there were no problems on Lapras, you’re free to go. But I would like a report from all of you in my email tomorrow.” As they stood, Elizabeth said, “And Chuck and Major Lorne – I’d like to see what you think about Atlantis’ trade relationship with Lapras.”
“Yes, ma’am,” they both replied before the three of them left.
“What did you want to talk about?” Evan asked as they left the control room.
“How we’re going to handle these,” Chuck replied, fingering his necklace through his shirt.
“I don’t see what we have to talk about,” Evan replied with a shrug. “If anyone asks, we can just say that they were gifts from the Laprans.”
Rodney stared at him for a long moment before striding off in a huff. He knew that the whole ‘bond friend’ thing didn’t mean as much to people from Earth as it did to the Laprans, but the fact that Evan was taking it so lightly now hurt him. And it wasn’t like he had known that Kelly was going to marry them as well, but if Chuck and Evan hadn’t wanted to do it, they could have spoken up.
“Rodney!” Evan called after him, but Rodney didn’t stop. “Wait –!”
“Leave him go, Evan,” Chuck said. After that their voices became unintelligible.
Rodney went to one of the hardly used balconies to clear his head. He had thought the three of them were all on the same page with their relationship, but now he wasn’t so sure. He knew he would need to talk to them, but at the moment it was too raw. It hurt knowing that he had been ready to fully commit himself to people who weren’t ready to do the same.
Rodney finally left the balcony and headed to his quarters. He cleaned up before heading over to Carson’s. When he arrived, Carson and John greeted him warmly and Chuck and Evan had already arrived and were sitting on the couch. Evan looked regretful when Rodney entered.
Chuck got up and made a beeline for Rodney. He gave him a hug, his arm lingering on Rodney’s waist as he leaned close and whispered in Rodney’s ear, “Are you okay?”
“I don’t know,” Rodney replied honestly. “I know Evan wasn’t trying to be hurtful, but it did hurt.”
“I know and so does he and he feels bad about it.” Chuck pulled back so he could look in Rodney’s eyes. “We’ll talk later, okay?”
Rodney nodded. “Okay.”
He let Chuck grab his hand and lead him over to the couch. Chuck had Rodney sit between him and Evan, not letting go of Rodney’s hand.
Evan tentatively took Rodney’s other hand and Rodney let him. “I’m sorry about earlier,” he told Rodney.
Rodney nodded. “We can talk about it later,” he replied.
“Everything okay?” John asked with a raised eyebrow as he finished setting the table.
Looking up at him, Rodney nodded and replied, “It will be. Just a, uh, misunderstanding. So. Here we are. I hope you’ve both settled back in okay.”
“We weren’t gone that long, Rodney,” John replied with an amused look. “But, yes, we have.”
“It was extraordinary seeing where you were and the people you were with, Rodney,” Carson added. “It’s no wonder you came back so changed. And I really would like to pick your brain some time about Lapran medical practices.”
Rodney shrugged. “Sure.”
“Dinner’s ready,” John said. “Come and get it.”
As they moved to the table, Evan eyed the sandwiches and chips and said, “I don’t know, Sheppard. We were kind of spoiled on Lapras. I don’t know if we can go back to normal food.” Chuck started giggling and Rodney elbowed Evan in the ribs. “But I guess we’ll have to make do.”
“Their food was good,” John agreed. “Especially considering they have a more limited food supply than we did our first year,” he glared at Evan, “which a newbie such as yourself wouldn’t understand or appreciate.”
Rodney enjoyed the good-natured ribbing that was going on. “Before I was stranded there, I would have made a snide comment about how they couldn’t possibly be able to do the things they’ve done, but it’s amazing how well they’ve been able to adapt to their surroundings. John and Carson, I wish I could have shown you where we make the silk and the glass.”
“Those were really cool,” Chuck affirmed with a bob of his head.
“What else happened aside from Chuck and Evan getting the complete tour?” Carson asked.
Rodney blushed. “We were officially bonded and we got these necklaces,” he touched his, which had remained outside of his shirt, “instead of the traditional earcuffs.” His hand instinctively went to his ear to make sure his was still there. “And we were kind of married,” he rushed.
“You were what?” John asked, his eyes going wide. “What do you mean ‘kind of married’?”
“I think the ‘kind of part’ comes in when debating if being married by people from another planet counts as binding,” Evan replied. “But either way you look at it, we were.”
“This wasn’t some bizarre thing where they forced you, was it?” John asked dubiously.
“Well, they did spring it on us at the end of the binding ceremony – which we knew about and consented to. But no, they didn’t force us.” Evan’s hand slid onto Rodney’s thigh and he gently squeezed and Rodney placed his hand on top of Evan’s. “In fact, I think they’re still weirded out by the idea of three guys together.”
“Semantics aside, congratulations,” Carson told them. “And given that news, now should maybe be the time we bring up some news that we have. While you three were gone, Elizabeth cleared some of the family quarters for use.”
“Finally,” Chuck replied. “Now I won’t have to listen to people bitching about it in the control room after Elizabeth tells them she’ll think about it. Especially after John did all of the mapping and checks years ago.”
“You did what?” Rodney replied, a little louder than he intended. “I knew you were insane, but that’s just downright stupid.”
John’s ears had gone bright red. “I thought we’d already talked about that, Rodney,” he replied calmly. “Besides, you know Atlantis loves me. She wouldn’t have let me get hurt.”
Rodney huffed. “Yes, yes, we know you’re her golden son returned home. And I know it’s way in the past, but I hope you realize how stupid and foolish it was to do it on your own.”
“I’ve been reprimanded more than once about it,” John replied with a nod. “But that’s not the point. The point is that the three of you won’t have to sneak around any more if you don’t want to.”
“Especially considering that if they didn’t know about us before, they do now,” Chuck added. “It’ll be interesting to see what’s being said about us.”
“We’ll be moving too, if that makes you feel any better,” Carson told them. “And I know that most of the other couples will be as well.”
“Are you sure?” Rodney asked them doubtfully. “Do you think you’re ready for that step?”
Carson gave Rodney an ‘I’m not stupid’ look as he replied, “I wouldn’t move an inch if I wasn’t ready, Rodney, and neither would John. But we’re going to look at the quarters tomorrow and see if we find one we like, if you want to come along and look for yourselves.”
“We’ll have to talk about it,” Rodney replied. He knew being able to move in together would be a huge step for the three of them and he wanted to make sure they were ready for it.
The conversation turned to other topics as John and Carson caught them up on what had been going on while they were gone. Not long after they finished, the three men bade their hosts good night and headed out.
When they entered Chuck’s quarters, Evan turned to Rodney and said, “I really am sorry about what I said earlier. I wasn’t thinking and it obviously showed. I didn’t mean to diminish what we decided to do, but even with Elizabeth relaxing the rules, you know I’m still a very private person when it comes to relationships, and I don’t think it’s anybody else’s business.”
“Apology accepted,” Rodney replied. “And I’m sorry if I overreacted. As you both know, I take the whole bond friend custom very seriously and it felt like you were just passing it off like it was nothing and like what we have is nothing when I know that’s really not true. The important people will know what’s what and everyone else can think whatever they want.” He paused for a moment before continuing, this time to both of them. “And I’m sorry about the marriage part of it. I honestly didn’t know Kelly was going to do that.”
“Duly noted,” Chuck replied with a smile as he closed the distance to Rodney. He smiled and let out a soft chuckle. “But I don’t really mind as long as we get the wedding night we were denied on Lapras.”
“I think that can be arranged,” Rodney replied, wrapping an arm around Chuck’s waist and pulling him close to his side. “What do you think?” he asked Evan.
“I think that sounds like a great idea,” Evan replied, joining them. “I know I’ve been bad about expressing it, but I’ve been in this for the long haul since the beginning. Actually being married by somebody was just icing on the cake. And now that we’re married, we should do the paperwork, even if no one else will recognize it.”
“And tomorrow we’ll go house hunting,” Chuck added.
“And we’ll have to decide how out we’re going to be,” Rodney threw out.
“Like you said, the important people will know for sure and everyone else can think what they want and if they guess, they guess,” Evan replied. “And I promise I’ll work on not trying to hide it so much. Just don’t expect me to chair the Atlantis Pride event.”
“There’s going to be an Atlantis Pride event?” Chuck asked, incredulously.
“Not if I have anything to do with it,” Rodney told him. “As much as I’m all for the idea, Pride events tend to just be tacky.”
Chuck pouted and Rodney kissed him in response. “I suppose I can let that go, if this is what I get instead.”
“Oh, you’ll get a lot more,” Rodney replied, pulling away from them and starting to undress.
The next morning, Chuck, Evan, and Rodney met John and Carson in the mess hall for breakfast before heading out to look at the newly approved quarters. A few had signs on the doors stating they were already claimed. But two next to each other were unmarked and the five men looked at each other, shrugged, and entered the first one.
It was cozy, but had a kitchenette, bedroom, bathroom, and living area – and was the perfect size for two people.
“I’m surprised no one’s snatched this one up,” Carson said. “It’s next to a transporter and comfortable.”
“But it doesn’t have a whole lot of growth potential,” John told him. “I think the people that are moving in over here are planning on being here for quite a while – if not the long haul. That usually includes children.”
“Which I have no desire to have,” Carson replied. “My nieces and nephews were enough, thank you.”
“I think that settles it, then,” John stated. “We’ll take it. Let’s go look for your quarters,” he said to the trio as they all exited.
Carson quickly scrawled a sign from the provisions left on a small table by the transporter and tacked it onto the door before they all trooped next door.
Inside it was much more spacious than the one next to it. It had the kitchenette, bathroom, living area, and bedroom – which was larger than the one in John and Carson’s new quarters. There were also two smaller rooms that were, surprisingly, unfurnished.
“I’m surprised no one snapped this one up,” Evan said. “It’s perfect for a family.”
“Too close to the transporter?” Rodney queried. “It would be too easy for a small child to transit somewhere else in the city.”
“Then I say we take it,” Chuck called from the master bedroom. “It’s enough space for us – maybe even more than we need – and this bed is outstanding.”
“You are such a hedonist,” Rodney said, leaning against the doorway and grinning at Chuck, who was lying spread-eagle on the bed.
“Don’t deny you’ve appreciated my efforts, though,” Chuck replied and Rodney shook his head in amusement.
“I think we should take it,” Evan said as he joined them. “This bed is obviously more than big enough for the three of us and Rodney can use one of the spare rooms as a study if he wants.”
“Don’t tempt him,” Chuck said. “We’ll never see him if we let him do that. But I second that.”
“I’m not going to argue,” Rodney replied. “And I’m not going to make it into a study. I’d rather keep the experiments in the lab. They can be storage or guest rooms or whatever.” A light bulb went off and he grinned. “You could turn one into a studio if you want,” he said to Evan.
Evan stared at him for a moment, a number of emotions crossing his face quickly.
“What?” Rodney asked. “I can appreciate art. Especially when it’s yours.”
Chuck got up and joined them. “I think it’s been decided. You don’t have to make up your mind now, though, Evan.” He pushed through them to go into the living room and rejoin an amused Carson and John. “I’m going to make a sign before anyone who might have seen us starts thinking all five of us are having an orgy.”
“You’re no fun,” Evan replied with a pout.
“Oh, we’ll have our own little orgy later,” Rodney breathed in Evan’s ear before following the others outside. “Who are we moving first?”
“Let’s move Carson first,” John said. “He has a better chance of being needed on a more regular basis than the rest of us.”
“I haven’t even started packing,” Carson protested.
“None of us has, Doc,” John replied. “But when you are ready, we’ll move you first. I’ll even help you pack, if you’d like.”
“I think I just might,” Carson replied with a wicked smile as they stepped in the transporter. “We’ll see you three later,” he said as John pressed their destination and the doors closed.
“I don’t think we’re going to be seeing them for a while,” Chuck replied as the transporter’s doors reopened and they got in.
“Not that it really matters,” Evan replied. “We’ve got our own work to do.”
Rodney sighed as he stopped going through his things and stretched his back. He hadn’t realized how much stuff he had accumulated prior to his time on Lapras and how much of it he didn’t want any more. He set a few things aside for people who he knew would be able to use them and appreciate them, but the majority of stuff he had no idea what to do with.
He sighed again and began throwing things into boxes. He figured it would just be easier to sort through his stuff once he was in the new quarters and having to share space with Evan and Chuck would put a premium on space and would force him to choose what to keep and what to discard.
“Are you all set, sir?” one of the Marines asked, stopping just outside the door.
“I think so,” Rodney replied, hatching the top of the last box. “You can come in, Andrews,” he told him as he picked up the box. “Everything that’s boxed up is going over. After that, it’ll just be some odds and ends.”
Andrews, along with two more Marines and three of the scientists came in and they grabbed boxes before following Rodney out and down to his new quarters. Rodney had been surprised that, once word got around that new quarters had been opened for people to use, everyone was so willing to help everyone else move. He knew, realistically, they were doing it so they’d have people who would return the favor, but the turnout was still amazing. Not only were they able to move John and Carson into their quarters in one morning, they were moving himself, Chuck, and Evan in the same afternoon.
When Rodney and his little band arrived at his new quarters, he called over his shoulder as he entered, “Just put the boxes wherever you can find a spot. We’ll sort everything out later.”
“If that isn’t a sign you’ve changed, I don’t know what is,” Chuck said with a smirk as Rodney set his box down. “Before your time on Lapras, you would have been lording over all of us and telling us meticulously where everything went as it came through the door.”
Rodney pulled Chuck close to him and murmured, “And also before my time on Lapras, I would have never been doing something like this.”
Chuck chuckled. “Neither would I. We’d better get finished. I think Evan has something planned for us.”
“Damn right, I do,” Evan told them as he joined them from the master bedroom. “Now, get moving or I’ll start penalizing you both without telling either of you what’s being taken away. And you don’t want that, now do you?”
“Do you act this way with your soldiers too?” Rodney asked.
“Depends,” Evan replied with a shrug of his eyebrows and a smirk as he left both of them.
Rodney and Chuck both sighed and headed out to finish cleaning out their quarters.
As Rodney took a last look around his, he felt an odd twinge of nostalgia and sadness for leaving, even if he had never spent much time here, but the memories he did have were strong ones. But it only lasted for a second before he left and the door closed behind him for the last time.
Back in his new quarters, Evan and Chuck were alone and they had started unpacking the boxes, with no distinction between whose was whose. Rodney started to help them, but Evan stopped them both and kissed first Chuck, then Rodney.
“Welcome home,” he told them both.
“I hope neither of you were expecting me to carry you across the threshold,” Rodney told them, nervousness suddenly hitting him again. “Because it’s a little late for that now.”
“I think we can do without that,” Chuck told him. “But I can think of a few other things we could do to settle into our new place that don’t include unpacking.” He grinned naughtily at both of them.
“I think that’s a great idea,” Evan agreed. He tugged their hands and led them to the bedroom.
The room was still sparsely furnished, but the bed had been made and supplies laid out on one of the bedside tables. Rodney chuckled inwardly at seeing how his lovers’ priorities were ordered.
“Stop thinking,” Evan murmured, coming up behind Rodney and running his hands under the hem of Rodney’s shirt.
“Oh, believe me, I’m not thinking,” Rodney replied as he leaned back against Evan.
Evan nuzzled Rodney’s neck as his hands came around Rodney’s sides and up his stomach to his chest. Rodney gasped as Evan ran his thumbs over Rodney’s nipples. Chuck joined them and pulled Rodney’s shirt off before kissing him deeply and grinding his hips against Rodney.
“If you two keep this up,” Rodney gasped as he felt arousal sweep through him, “I’m not going to last much longer.”
“We wouldn’t want that, now would we?” Chuck asked as he stepped back and pulled off his own shirt before going for his pants. “Come on, you two and hurry up – there’s far too much clothing being worn right now.”
Rodney’s hands reached his fly a second after Evan’s did. Evan deftly undid the buttons on Rodney’s fly before reaching inside to stroke Rodney’s half-hard cock. Rodney arched against his touch as he fully hardened.
“Don’t come yet,” Evan told him as he stopped. “I want you to come inside me.”
Rodney’s whimper turned into a moan. “Then what are we waiting for?” he asked breathlessly.
Evan chuckled softly as he stepped back and broke contact. When he and Rodney finished undressing, they moved to get on the bed, but were stopped by the image of Chuck – who was spread out in the middle of the bed, hands behind his head, erection curving up towards his stomach – watching them. Rodney couldn’t help noticing a couple of pillows strategically placed beneath Chuck’s hips.
“Now that I have your attention,” Chuck drawled, pushing himself up onto his elbows, “who’s going to get over here and fuck me?”
Both Rodney and Evan moved at the same time and landed on either side of Chuck. Rodney leaned in and captured Chuck’s mouth with his own, kissing him deeply and passionately. Chuck responded in kind, a hand coming up to tangle in Rodney’s hair and keep him in place. Chuck yelped into Rodney’s mouth and broke the kiss to glare at Evan, who grinned mischievously at him, his hand still on Chuck’s nipple. Evan took the opportunity and captured Chuck’s mouth.
Rodney watched his lovers avidly, desire pooling in his groin. He blindly reached behind himself and, after a moment of searching, grabbed the lube off the table. Still watching them, he opened the tube and coated his fingers. He trailed them lightly down Chuck’s stomach from his navel to his groin, carefully skirted around Chuck’s cock and balls, and down to brush over his asshole. Chuck shivered and opened his legs wider. Rodney carefully worked a first finger inside of Chuck, enjoying watching Chuck and Evan as they continued kissing and touching each other. As he worked a second finger inside Chuck, Rodney did his best to ignore the growing insistence of his own arousal – he wanted to wait until he was inside Evan before letting himself go.
Rodney smiled to himself as he saw that Chuck was starting to respond to his ministrations, gently thrusting down to meet the inward thrust of Rodney’s fingers. He added a third finger and kept going, knowing that Chuck was almost ready.
A few more thrusts and Chuck broke the kiss, panting heavily. “Just get on with it already,” he panted.
Rodney grinned up at Evan as he withdrew his fingers from Chuck. He recoated them and wrapped his fingers around Evan’s cock and began slowly stroking him. Evan let out a stuttered breath as he dropped his head and closed his eyes and his hips began thrusting into Rodney’s hand. Once Evan’s cock had been sufficiently coated, Rodney let go and Evan settled between Chuck’s legs. Carefully cradling Chuck’s ass, Evan slowly pushed himself inside, making Chuck feel every inch as he did so. Chuck writhed beneath him, his breath coming quicker and more erratically. They took a moment once Evan was completely inside of him, before Evan moved so he was leaning over Chuck, his weight supported by his hands and knees, and he began pounding into Chuck. Chuck easily met his thrusts with his own, his cock rubbing against Evan’s stomach, breathy moans coming from both of them every time Evan hit his prostate.
Rodney drank the sight of his lovers in, his still-slick hand wrapping around his own erection and slowly jacked himself off as he watched them become more and more erratic the closer they got to completion. Evan came first – his whole body stiffening as he released his essence into Chuck. Chuck came a second afterwards, a soft cry escaping his lips as he did so, splattering both himself and Evan. Rodney gasped at the sight of them and his cock jumped in his hand. He was so close, he could feel his body start to rush and his focus narrowing.
Both Evan and Chuck looked at him at the same time, their expressions all desire and lust and want and that undid him, Rodney’s own seed spilling out and over his hand.
“God, you are so hot when you do that,” Chuck told Rodney as Evan withdrew from him and leaned back so he could look at both of them.
Rodney blushed slightly as he wiped his hand on the sheet and turned onto his back. “I hope you don’t mind waiting a bit,” he said to Evan. “I’m not exactly a teenager anymore.”
“Neither am I, but who said anything about waiting?” Evan asked with a lascivious grin. “I have no intention of waiting.”
He went back down on his hands and knees and stalked up the length of Rodney’s body, his knees going on either side of Rodney’s hips. He leaned down so he could kiss Rodney and Rodney groaned into his mouth as he gently thrust up against Evan. As they nipped and kissed each other, Evan began slowly rolling his hips against Rodney’s, sending soft sparks of arousal through both of them. Chuck joined them, his front pressed against their sides as he leaned on his elbow and ran his free hand over whatever bare patch of skin he could touch and kissed whatever part he could get his mouth on. When Evan and Rodney broke off their kiss, they both turned their heads and the three of them took turns kissing each other languidly, and soon Rodney’s focus had pared down to the physical sensations of what they were doing.
As Rodney started to feel his body respond again, Evan found the lube and handed it over to Chuck. Without a word, Chuck opened the tube and spread some lube on his fingers and pressed them into the crack in Evan’s ass and began to gently work his way inside of Evan.
“I want you inside of me now,” Evan whispered hungrily in Rodney’s ear with a slow, deliberate roll of his hips and partial erection against Rodney.
Rodney gasped and his eyes widened in desire as Evan thrust back against Chuck’s fingers. Rodney looked at Chuck, who was watching him avidly, his own cock becoming a presence against Rodney’s thigh. Chuck bent down and kissed him, tongue licking across Rodney’s lips, seeking access which Rodney easily gave and they plundered each other’s mouths as Chuck’s fingers easily went about their work of preparing Evan. Rodney groaned into Chuck’s mouth as Evan began sucking his pulse point. Chuck’s hand wrapped around Rodney’s mostly erect cock, stroking him confidently as he coated it in lube. Rodney arched into his hand, craving the touch and wanting more, so much more.
When Chuck finished, he helped Rodney and Evan line themselves up so that Evan could slowly slide down onto Rodney’s cock. Once Rodney was completely seated inside of him, Evan rolled his hips and Rodney groaned as his hands settled on Evan’s thighs near his hips and his erection flared fully to life. The muscles in Evan’s ass contracted around him and Rodney moaned, thrusting up into Evan. This had to be Rodney’s favorite position – he was able to more clearly watch his partners while the three of them made love and he always found it extraordinarily hot whenever either the one on top jacked himself off or whoever wasn’t directly involved sucked the top off.
They set a slow, unhurried pace – intent more on what they were feeling than on getting off. They both shifted and Evan’s eyes closed as he groaned; they’d hit Evan’s prostate. Rodney tightened his grip on Evan’s thighs and kept stroking his prostate on every pass, watching Evan’s cock harden fully and his breathing grow shallower and move from his nose to his mouth. They continued letting the pressure build slowly and Rodney focused on the feeling of Evan’s ass rhythmically squeezing around his cock and Chuck’s cock shallowly thrusting against his hip.
But soon things shifted and Chuck moved away slightly so he could take control of himself and Evan did the same. Rodney licked his lips as he watched Evan stroke himself slowly and surely, his hand matching the tempo their bodies had set. Rodney moaned at the sight of his lover jacking himself off as he fucked himself on Rodney’s cock and his hips started moving faster in response.
Chuck moved again, this time onto his knees. He leaned in and suckled the closest of Rodney’s nipples, eliciting a gasp from Rodney before moving and taking Evan’s cock in his mouth. As he sucked Evan off, Evan’s movements became more erratic as he fought between the dual sensations of Chuck’s mouth and Rodney’s cock. Both Evan and Rodney’s hands tangled in Chuck’s hair and held his head in place as he drew Evan’s orgasm out of him, easily drinking him down before sucking through the aftershocks. The spasms in Evan’s ass were enough to precipitate Rodney’s orgasm, and he gripped Evan’s thighs tightly as he thrust up one last time and emptied into him.
When Rodney came back to himself, Evan had already gotten off of him and was laying next to Rodney and opposite Chuck. Rodney looked over at Chuck, who was still on his hands and knees, still working on finishing himself off.
“Hey,” he said, tapping Chuck’s thigh, “come here.”
Chuck glanced back at him for a moment before moving so his knees were framing Rodney’s head and his cock was directly above Rodney. He touched his cock to Rodney’s lips and Rodney eagerly opened his mouth, accepting Chuck’s cock. He sucked and licked what he could of Chuck’s cock as Chuck carefully thrust down into his mouth. Chuck placed his forehead against Rodney’s thigh; his breath sent warm puffs of air tingling over Rodney’s sated cock. Rodney smiled, self-satisfied, as Chuck began to tremble and he pressed the tip of his tongue just under the head of Chuck’s cock before swathing it with his tongue and wrapping his lips around the head and gave him a deliberate suck. As always, Chuck came and Rodney hungrily swallowed.
Chuck collapsed on his side of the bed, his breathing still heavy. Once he composed himself, he moved so he was curled against Rodney’s side and Evan did the same on his side.
“I love you two,” Rodney told them both as he felt sleep blur the edges of his vision.
“Love you too,” both Evan and Chuck replied sleepily before the three of them dozed off.
They awoke an hour later and they stretched at the same time.
Evan giggled before kissing Rodney’s shoulder and placing his cheek against it. “So, I’ve been thinking,” he said, “now that we’re married and we have a place of our own, maybe we should start thinking about kids.”
“Why the hell would we want to do that?” Rodney replied, his post-sex glow dissipating.
Evan shrugged. “I don’t know. I kind of always wanted some.”
“You really are the poster child for the All-American boy, aren’t you?” Rodney asked sarcastically.
Evan huffed. “Look, it was just a thought. I know this is out of blue, but I wasn’t going to just randomly throw this out there when we didn’t know if we were planning for the long haul or not.”
“I think it’s a good idea,” Chuck told him.
“Am I the only one who doesn’t?” Rodney asked. “My dislike of children aside, think about it. While our schedules have gotten better, they’re still erratic enough that we can’t always guarantee what’s going to happen from day to day. And what happens the next time there’s a crisis? Remember the ones where *everyone* was on uppers for thirty-six hours straight before crashing for twelve? What would we do then?”
“It was just a thought, Rodney,” Evan sighed, turning away from Rodney.
“I’m sorry, Evan,” Rodney told him, moving so he could spoon behind him and wrapped an arm around Evan’s waist. “I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, I just don’t want to be unfair to the little goobers because we can’t take care of them. I’d suggest getting a cat, to see how we did with a pet first and go from there, but I know your allergies would preclude that.”
“Besides, pets still aren’t allowed,” Chuck reminded them as he spooned behind Rodney. “Why don’t we all think about this for a while? And I mean actually think about it,” he said, poking Rodney in the hip, “because Rodney does have a good point. Maybe in a week or two we’ll have some ideas and we’ll be able to have a constructive discussion and go from there. Agreed?”
“Agreed,” Evan replied.
“Agreed,” Rodney admitted reluctantly before his stomach growled. “And I guess that’s our cue to get moving again.”
Chuck and Evan laughed as Chuck rubbed Rodney’s belly before the three of them got up. They took quick turns in the shower in the interest of saving time – which had also been set up – before heading down to the mess hall.
As they sat down, Evan said, “We’ll have to do something with our extra stuff. I doubt we really need to have two coffee makers. Do you still have yours?” he asked Rodney.
Rodney shook his head. “I already donated mine to the science department. But I agree.”
“What about a garage sale or something?” Chuck asked. “I’m sure that other people who are moving in together are in the same situation. I could talk to Elizabeth about it and set something up. Might even be fun.” He grinned. “It would be interesting to see what sorts of things other people are getting rid of.”
“If you bring home a Chia Pet, you’ll be sleeping on the couch for a week,” Rodney told him.
Chuck pouted and Evan laughed. “You know he’s not serious,” he said as he put an arm around Chuck and hugged him to his side and Chuck laughed as well.
Rodney sighed. “Sadly, you’re right. I’m not.”
Rodney heard a snort of derision come from a table behind him. “Would you look at those faggots?” a voice said. “That’s just unnatural.”
Rodney bristled, ready to turn around and launch into whoever had said that when he heard a choked-off yelp and someone else, he was almost certain Andrews, reply, “Don’t go disrespecting a commanding officer that way if you know what’s good for you. Major Lorne’s one of the best you’ll ever have. And if Dr. McKay finds out what you said, you’ll have cold water indefinitely.” Rodney heard the offending soldier sputter as Andrews continued, “And Sergeant Campbell knows things. You wouldn’t want to get on his bad side either. Who they sleep with is their own damn business and none of yours and you’ll keep your mouth shut if you know what’s good for you.”
Rodney smiled to himself and made a mental note to talk to John about the incident before the next sensitivity training program. “So,” he said, mentally shaking off his bad mood, “about this garage sale – how were you thinking of handling it?”
As Chuck started talking, Rodney sat back in his chair and smiled. Right this moment, life was good.
Continue in Part 37
