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Battlestar Galactica Meets Atlantis, John Comes in His Pants
The instant he saw it, saw what it could do, he got hard. Sure, it was embarrassing, sitting there in the puddle jumper with a hard on, Rodney´s eyes widening at him, but all he could do was shrug and stare at it. At that… jesus. “Uh,’ Rodney said, swallowing and leaning forward to speak into the mic. “Uh, this is… How are you able to speak to us?’ “I don´t know, I just… pressed a thing and said hey… can you hear me?’ “Right,’ Rodney said, looking over at John, who still wasn´t able to breathe quite correctly. “Well this is…’ “This is Lieutenant Colonel John Sheppard,’ John said finally, clearing his throat and closing his eyes. “And what the hell is that?’ “This is Captain Lee Adama. And what the hell is what?’ John gestured helplessly outside of the window of the puddlejumper at the beautiful piece of machinery he´d seen, only moments ago, flip completely in a 180 degree flip-twist-turn to come about face right in their flight path. “That!’ “Oh, the viper? It´s a… viper.’ “You´ll have to excuse the Colonel, Captain, he´s busy having a spontaneous orgasm over your--’ “Rodney,’ John hissed, glaring at him, trying not to laugh because Jesus, Rodney´s never been more right in his life. He didn´t need the whole world to know it though. “Viper, huh? And are my eyes deceiving me or did you just completely defy everything I´ve come to know about the way planes fly?’ “Well… I don´t know everything you know, so… I´m not sure if I just completely defied it.’ “Yes, yes, niceties aside,’ Rodney said, shooting John a glare. “Who the hell are you and what the hell are you doing here? As far as we know no one else in the Pegasus Galaxy that´s not an Ancient or a Wraith even has flying capabilities… much less ones that exceed even our own.’ “Apollo, this is Starbuck. What the frak is going on?’ John´s eyes widened as suddenly another ship was hovering beside the original, just as gloriously perfect and God, if John didn´t wake up soon he was going to be coming in his pants like a teenager. “Starbuck, say hello to Lt. Col. John Sheppard and… I´m sorry, I didn´t catch your name?’ They were close enough that they could actually see him pointing at Rodney, but Rodney didn´t respond until John kicked him in the shin. “McKay. Dr. Rodney McKay.’ “Yeah,’ Starbuck said, her frown obvious beneath the helmet. “Whatever. Apollo?’ “Are you part of our fleet,’ Lee asked, shaking his head. “Because… I really don´t think you are. And if you are, what are you doing all the way out here so far from the rest of us?’ Rodney stared at John, who was practically drooling at this point. He blinked. “Did she say frak? What the hell does frak mean?’ “I don´t recognize this ship,’ Lee said slowly. “And we don´t recognize you either, Captain, so now that we´ve established that neither of us know each other…’ “Why don´t we get to know each other,’ John said, pulling up the HUD and looking for the nearest planet. “There´s a planet right down there, why don´t we land and talk face to face.’ “How do we know it´s not occupied territory,’ Starbuck said, the distrust obvious in her voice. “They could be Cylons, Lee.’ John looked at Rodney. “Cylons?’ “Actually she´s got a point, Colonel,’ Rodney whispered, covering his mic. “What if they´re Wraith worshippers?’ “Oh, come on, Kara. We would have detected a Cylon camp when we did a sweep.’ “Lee.’ “Kara, look at their ship! They´re not part of our fleet, something´s going on here and I intend to find out what!’ John pointed and looked at Rodney. “What he said!’ * John stared down at the controls in front of him, his thumb running up the side of the shifter. "So you... push forward on this one, and pull back on this one, and it'll just..." "Don't be nervous, Colonel," came Lee's voice over the comms, "it's really relatively simple, and if you screw up the most you'll do is do a few circles." John smiled. "John, call me John, Lee. And it's not nerves you're hearing." There was a pause and John grimaced a bit, wishing he were just a little bit more in control of himself right now. "... Oh. Well. Yeah. Um." "Sorry." "No, no. I had the uh... a similar reaction." John's fingers ran over the smooth lines of the cab, his hard on pulsing rythmically in the flight suit. "It's just... God, the power in this thing." Lee cleared his throat. "Yeah." "Hey, Lee. Galactica and Atlantis... they can't hear this can they," John asked, raising his eyebrows as he looked across the short distance to where Lee sat in his own Viper. Lee wasn't even looking at him, but his back was a rigid line and it made John bite back a smirk. "Nope. Not unless we want them to. Do we?" "Nope," John said, taking a deep breath, fingers closing and opening over the shifters. "Well. Here goes nothing." He took off, fast, so fast, and it was like nothing he'd ever felt in space. The jumpers, the 302's from the Daedelus, they were nothing like this. Nothing like this complete and utter weightlessness, this complete and utter raw animalistic power thrumming under his ass and in his hands. Faster than the speed of anything he's ever been in and God, it was like coke and speed and sex all rolled up into one amazing fucking ride. When he did the flip he did it perfectly, like the ship could feel him, could read his mind, and for a second he thought maybe it was Ancient, maybe it was his gene, but that second didn't last long because he was facing wehre he just came from and it only took .37 seconds to do it, and then he was coming, hips jerking and hands falling from the controls, the Viper jerking with him like she got it too, she felt it too, and it was the best, the most intense orgasm he'd maybe ever had in his whole entire life. "Gods frakking damnit, Sheppard, grab hold of your controls, you're spiralling out," came Lee's panicked voice, but there was something else in it, something trembling beneath the surface and John latched onto it. "God," he breathed, fisting his hands arond the controls and just barely managing to pull the Viper back into something manageable. "God, that was... oh my god." "Yeah," Lee breathed back, in through the nose, and back out, in and out, and John knew. He knew. He wasn't the only one that came. When he got back to Galactica the first person he was talking to was Starbuck, because he's never been much of a cigar smoker but this called for one. The second would be Lee, and it wouldn't be so much talking as well... flying. Yeah. Flying. That's it. |