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Rave Atlantis by Smitty (NC-17)
Fandom: STARGATE ATLANTIS
Pairing: Sheppard/Cadman, McKay/Cadman, Sheppard/Cadman/McKay, Sheppard/McKay
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smittywing
Author Website: SmittyWorld!
Why this must be read: The second of my Cadman-related recs, in this one she plays an even more ... active, shall we say? ... role in getting the boys together. I've never been to a rave, but the atmosphere of this story captures the kind of feeling I imagine might go with being at one: that feeling of being outside yourself, being free to be someone else, to do someone else, to have no consequences for one's behavior. There's a room in Atlantis for exactly that purpose, full of music and shadows and warm willing personnel, and the temptation of the room is calling to both Rodney and John, but they need a little help to find one another.
The music catches him as he steps through the door, resetting his pulse and pushing an easy glide through his hips. He sees Cadman across the room, dancing with someone blocked to him by the crowd. She smiles at him and tilts her head. He responds with a slow beckon and she rolls her head back to her partner. John starts to dance, aware that he'll have a partner as soon as someone builds up their courage, if Cadman doesn't get there fast. He's not used to dancing alone but except for her, he never stays with one partner for too long.
She comes out of nowhere, tucking up to him and he fits his hands to her hips in their usual position. Cadman wraps her hands around his wrists, holding them in place, and this is new. He raises eyebrows at her and she smiles. He should have known he was in trouble.
New hands land above his, curling around her waist and canting her away. John looks up and finds himself face to face with Rodney. Rodney is counting the beats -- John can almost see his brain working behind his eyes -- but he's on tempo and that's really kind of a surprise. As John watches, Cadman drops her head back on Rodney's shoulder and they kiss, deep and hot. Maybe it's because he's watching from the outside, but John thinks it's different from when he and Cadman kiss, it's something more. Rodney lifts his head and Cadman's lips move in some message to him, something John can't make out. She smiles and closes her eyes, still sandwiched between them. The latent arousal that lasts his tenure in the room and several hours afterward ramps up instantly, his comfortably heavy cock stiffening into a full erection.
John looks up at Rodney and finds his face tense and wary. It takes him until now to realize that Rodney is cutting in but Cadman's hands are still tight on his wrists and now she's looking at him, too.
Then she leans in close and kisses him, tasting like coffee and rough, bland Power Bar. She tastes like Rodney.
Read the Story / Feedback the Author: Rave Atlantis
Pairing: Sheppard/Cadman, McKay/Cadman, Sheppard/Cadman/McKay, Sheppard/McKay
Author on LJ:
smittywingAuthor Website: SmittyWorld!
Why this must be read: The second of my Cadman-related recs, in this one she plays an even more ... active, shall we say? ... role in getting the boys together. I've never been to a rave, but the atmosphere of this story captures the kind of feeling I imagine might go with being at one: that feeling of being outside yourself, being free to be someone else, to do someone else, to have no consequences for one's behavior. There's a room in Atlantis for exactly that purpose, full of music and shadows and warm willing personnel, and the temptation of the room is calling to both Rodney and John, but they need a little help to find one another.
The music catches him as he steps through the door, resetting his pulse and pushing an easy glide through his hips. He sees Cadman across the room, dancing with someone blocked to him by the crowd. She smiles at him and tilts her head. He responds with a slow beckon and she rolls her head back to her partner. John starts to dance, aware that he'll have a partner as soon as someone builds up their courage, if Cadman doesn't get there fast. He's not used to dancing alone but except for her, he never stays with one partner for too long.
She comes out of nowhere, tucking up to him and he fits his hands to her hips in their usual position. Cadman wraps her hands around his wrists, holding them in place, and this is new. He raises eyebrows at her and she smiles. He should have known he was in trouble.
New hands land above his, curling around her waist and canting her away. John looks up and finds himself face to face with Rodney. Rodney is counting the beats -- John can almost see his brain working behind his eyes -- but he's on tempo and that's really kind of a surprise. As John watches, Cadman drops her head back on Rodney's shoulder and they kiss, deep and hot. Maybe it's because he's watching from the outside, but John thinks it's different from when he and Cadman kiss, it's something more. Rodney lifts his head and Cadman's lips move in some message to him, something John can't make out. She smiles and closes her eyes, still sandwiched between them. The latent arousal that lasts his tenure in the room and several hours afterward ramps up instantly, his comfortably heavy cock stiffening into a full erection.
John looks up at Rodney and finds his face tense and wary. It takes him until now to realize that Rodney is cutting in but Cadman's hands are still tight on his wrists and now she's looking at him, too.
Then she leans in close and kisses him, tasting like coffee and rough, bland Power Bar. She tastes like Rodney.
Read the Story / Feedback the Author: Rave Atlantis
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