Fic: Merry Christmas (McKay/Sheppard)
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sga_santaTitle: Merry Christmas
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misalady
Recipient:katie_kibble
Pairing: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard
Rating: NC-17 and totally NOT work-safe
Summary: John and Rodney spend Christmas with Madison. Rodney's a bit reluctant, of course. But John's excited...
Author's Notes: This isn't my regular style. I'm a hard, fast, and dirty kind of gal. (Well, the stories I write tend to be, anyway.) But my Secret Santa recipient wanted something a bit softer than that. Warning: EXTREMELY MUSHY! I hope she likes it.
Disclaimer: I don't own the boys, though that would be nice in more ways than one. Neither do I own Madison. If I did own these guys, I'd be FAR better off financially than I am. I'm not trying to make money off of this, just trying to make my Santa recipient happy.
Merry Christmas
"Sheppard, I don't DO Christmas."
"Come on, Rodney, it will be fun."
"Fun? I don't consider traipsing around the woods look for a 'good tree' to chop down to be the most thrilling activity, thank you."
"Well, don't do it for me, then. Do it for Madison."
"I can't believe we got roped into watching her for so long. And, what's worse? You. You seem almost excited about this!"
"Well, how often am I going to do all the fun kid stuff surrounding Christmas as an adult? It's not exactly like like we have any kids ourselves," John stole a glance at Rodney, dropped his voice a little, "I've always kind of wanted one." Seeing Rodney go wide-eyed, John quickly started talking again, "Besides, if you help us do the tree, I promise, there will be a reward of chocolate."
"How much chocolate?"
"As much as you want, Rodney. As much as you want." John said, pulling into the driveway at Jeannie's house.
"Well, I suppose I can spend an hour or two in the woods if it's going to get me chocolate." Rodney said as they climbed out of the car.
"And of course, if we've got a tree, we'll have to decorate it..."
Rodney opened his mouth in protest was distracted by the sudden appearance of a small whirlwind heading towards them. "Uncle Mer! Uncle John!" Madison ran over to John, flinging her arms around his legs. Looking up at him, she said, "Mommy says I get to spend Christmas with you and Uncle Mer."
Scooping Madison up in his arms, John said, "That's right, kiddo. Your Mom and Dad are going to Las Vegas for your aunt's wedding. They thought you'd be bored so you get to stay here with us." This was only partially true. Kaleb's sister was actually getting married in Las Vegas, but she had made it abundantly clear that the wedding was for adults only. Jeannie had emailed John, complaining about it and he had offered to watch Madison... but John didn't think Madison needed the whole story.
Inside the house, John set Madison down to hug Jeannie. "Thanks for taking Madison. She's really excited." Hugging Rodney, she said, "You're welcome to help yourselves to whatever is in the cabinets and refrigerator. There are some presents in our room for Madison, from you-know-who, along with with some gifts for you and your husband." At this, Rodney and John both flashed huge smiles. When they were in the US, nobody really acknowledged their marriage, but Jeannie - and most of the Canadians they knew - did. "John said that the two of you wanted to do the tree," Rodney shot a small scowl at John, who just smirked, "So we didn't set one up. We'll have our cell phones on us and I've taped a list of numbers on the fridge, including the numbers of any friends who are allowed to come over. Madison can spend the night at any of their places, if they invite her. Is there anything I've left out?"
"No," John said, "I think we're going to be fine."
----
A few minutes later, Jeannie and Kaleb left in a cab.
That night, Rodney stood in front of the stove stirring a pot of hot chocolate. He added some sugar, chocolate, and a little bit of butter. "Homemade hot chocolate for three." One of the few things Rodney did that he found truly stress-free and relaxing. Madison was sitting at the table coloring.
Rodney walked into the living room with a cup of hot chocolate for John and handed it to him. John took a sip, leaned in towards Rodney, and kissed him. "Rodney this is delicious." John had the TV on, but the volume was on mute. He flipped through the channels. Finally, he stopped. "Found it! Do you guys want to watch to Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer? It was my favorite as a kid!"
Rodney had a second or two to marvel at how, when not faced with constant threat of impending doom, Sheppard was really a kind of happy-go-lucky guy, before Madison came running into the room. "I do, I do!"
The three of them arranged themselves on the couch, with Rodney against the arm of the couch, John leaning against him, and Madison leaning againt John. This arrangement slowly changed to Madison on John's lap, followed by Madison stretched out, sleeping, across both of their laps. "Children are so strange," Rodney said after the movie was over when he looked down at Madison.
"Come on, Rodney, let's tuck her in. I'll carry her." Rodney watched as John slowly picked up Madison. Rodney followed John down the hall to her room. "Rodney, pull the covers back." John gently laid Madison down in bed, placed the doll that was forever parked on her bed in her arms, and the two of them quietly walked out of the room, closing the door behind them.
"Where'd you learn do that?" Rodney asked.
"Oh, an ex-girlfriend of mine had kids."
"Huh," Rodney said. "Well, it looks like it comes pretty naturally for you."
"Yeah. I guess. I like kids. In general."
The two of them made their way to Jeannie's bedroom. Laying down in bed, Rodney said, "It's amazing how relaxing being on Earth really can be. No fear of the Wraith, not really anyway."
"Rondey," John said, kissing him, "I know another way we can relax."
"Hmm?" Then he saw the gleam in John's eyes. "Oh! Here? In my sister's bed?"
"Why not?" John started rubbing at Rodney's cock, which was quickly growing hard beneath his touch, through his pajamas. "I know you want to."
"But Madison's in her room, not far away! What if she hears us?!"
"We wouldn't want that, would we, Rodney? No... I suppose I'll have to find a way to keep you quiet." With that, John kissed Rodney, a long deep kiss, while he slipped his hand under Rodney's pajamas and started slowly stroking Rodney's cock. Rodney moaned into the kiss.
"John, let me..." Rodney said, pushing John back against the bed. Pulling John's pants completely off, Rodney licked down the length of John's cock and back up again, causing John's breath to gently hitch.
"God, Rodney, that feels better every time you do it." John lifted his hips unconsciously as Rodney took John's cock in his mouth, swirling it and sucking on it. "Ungh... Rodney. Rodney! Stop! If I come too soon..." Rodney knew what that meant. If John came while in Rodney's mouth, he wouldn't be able to fuck him.
"Ok.. ok." Rodney pulled back, laying face down on the bed.
John knelt behind Rodney. "Somebody's eager tonight. Tell me what you want, Rodney."
"John... please... just..."
"Rodney. Tell me."
"I want you to fuck me."
"What?"
"I want you to fuck me."
"Hrm? I didn't hear you. I think you've forgotten something..."
"Johnn...." Rodney was whimpering now, his naked ass up in the air, waiting.
"Rodney. Tell me what I want to hear."
"John... please. Please fuck my ass with your hard cock. Please. I need it inside of me."
"That's what I like to hear." Rodney moaned as John slowly pushed inside Rodney and began pumping in and out.
"Oh fuck that feels good."
"Have I ever mentioned that I LOVE the feel of your ass wrapped around my cock?" John said as he pushed deeper inside Rodney, causing him to moan. "Because your ass is fantastic." John kept pumping as he talked, "I love watching your ass when we're out on a mission and it's wrapped in the uniform. I love it when we're wearing civies." John grunted and struggled not to come... he knew he was close. "I love it even more naked. With my cock buried deep inside."John reached to the front of Rodney, who was now on his hands and knees. John began stroking Rodney's cock. "Your ass is so tight... ungh..." John came and collapsed against Rodney.
After a couple of minutes, John slipped out of Rodney and laid down underneath him, with his mouth around Rodney's cock. Rodney pumped in and out of John's mouth only a few times before he came.
Several minutes later, they were both asleep, Rodney wrapping his arms around John's chest.
----
Rodney woke up to an empty bed. He threw some clothing on and stepped out into the hall. Rodney knew exactly where to find John. All he had to do was follow his nose. In the kitchen, he found John, cooking pancakes, eggs, and... "Is that bacon?"
John grinned. "Madison and I ran over to the store this morning. Your sister didn't have any bacon, of course, since they doing eat meat." He pointed over to the kitchen table, where Madison was happily eating a stack of pancakes with cinnamon sugar and butter on them. "But Madison apparently likes bacon. And pancakes."
Rodney felt a slight sense of panic. "Madison, have you had bacon before?"
"Yes. Both kinds. I think I like American bacon better. So does Uncle John. Mommy says I can eat it if I want. My friends' parents cook it all the time." The panic subsided.
"Do you think I'd feed meat to Madison without asking her mother first?" John smirked. Rodney realized he hadn't even thought to ask Jeannie if they could have meat in the house. "Now, grab a plate so we can both eat. We're going to get the tree today. It's Christmas Eve, after all."
Three hours later, Rodney found himself in the middle of a huge Christmas tree lot. "You let me think we were going to spend hours looking for a tree, in the middle of nowhere." He said accusingly.
"Well, to be fair, you never asked."
John called over the lot attendant. "I want the biggest tree you've got."
And that was how there came to be a huge tree in the middle of Jeannie's living room. As the three of them began decorating the tree, Rodney regularly came across ornaments that he vaguely remembered from when he was a kid. "Mommy kept all of the old ornaments. We have new, prettier ones, but I think she likes the old ones the best."
"I bet she does, Madison. Your mother is very sentimental."
"What does sentimental mean?"
John cut in before Rodney could say anything. "It means that she loves her family."
"Oh! I'm sentimental, then. And you, too, Uncle John. And Uncle Mer, too. Right?"
John looked over at Rodney with a lopsided grin. "I guess it does."
That afternoon was spent baking cookies. "For Santa," Madison said.
"Yes. For Santa. Santa likes chocolate chip cookies. And fudge."
"No he doesn't, Uncle Mer! You do!" Madison said, giggling.
In response, Rodney flicked some flour at Madison, who threw a bunch of flour back at him. Two hours later, Rodney, Madison, and John were all covered in flour, but at least they'd baked some cookies in the process. "We'll leave two plates. One for Santa and one for Uncle Mer!" Rodney laughed. John looked at Rodney. He couldn't remember the last time Rodney had really laughed like that. John leaned over and kissed Rodney.
"EWW! KISSING!"
They both laughed.
Madison went to bed early, "So Santa can come sooner!" After they put all the presents under the tree, Rodney and John went to bed. But not before making sure to eat all the cookies left for Santa.
----
"Uncle Mer! Uncle John! Santa came!!"
When all the gifts had been opened, Madison said. "Wait! I forgot! Both of you, close your eyes! I've got something for you."
Madison came back from her bedroom with something behind her back. "I made it before I went to bed last night. For both of you." She showed them the painting. "This is me. This is you, Uncle John, and this is you, Uncle Mer. We've got hearts above our heads because we're sentimental."
"Thank you Madison. We'll hang this in our home." Rodney said, smiling.
"Really?"
"Yep. It's beautiful." John said.
During breakfast, they got a phone call. Jeannie and Kaleb were coming back early... they'd be home by mid-afternoon. Just after the three of them got the house clean again, Jeannie and Kaleb got home. Dinner was in the oven... vegetarian food, of course. Rodney and John decided to leave after dinner.
"Thanks again for watching Madison." Jeannie said on their way out the door.
"It was no problem. We had a really good time. We should do it again." Rodney said, hugging Kaleb, then Jeannie, then Madison, before heading out the door.
Jeannie looked stunned. She turned to hug John. "Did you drug him?"
"No, I think it was your daughter." Madison laughed. John gave her a hug, said his goodbyes to Jeannie and Kaleb, then went out to the car.
----
When they got back to Atlantis, it was late at night. John and Rodney were both exhausted and fell asleep quickly. But, right before he fell asleep, John was pretty sure he heard Rodney say "It might not be so bad to have one of our own." John slept with a smile on his face all night long.
Author:
misaladyRecipient:
katie_kibblePairing: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard
Rating: NC-17 and totally NOT work-safe
Summary: John and Rodney spend Christmas with Madison. Rodney's a bit reluctant, of course. But John's excited...
Author's Notes: This isn't my regular style. I'm a hard, fast, and dirty kind of gal. (Well, the stories I write tend to be, anyway.) But my Secret Santa recipient wanted something a bit softer than that. Warning: EXTREMELY MUSHY! I hope she likes it.
Disclaimer: I don't own the boys, though that would be nice in more ways than one. Neither do I own Madison. If I did own these guys, I'd be FAR better off financially than I am. I'm not trying to make money off of this, just trying to make my Santa recipient happy.
Merry Christmas
"Sheppard, I don't DO Christmas."
"Come on, Rodney, it will be fun."
"Fun? I don't consider traipsing around the woods look for a 'good tree' to chop down to be the most thrilling activity, thank you."
"Well, don't do it for me, then. Do it for Madison."
"I can't believe we got roped into watching her for so long. And, what's worse? You. You seem almost excited about this!"
"Well, how often am I going to do all the fun kid stuff surrounding Christmas as an adult? It's not exactly like like we have any kids ourselves," John stole a glance at Rodney, dropped his voice a little, "I've always kind of wanted one." Seeing Rodney go wide-eyed, John quickly started talking again, "Besides, if you help us do the tree, I promise, there will be a reward of chocolate."
"How much chocolate?"
"As much as you want, Rodney. As much as you want." John said, pulling into the driveway at Jeannie's house.
"Well, I suppose I can spend an hour or two in the woods if it's going to get me chocolate." Rodney said as they climbed out of the car.
"And of course, if we've got a tree, we'll have to decorate it..."
Rodney opened his mouth in protest was distracted by the sudden appearance of a small whirlwind heading towards them. "Uncle Mer! Uncle John!" Madison ran over to John, flinging her arms around his legs. Looking up at him, she said, "Mommy says I get to spend Christmas with you and Uncle Mer."
Scooping Madison up in his arms, John said, "That's right, kiddo. Your Mom and Dad are going to Las Vegas for your aunt's wedding. They thought you'd be bored so you get to stay here with us." This was only partially true. Kaleb's sister was actually getting married in Las Vegas, but she had made it abundantly clear that the wedding was for adults only. Jeannie had emailed John, complaining about it and he had offered to watch Madison... but John didn't think Madison needed the whole story.
Inside the house, John set Madison down to hug Jeannie. "Thanks for taking Madison. She's really excited." Hugging Rodney, she said, "You're welcome to help yourselves to whatever is in the cabinets and refrigerator. There are some presents in our room for Madison, from you-know-who, along with with some gifts for you and your husband." At this, Rodney and John both flashed huge smiles. When they were in the US, nobody really acknowledged their marriage, but Jeannie - and most of the Canadians they knew - did. "John said that the two of you wanted to do the tree," Rodney shot a small scowl at John, who just smirked, "So we didn't set one up. We'll have our cell phones on us and I've taped a list of numbers on the fridge, including the numbers of any friends who are allowed to come over. Madison can spend the night at any of their places, if they invite her. Is there anything I've left out?"
"No," John said, "I think we're going to be fine."
----
A few minutes later, Jeannie and Kaleb left in a cab.
That night, Rodney stood in front of the stove stirring a pot of hot chocolate. He added some sugar, chocolate, and a little bit of butter. "Homemade hot chocolate for three." One of the few things Rodney did that he found truly stress-free and relaxing. Madison was sitting at the table coloring.
Rodney walked into the living room with a cup of hot chocolate for John and handed it to him. John took a sip, leaned in towards Rodney, and kissed him. "Rodney this is delicious." John had the TV on, but the volume was on mute. He flipped through the channels. Finally, he stopped. "Found it! Do you guys want to watch to Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer? It was my favorite as a kid!"
Rodney had a second or two to marvel at how, when not faced with constant threat of impending doom, Sheppard was really a kind of happy-go-lucky guy, before Madison came running into the room. "I do, I do!"
The three of them arranged themselves on the couch, with Rodney against the arm of the couch, John leaning against him, and Madison leaning againt John. This arrangement slowly changed to Madison on John's lap, followed by Madison stretched out, sleeping, across both of their laps. "Children are so strange," Rodney said after the movie was over when he looked down at Madison.
"Come on, Rodney, let's tuck her in. I'll carry her." Rodney watched as John slowly picked up Madison. Rodney followed John down the hall to her room. "Rodney, pull the covers back." John gently laid Madison down in bed, placed the doll that was forever parked on her bed in her arms, and the two of them quietly walked out of the room, closing the door behind them.
"Where'd you learn do that?" Rodney asked.
"Oh, an ex-girlfriend of mine had kids."
"Huh," Rodney said. "Well, it looks like it comes pretty naturally for you."
"Yeah. I guess. I like kids. In general."
The two of them made their way to Jeannie's bedroom. Laying down in bed, Rodney said, "It's amazing how relaxing being on Earth really can be. No fear of the Wraith, not really anyway."
"Rondey," John said, kissing him, "I know another way we can relax."
"Hmm?" Then he saw the gleam in John's eyes. "Oh! Here? In my sister's bed?"
"Why not?" John started rubbing at Rodney's cock, which was quickly growing hard beneath his touch, through his pajamas. "I know you want to."
"But Madison's in her room, not far away! What if she hears us?!"
"We wouldn't want that, would we, Rodney? No... I suppose I'll have to find a way to keep you quiet." With that, John kissed Rodney, a long deep kiss, while he slipped his hand under Rodney's pajamas and started slowly stroking Rodney's cock. Rodney moaned into the kiss.
"John, let me..." Rodney said, pushing John back against the bed. Pulling John's pants completely off, Rodney licked down the length of John's cock and back up again, causing John's breath to gently hitch.
"God, Rodney, that feels better every time you do it." John lifted his hips unconsciously as Rodney took John's cock in his mouth, swirling it and sucking on it. "Ungh... Rodney. Rodney! Stop! If I come too soon..." Rodney knew what that meant. If John came while in Rodney's mouth, he wouldn't be able to fuck him.
"Ok.. ok." Rodney pulled back, laying face down on the bed.
John knelt behind Rodney. "Somebody's eager tonight. Tell me what you want, Rodney."
"John... please... just..."
"Rodney. Tell me."
"I want you to fuck me."
"What?"
"I want you to fuck me."
"Hrm? I didn't hear you. I think you've forgotten something..."
"Johnn...." Rodney was whimpering now, his naked ass up in the air, waiting.
"Rodney. Tell me what I want to hear."
"John... please. Please fuck my ass with your hard cock. Please. I need it inside of me."
"That's what I like to hear." Rodney moaned as John slowly pushed inside Rodney and began pumping in and out.
"Oh fuck that feels good."
"Have I ever mentioned that I LOVE the feel of your ass wrapped around my cock?" John said as he pushed deeper inside Rodney, causing him to moan. "Because your ass is fantastic." John kept pumping as he talked, "I love watching your ass when we're out on a mission and it's wrapped in the uniform. I love it when we're wearing civies." John grunted and struggled not to come... he knew he was close. "I love it even more naked. With my cock buried deep inside."John reached to the front of Rodney, who was now on his hands and knees. John began stroking Rodney's cock. "Your ass is so tight... ungh..." John came and collapsed against Rodney.
After a couple of minutes, John slipped out of Rodney and laid down underneath him, with his mouth around Rodney's cock. Rodney pumped in and out of John's mouth only a few times before he came.
Several minutes later, they were both asleep, Rodney wrapping his arms around John's chest.
----
Rodney woke up to an empty bed. He threw some clothing on and stepped out into the hall. Rodney knew exactly where to find John. All he had to do was follow his nose. In the kitchen, he found John, cooking pancakes, eggs, and... "Is that bacon?"
John grinned. "Madison and I ran over to the store this morning. Your sister didn't have any bacon, of course, since they doing eat meat." He pointed over to the kitchen table, where Madison was happily eating a stack of pancakes with cinnamon sugar and butter on them. "But Madison apparently likes bacon. And pancakes."
Rodney felt a slight sense of panic. "Madison, have you had bacon before?"
"Yes. Both kinds. I think I like American bacon better. So does Uncle John. Mommy says I can eat it if I want. My friends' parents cook it all the time." The panic subsided.
"Do you think I'd feed meat to Madison without asking her mother first?" John smirked. Rodney realized he hadn't even thought to ask Jeannie if they could have meat in the house. "Now, grab a plate so we can both eat. We're going to get the tree today. It's Christmas Eve, after all."
Three hours later, Rodney found himself in the middle of a huge Christmas tree lot. "You let me think we were going to spend hours looking for a tree, in the middle of nowhere." He said accusingly.
"Well, to be fair, you never asked."
John called over the lot attendant. "I want the biggest tree you've got."
And that was how there came to be a huge tree in the middle of Jeannie's living room. As the three of them began decorating the tree, Rodney regularly came across ornaments that he vaguely remembered from when he was a kid. "Mommy kept all of the old ornaments. We have new, prettier ones, but I think she likes the old ones the best."
"I bet she does, Madison. Your mother is very sentimental."
"What does sentimental mean?"
John cut in before Rodney could say anything. "It means that she loves her family."
"Oh! I'm sentimental, then. And you, too, Uncle John. And Uncle Mer, too. Right?"
John looked over at Rodney with a lopsided grin. "I guess it does."
That afternoon was spent baking cookies. "For Santa," Madison said.
"Yes. For Santa. Santa likes chocolate chip cookies. And fudge."
"No he doesn't, Uncle Mer! You do!" Madison said, giggling.
In response, Rodney flicked some flour at Madison, who threw a bunch of flour back at him. Two hours later, Rodney, Madison, and John were all covered in flour, but at least they'd baked some cookies in the process. "We'll leave two plates. One for Santa and one for Uncle Mer!" Rodney laughed. John looked at Rodney. He couldn't remember the last time Rodney had really laughed like that. John leaned over and kissed Rodney.
"EWW! KISSING!"
They both laughed.
Madison went to bed early, "So Santa can come sooner!" After they put all the presents under the tree, Rodney and John went to bed. But not before making sure to eat all the cookies left for Santa.
----
"Uncle Mer! Uncle John! Santa came!!"
When all the gifts had been opened, Madison said. "Wait! I forgot! Both of you, close your eyes! I've got something for you."
Madison came back from her bedroom with something behind her back. "I made it before I went to bed last night. For both of you." She showed them the painting. "This is me. This is you, Uncle John, and this is you, Uncle Mer. We've got hearts above our heads because we're sentimental."
"Thank you Madison. We'll hang this in our home." Rodney said, smiling.
"Really?"
"Yep. It's beautiful." John said.
During breakfast, they got a phone call. Jeannie and Kaleb were coming back early... they'd be home by mid-afternoon. Just after the three of them got the house clean again, Jeannie and Kaleb got home. Dinner was in the oven... vegetarian food, of course. Rodney and John decided to leave after dinner.
"Thanks again for watching Madison." Jeannie said on their way out the door.
"It was no problem. We had a really good time. We should do it again." Rodney said, hugging Kaleb, then Jeannie, then Madison, before heading out the door.
Jeannie looked stunned. She turned to hug John. "Did you drug him?"
"No, I think it was your daughter." Madison laughed. John gave her a hug, said his goodbyes to Jeannie and Kaleb, then went out to the car.
----
When they got back to Atlantis, it was late at night. John and Rodney were both exhausted and fell asleep quickly. But, right before he fell asleep, John was pretty sure he heard Rodney say "It might not be so bad to have one of our own." John slept with a smile on his face all night long.
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