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somehowunbroken

Good Soldier (1/1)

Title: Good Soldier
Author: somehowunbroken
Fandom: SGA
Characters: John/Evan
Word Count: 1,259
Rating: NC-17/porn.
Notes: For clwilson2006, because I porn on command. Military kink ahoy!


Evan is a good soldier, always has been. He’s never disobeyed a direct order, and he’s gotten to where he is – second-in-command of a military base in another goddamned galaxy, and at his age, no less – by following a lot of indirect orders, too, by picking up on what his superiors either hadn’t wanted to say aloud or couldn’t. This, though, this is a different kind of order entirely, but Evan’s a good soldier, so he goes with it.

That’s why he’s on his knees in his office, hands crossed behind his back, naked but for his dogtags. It’s the middle of the day, just past lunch, and he’s expecting Lieutenant Cadman at some point this afternoon. The door is locked, of course, but anyone with the Gene can easily override that if they want or need to, so Evan’s going to have to be quiet, to restrain the noises he knows he makes. His eyes are staring straight ahead. It’s a mockery of parade rest, his knees spread just so, perfect posture, shoulders broad and straight.

Colonel Sheppard is standing, just standing, mere inches from Evan’s face, not saying a word. Evan doesn’t dare move, doesn’t lean forward to bury his face in the Colonel’s groin, near the tent in his tight BDU pants. Evan knew this was coming today, can always tell when the Colonel is going to want something, because on those days he wears tighter clothing than usual. He wears the base uniform well, better than anyone else here, but on the days that the Colonel will be visiting him, the uniform he wears borders on pornographic.

It’s fucking beautiful, though Evan will never say that out loud. That’s not how this works.

It works like this: John coming into his office, asking about his day, asking what his plans are for the afternoon, though he damn well already knows. It’s John locking the door casually, and by the time he turns back around he’s the Colonel and Evan’s the Major, and that’s Evan’s cue to strip out of his clothing and kneel.

“Major,” the Colonel breathes from somewhere above him.

“Sir,” Evan says, and it sounds like porn to his ears, knows he shouldn’t get this hot from one word, but fuck, who wouldn’t in his position?

“Open my pants, get me out,” Colonel Sheppard orders, running his fingers through Evan’s hair.

“Sir, yes, sir,” Evan replies obediently, before doing exactly as he was told. He starts to pull the pants and boxers down, but the Colonel stops him with a tug at his hair. Evan looks up.

“Leave them,” he orders, and Evan sits back immediately, wrists crossing back behind him.

“Yes, sir.”

“Here’s what you’re going to do, Major,” Colonel Sheppard says softly. “You’re going to wrap that mouth of yours around my cock and you’re going to suck me off until I come so far down your throat you won’t even have to swallow. Understood?”

Evan tries not to lean in, tries not to let his mouth water, but the Colonel’s cock is bobbing up and down mere inches from his face, hard and red and hot and he wants it. He tries to swallow. “Sir. Yes, sir.”

“No hands,” the Colonel orders as Evan leans in. Evan has to clasp his hands together to keep from reaching up, but he’s a good soldier so he follows the orders he’s been given.

Evan starts slowly, tongue flicking out to lick at the tip of the Colonel’s cock, remembering just in time not to moan at the taste. Colonel Sheppard’s hands are in his hair, but so far they’re just resting, not holding him still or forcing him forward. Evan takes the tip in his mouth and swirls his tongue around it, once, twice, bobbing his head up and down experimentally. The Colonel takes in a sharp, quick breath.

“Do it, Major,” the Colonel says. “That’s an order.”

Evan obeys, taking the Colonel’s cock all the way to the back of his throat and humming as his nose touches Colonel Sheppard’s skin. The Colonel groans, low in his throat, glancing at the door, and Evan knows he’s thinking about someone walking by, walking in-

“You’ve got the perfect mouth for this, Major,” the Colonel rasps out, and his voice is breathy, a little ragged around the edges. “Nice wide lips, no goddamned gag reflex, and you’ve got it down pat, when to lick, when to suck down my entire fucking cock, when to maybe use those teeth a little.” Evan does so; he’s good at picking up on the not-quite-orders, and it elicits a gasp from above him.

“You get a lot of practice, don’t you, Major Lorne?” Colonel Sheppard asks with what might be amusement, might be fondness, because he’s running his fingers through Evan’s hair again. Evan pulls back but the Colonel’s fingers tighten, preventing him. “No, you can answer me from there.”

He can’t, he’s pretty sure, but he tries anyway. “Yes, sir,” but the words get garbled into unintelligible sound. The Colonel’s eyes darken anyway. He knows, knows that Evan’s still following his orders, will continue to do so.

“Again,” the Colonel orders, and Evan hollows his cheeks and sucks before repeating himself.

“Again,” and there’s another note in there this time, a rough edge, which might just be the Colonel getting close, and Evan presses his face all the way down into the Colonel’s skin again and swallows hard before pulling back and saying the words.

Colonel Sheppard gives a noise unlike any Evan has ever heard before and pulls all the way out, his hands stilling Evan’s head when he tries to follow. One hand leaves Evan’s hair while the other tilts his face up a bit. The Colonel starts jacking himself off, and all Evan can do is stare as the Colonel’s hips thrust forward and his cock bobs in his own hand.

“Close your eyes,” Colonel Sheppard orders, and Evan does so instantly, feeling the warm splatter on his face a second later. It wasn’t the original order, not the original plan, but Evan’s a good soldier so he can adjust, can follow his commanding officer even when things don’t go as they were supposed to. He darts his tongue out to catch a drip, bringing the salty taste back into his mouth. The Colonel is panting, resting his head on the wall behind Evan, one hand still threaded through Evan’s hair.

“Open your eyes,” the Colonel tells him, and Evan does, even though there’s come on his eyelids, more sliding slowly down his forehead. “Fuck. Jesus fuck.”

“Sir?” Evan questions.

The Colonel releases Evan’s hair and takes a few shaky steps back, tucking in and zipping up. He reaches behind Evan’s desk and comes up with paper towels, which he tosses to Evan. “Clean up.”

Evan wipes his face as carefully as he can, trying to get everything off without using a mirror. When he finishes, he sets the towels aside and returns his hands to parade rest.

“Get dressed,” the Colonel tells him, so Evan ignores his own aching dick as he pulls his clothing back on quickly and efficiently. Colonel Sheppard is by the door by the time Evan finishes tying his boots. “Major Lorne.”

“Sir?” Evan responds smartly, not hiding the new hoarseness in his voice.

“We’ll take care of your problem later,” he says firmly. “You have a meeting now, but report to my quarters, 2500 Atlantis Standard.”

Evan is a good solider. He’ll be there. “Sir, yes, sir.”
Tags: john/evan, rating: nc-17, stargate
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