The Return of SGA Porntastic Jubilee

[scribblinlenore]

I meant to do this when the season first started back up on SciFi, but...anyway, here it is now! Come celebrate new eps by writing a little hot and sweaty something-something that's episode-related. Below you'll find a comment with the name of every SGA episode that's ever aired. (Including the back half of season 3 that aired in Canada, so be warned anyone who's trying to avoid those spoilers.) Choose one and write some porn (or non-porn if you prefer), any pairing, any anything, based on that episode. When you're done, leave it as a comment to the episode title. If you're having fun, do another! My goal is to have porn for each episode, so the Jubilee will go on as long as that takes.

Come on! Write some porn. You know you want to. And please spread the word!

Here's a running list:

Pilot by elandrialore
Return, Part 2 by vagablonde
Tao of Rodney by ifylla
Critical Mass by scribblinlenore

Comments

Re: Irresistible

[shrieking-ell.livejournal.com]

Ever since that whole thing with Lucius, John's been having thoughts. Thoughts that might be labeled as inappropriate by some. To put it mildly. Well, that's not entirely true. It wasn't Lucius almost taking over Atlantis with his stupid mind control that started it. Of course not, what Lucius was doing is abhorrent and ghastly and he doesn't like to think about what Lucius might have done with Weir, with Teyla, with Carson, with, god forbid, Rodney because that only makes his hands clench into fists so hard that his nails drive little crescents in his palms and then he has to go for a run before he inadvertently destroys something. It was just after that and it has everything to do with Rodney and what Rodney might have done with him, to him, that afternoon before Carson gave him the antidote.

Not that Rodney did, not that Rodney would, Rodney's one of the good guys, but he could have. And now John can't get him out of his head. Rodney tells him to strip and John has no choice but to obey. Rodney tells him to get to his knees and John has no choice but to obey. Rodney tells him to suck his cock and John has no choice but to obey. But it's not like he's fighting it or anything. He remembers the serene, blissed out expression everyone was wearing and it's that more than anything that makes him crazy with yearning. He wants that, to lose the bone-deep worrying, to stop being the one just for a few minutes. He needs Rodney telling him what to do and him doing it, no choice, no shame, no thinking all the damn time. He leans back in his bunk and wraps his fingers around his aching prick and shoves the fingers of his other hand into his mouth, as far as he can, pumping both hands faster and faster and in his head he can feel the floor, hard against his knees and Rodney's hand hard in his hair and Rodney's cock hard down his throat and he comes in a rush and for one tiny timestamp, everything uncoils and he relaxes into sleep before he even gets a chance to clean himself up.