The Insanity Continues

Yesterday I said that my talent is writing. Today's challenge is to create a fanwork.

I almost passed this one by because I'm currently working on an auction fic but since I've come up against a wall I decided to give it a try. So I looked through my WIPs folder to see if there was an unfinished fic I could finish. The answer was not within the time frame I gave myself.

I then looked over two prompts I was given several months ago and one of them already had an opening line written so I decided to finish that.

To make it a bit more of a challenge to me I wanted to make it my shortest fic as well. The previous shortest is 345 words. The following is 306.

It's Stargate Atlantis and is John/Rodney, although I'll leave it to you to determine whose POV it's from.

I can't believe I let him talk me into having sex in the cockpit of a jumper with Teyla and Ronon asleep in the back.

We'd been to yet another new planet for yet another first contact feast. Usually we stay in the village of the people we're trying to become friends with but for some reason it didn't feel right this time and so Teyla managed to convince them that we mean no insult by staying in the jumper.

I don't normally condone having sex while on a mission but somehow he talked me into it. The fact that I find myself unable to say no to him really doesn't have anything to do with it. No, really, it doesn't.

After dinner shared with the entire village, we headed back to the jumper where the four of us talked about the next day's scheduled activities, then played some games before Teyla started yawning. After the fifth yawn in a row, Ronon declared it was time for bed.

I wasn't as tired as Teyla, and definitely wasn't in the mood to pretend to be like Ronon, so I took my laptop to the cockpit, hoping for some quiet time.

Only I forgot how much he likes to pester me.

I hadn't even had time to reach for the control to close the bulkhead door when he slipped through and sat down in his chair. When I asked what he was doing, he just grinned at me and gave me The Look, the one that makes my dick twitch, hard. The one that has me forgetting my own name. The one that makes me so eager to please. The one that has me on my knees between his spread knees, mouthing at his erection through his BDUs.

I can't believe I let him talk me into this.