By: Lissa Knight
CATEGORY: First Time
WARNINGS: Sexual Situations
Daniel licked his lips. Something tasted…sweet. He looked up
to see the sky above him open, and rain started falling down fast. “
Daniel’s brow furrowed. “I just need to finish this section –”
“NOW” Mitchell shouted, moving the tone up a gear.
“What’s the hurry?” he shouted back, still thumbing the outline of the relic.
“The hurry is I said MOVE IT, Jackson!” Mitchell retorted, with a take-no-shit kind of tone.
P3X-982 was a barren planet, nondescript except for the biannual rainstorms that the villagers were wary of, and with good cause, given the not too substantial nature of their dwellings. Locals were scurrying left and right, shepherding each other to the largest buildings.
The other members of SG11 were heading towards the town hall along with the throng of worried villagers. Daniel didn’t move from his spot, to the side of the stone-carved tablet he was trying to decipher. Rain dripped from his short, chopped hair onto his shoulders. The tablet offered no shelter, but he was determined, no, desperate to carry on. In all likelihood if he missed this window, it would be days before they’d be back out there.
Mitchell looked across at him. Rain was bouncing from
Daniel turned, and Mitchell felt his stomach knot.
His vision was broken with
With no further conversation, Mitchell strode over to him
with the full intention of moving him to shelter, whether
“What’s your problem?” shouted Daniel, his saliva mixing with the rain as it shot towards Cameron’s lips.
“My problem is you, Jackson” he shouted back, before acting
on the ache in his gut and pushing his lips onto Jackson’s rough, cracked ones.
He expected protest, shock, revulsion even, but
The fire in Mitchell’s belly grew as he grabbed Daniel’s
arms and threw them hard against the wall. As he did,
“I don’t believe I have yet” came the whispered reply.
If it was possible, this made Mitchell even harder. The rain had soaked them both through but there was no way he could stop now. His hands moved from Daniel’s wrists to his t-shirt, heavy and wet. He ripped it up and over Jackson’s head and threw it down on the deserted courtyard, his fingers moving quickly back and finding Daniel’s neck, holding him back whilst biting, as urgent as he felt it, from his nape to his defined shoulder.
Daniel’s fingers were moving now, finding Mitchell’s hips, sliding around his back momentarily to grab his butt and then moving, quicker, to his fly. He paused; appreciating the feel of the colonel’s cock straining against his coarse, wet BDU’s.
Cameron let out a low groan as he bit Daniel’s shoulder harder. He felt ready to give it his all right now, but fought, to stop this moment ever ending, and instead focused on Jackson, moving his lips up from the blood red bites he had left, up to Jackson’s ear, glistening in the rain. His tongue pushed into the soft opening as he heard Daniel groan. Taking this as a good sign, hell, a great sign, Cameron took his hands lower, tracing the defined abs muscles down and searching for the hard cock that had been pressing him.
The released each other in unison, hands gripping the base of each other’s cocks and finding an urgent rhythm that worked with the pelting rain.
“God you’re beautiful,” sighed Cameron straight into Daniel’s ear, his voice trembling with the feel of each pull on his cock.
“And you’re going to get it, for calling me beautiful” shot
With barely time to bask, Mitchell was being grabbed around
his waist and his body turned face into the stone relic. His combats came down
“You…you taking it home
Daniel began biting his ear as he slid up and down, creating a sweet spot that made him growl, “I’m just following orders, colonel. You told me to move it. I’m moving it.”
All Cameron could manage was “Oh sweet Jesus” before
Cameron’s hands went to cup his face, and his thumb felt a
“Daniel?” he said gently “It’s okay.”
Daniel looked up at him, still weeping softly and simply said, “I know. With you, I know.”
** The End **
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