Send Offs by Sardonic Smiley (NC17)
Mar. 13th, 2020 02:39 pmShow: SG1
Rec Category: Jack O'Neill
Characters: Jack O'Neill, Rodney McKay
Pairings: Jack O'Neill/Rodney McKay
Categories: slash
Warnings: pretty much pure porn
Word Count: 3200
Author on DW: deleted
Author's Website: only on the Wayback Machine
Link: Send Offs
Author's Summary:
Jack thinks about apologizing, but what would he say, really? I'm sorry that you completely took me apart and I had to fuck you as hard as I could.
Why This Must Be Read:
Many thanks to the folk who moved SardonicSmiley's fic from her expired domain to AO3.
And, well, Jack/Rodney is pretty hot!
In the smoky bar the kid had been all soft blond curls, big blue eyes, and a sharp mouth. He'd been drinking water, but hadn't protested when Jack bought him a beer, which had, really, only been a gesture of goodwill. What kind of asshole would let someone sit in a bar drinking water? Not the kind of asshole Jack was.
The beer had, unfortunately, probably been his downfall. The kid had nice hands, pale fingers wrapped loose around the dark bottle, and his lips fit around the smooth glass like they were made to have something between them. Jack had watched him swallow, and said, "You wanna get out of here?" knowing it was hardly the best pick up he'd ever used, but just drunk enough not to give a shit.
Rec Category: Jack O'Neill
Characters: Jack O'Neill, Rodney McKay
Pairings: Jack O'Neill/Rodney McKay
Categories: slash
Warnings: pretty much pure porn
Word Count: 3200
Author on DW: deleted
Author's Website: only on the Wayback Machine
Link: Send Offs
Author's Summary:
Jack thinks about apologizing, but what would he say, really? I'm sorry that you completely took me apart and I had to fuck you as hard as I could.
Why This Must Be Read:
Many thanks to the folk who moved SardonicSmiley's fic from her expired domain to AO3.
And, well, Jack/Rodney is pretty hot!
In the smoky bar the kid had been all soft blond curls, big blue eyes, and a sharp mouth. He'd been drinking water, but hadn't protested when Jack bought him a beer, which had, really, only been a gesture of goodwill. What kind of asshole would let someone sit in a bar drinking water? Not the kind of asshole Jack was.
The beer had, unfortunately, probably been his downfall. The kid had nice hands, pale fingers wrapped loose around the dark bottle, and his lips fit around the smooth glass like they were made to have something between them. Jack had watched him swallow, and said, "You wanna get out of here?" knowing it was hardly the best pick up he'd ever used, but just drunk enough not to give a shit.
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Date: 2020-03-19 10:05 pm (UTC)