"The Licentious Lord", "Quest"

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Claim: Stargate Atlantis: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Title: The Licentious Lord
Author: pouncer (thepouncer)
Characters: Sheppard/McKay, others
Prompt: 05 - Sex
Rating: Mature
Length: Medium
Brief summary: This is another AU from the Harlequin challenge. I wanted something that was terrifically dirty and had a very sensual world to back it up. This AU does a great job of delivering both of those things. The world is as rich and detailed as a regency-style romance, yet the situation itself has more in common with "The Story of O" and "The Pearl", which is why the conceit of this piece -- where the completed pieces is simply listed as 'Chapter One' -- works so well. Set is a bordello, Rodney is the virginal servant (and scientist) who has to support his 'ruined' sister, while the licentious Lord John Sheppard purchases his favors for the night and teaches him the myriad of things his body can enjoy.

Plus it's really, really hot?


The bed beckoned, thick linens Sheppard swept back with one arm while pulling Rodney toward his surrender. He looked, again, like he wanted to object, but Sheppard's hands were just as deft with buttons and fastenings as they'd been with his charger's tack. Rodney's torso was deceptively thick hidden under his shirt. Unclothed, his arms were delightfully muscled and his chest defined. Sheppard kissed him harder, and finally felt the first yielding as passion crept over the formerly reluctant.

Divested of his own shirt, Sheppard held himself above Rodney, tracing the bumps of his ribs with light pressure. Rodney gasped, his hands clenching in the bed linen, and Sheppard knew he had him. A knee between Rodney's legs sufficed to open them for Sheppard's body. He groaned when their cocks met, delightful friction exploding darts of fire throughout his belly. Sheppard set a slow rhythm, rubbing up and down while discovering the spots that made Rodney shiver and gasp. There were many of them, enough that Sheppard lost himself in the increasing urgency of Rodney's breath, the thrill of turning this man to putty beneath his hands.


Link to the story: The Licentious Lord

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Claim: Stargate Atlantis: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Title: Quest
Author: wax jism (wax_jism)
Characters: Sheppard, Teyla, Ford, McKay
Prompt: 06 - Anger
Rating: Teen with intense imagery
Length: Medium
Brief summary: Did I mention that John has an anger management problem? Most of the time, he's a very charming guy, but get him angry enough -- threaten his friends for example -- and people are liable to wind up dead. And what's really interesting in this story is watching the progression, from cute-funny "ho-ho, Princess Rodney got himself in trouble and we are here to rescue him" to "I don't care who I have to kill to get Rodney back."

Personally, I love Sheppard when he's angry.


"Princess Rodney is a dear friend," Sheppard said after a while, quite solemnly. Ford's stomach was starting to hurt.

"Very dear," he choked out, but Sheppard held up his iron-gloved hand.

The boy said, "Rodney is a funny name for a princess." He sounded a bit suspicious now.

"Seen any people named Rodney around lately?" Sheppard asked, his voice completely neutral. His armour creaked.

"My father had a slave named Rodney," the boy said. Breathlessly he recited, "He was a very bad slave. He was mean to me. He told me to be quiet even though he was the slave and should be quiet himself. My father had him beaten and sold him to the mines."

There was a long pause. The boy looked proud. Teyla was absolutely motionless - although she'd not moved much before, Ford could tell she was actively still now, like a cat about to pounce.

Major Sheppard's expression turned grim. Ford could actually see his sense of humour running out, like a countdown. 3...2...1...

"Is that a fact?" Sheppard said slowly, sounding improbably like Colonel Sumner. Ford felt a chill race down his spine.

"Yes," the child said, clearly not a great interpreter of social cues. "That slave was just terrible. He would not work. And he said he was a doctor but he couldn't even brew bintel-bark tea. And I got to stand really close when they beat him, too, I got some blood on me and father said it would make me a man sooner."

Teyla's armour rattled when she moved to put her heavy, slightly rusty arm on Sheppard's shoulder. There was a clang when it landed.

Teyla cleared her throat softly.

Sheppard gave the boy a last, narrow-eyed look and turned away.


Link to the story: Quest