Fic: Pushing Boundaries
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misaffectionFandom: SGA
Pairing: Rodnay/Laura
Rating: M+ (very adult)
Warnings: Bondage and anal
Laura was stood on a balcony watching the night night when she heard soft footsteps behind her. An arm wound around her waist and she smiled, leaning back against the firm body behind her. Another hand brushed over her breast and her eyes fluttered closed, a soft sigh escaping her lips. Cold metal circled her wrist and there was an audible click.
Opening her eyes, Laura looked down at the silver. After a second she realised it was a handcuff and that she had been fastened on the railing.
“Perv,” she said. There was rough laughter behind her.
“I'd have thought you'd worked that out already,” Rodney told her, then kissed her neck.
Laura moaned. She had, actually. He seemed to enjoy experimenting with her, trying out new things and pushing her ever further. Not that she minded in the slightest; she showed him new things too. Being locked to the balcony was definitely different though.
“Sex outside?”
“Hmm. I've always regretted taking you inside the jumper,” he murmured. “I should have fucked you in the snow.”
She shuddered, the visual sending heat surging through her. “You could have done,” she told him breathlessly. “You can do just about anything to me anywhere.”
“I know,” he said and he sounded faintly surprised. He carefully locked her other wrist, then stroked her arms slowly. “But I promised I'd test your trust.”
Oh this was going to be interesting. “By securing me to the balcony?” she asked, amused.
“I've not started yet Laura. Not by a long way.”
Again she shuddered. There had been dark promise in his tone and it aroused her. It still startled her how quickly he could affect her, how he could make her wet without even laying a finger on her. A few well-chosen dirty words and a lusty look or two and she was his.
Right now he was undoing her trousers, his warm hands slipping inside the fabric to touch bare skin. She groaned softly and parted her legs to allow him better access. He teased the top of her knickers, brushing her fingertips through the curls within, then he withdrew. She made a noise of protest and he chuckled.
He eased her trousers down over her hips and then followed suit with her knickers. He stripped them off her, pausing to remove her trainers and socks. Then she was stood there half-naked, chained to the rail. He caressed her arse, making her moan again.
“You make an incredible sight,” he told her, his arms going round her waist again.
Laura could feel his erection, hard within the confines of his pants. She rubbed herself against him, chuckling at the groan that left his throat. It was good to remind him that she could affect him just as much as he did her.
He took revenge though, sliding his hands under her t-shirt and unfastening her bra clasp. The his hands came round and cupped her breasts. He pinched her nipples, making her gasp.
“So what exactly are you pushing McKay?” she asked archly. “Outdoor sex isn't particularly daring, even with the handcuffs.”
“Wait and see,” he told her, kneading the flesh of her breasts as he rubbed his crotch against her arse.
Laura was about to give a witty retort when he moved one hand down, his fingers parting her with practised ease and nipping at the nub of her clit. She gasped, her eyes squeezing shut, and then she moaned as he slid a finger inside her.
Her knuckles turned white as she clenched the rail, her breathing ragged as he stroked her steadily. In and out, in and out; the rhythm almost hypnotic. Laura just stood there and felt him finger her. She loved him doing this to her, loved him using those sure, deft fingers to turn her on and touch her up. She would quite happily stand here all night while he did this, except she knew at some point she would need more. As would he.
Rodney released her breasts and she knew he was undoing his own pants. Laura felt herself tense in anticipation; it had been a while since he'd last taken her from behind and the mere thought of it made her nerves tingle.
She felt his hardness nudge against her and she whimpered hungrily. He eased into her and Laura immediately pushed her arse towards him, forcing his cock inside her. She sighed with pleasure at the sensation and ground against him. She heard him groan and laughed wickedly.
“Eager beaver,” he murmured with a chuckle.
“Rodney,” she said, her voice holding a note of complaint. “That was terrible. Even by your standards.”
“Yep,” he agreed easily. He slid himself in and out of her, copying his earlier fingering with his cock. “Don't see you being able to do much about it though.”
Laura glanced over her shoulder to see him grinning at her unrepentantly. “I suppose not,” she said with a sigh. Rodney chuckled again and began to thrust harder.
Dropping her head, Laura rested her forehead against her hands. He was pushing into her hard now and she could feel the familiar build-up within. She panted, enjoying the friction of his cock inside her, the knock of his balls against her and the way his action made her breasts swing.
“God you're so fucking incredible,” Rodney groaned.
The climax tore through her, stripping her awareness and tipping her into velvet darkness. It was only once her vision began to clear she realised she'd been screaming. She hoped to hell there was nobody else outside on a balcony at the moment.
“Holy crap Rodney,” she muttered.
“Maybe I should gag you in future,” he remarked, sounding incredibly amused. “Least the windows are sound-proof.”
“Thank God.”
“I should have remembered how loudly you can scream,” he said. He was stroking her back tenderly, soothing her frazzled nerves but re-sparking desire deeper within her. His hand moved over the curve of her arse and fingered the cleft between. As his finger brushed the little hole there, Laura gasped soundlessly.
“Rodney?” she queried.
“Trust me,” he said softly, continuing to caress her.
“I do but...”
“Shush. I won't hurt you.”
“I know,” she said and she did. Still this was definitely new territory. He was still brushing her arse with gentle fingers, giving her time and the chance to refuse altogether. She knew she could and he would drop this. But she suddenly wanted to let him do this and she relaxed.
She knew he felt the change and understood because almost immediately his finger was against the tight opening, pushing slowly. She breathed as slowly, her bottom lip caught between her teeth. His finger entered her and she shuddered at the sensation. He stroked her for several minutes, then added a second finger.
Laura groaned loudly, unprepared for how damn good this felt. Was feeling. His cock was still hard in her and now his fingers occupied the other entrance and oh but this was incredibly fucking good.
“Rodney,” she groaned. “That's good.”
He chuckled. “Really? How good Laura? Dare to go one further?”
“What?”
His fingers slipped away and he withdraw his cock, only to push at this new place. Laura's hands tightened on the railing. She hovered between refusal and encouragement, her body tensing automatically. He held her hip with one hand and stroked her back again with the other.
“Relax,” he whispered encouragingly. “Let me in.”
Breathing hard, she forced her muscles to relax, felt him edge forwards just slightly. He was pushing firmly, steadily past the barrier. There was a brief flash of pain as he broached it that made her gasp. He stilled immediately, allowing her to catch her breath and for her body to get used to his intrusion.
“You okay?” he asked her, concern in his voice.
As the pain faded, Laura found that she was and this wasn't unpleasant. “Yes,” she whispered.
“Do you want this?”
Laura nodded. “Please.”
“Just tell me to stop and I will,” he assured her. She knew that already but it was nice to hear it.
“I know.”
He pushed in further and Laura felt her body expand to accommodate him. He withdrew a little and then pushed in again. He began to thrust gently, his movements small. She found herself getting used to the sensation of him in her and as she did so began to feel the pleasure of it.
Laura pushed her arse towards Rodney and he immediately began to thrust harder. She cried out wordlessly.
“Laura?” Again she heard concern. She shook her head.
“M'okay,” she muttered between gasps. “S'good. Don't stop.”
“You're amazing,” he told her, his voice reverent.
“Hmm,” she said. The pleasure was mounting now, her body wasn't just accepting this now but wanted it, welcoming it. “Harder,” she begged.
Rodney complied thrusting into her deeply. Her body shuddered again, the climax that overtook her more intense than any she'd experienced before. It left her legs shaking and barely able to hold her up. His cock was still buried in her arse. She could feel it throbbing as he came within her.
“God, Laura,” he groaned. She moaned in response, lost for words.
He withdrew and moved to the railing, quickly unfastening her wrists from the cuffs and then pulling her into his arms. His lips brushed her forehead, then searched for her lips. She kissed him, letting his tongue raid her mouth.
Finally he broke away and looked down at her, brushing her hair off her face.
“You are beautiful,” he told her. Beautiful and hot and fucking incredible.”
Laura grinned. “I'm so glad you think so.”
He sobered, his expression changing. “Thank you.”
“You're more than welcome,” she said, leaning against him. “That was... well, different.”
“That's good yes?”
“God yeah. Very good. I've never... done that before.”
“Oh I get a first. Cool.” His goofiness made her grin.
“You get seconds and thirds,” she told him.
“Really? Now?”
“God, you're insatiable,” she said, though she certainly wasn't bothered by that. “Maybe. If you're good. And we can go inside.”
“Oh yeah. What do I need to do to be good?”
“Hmm. Have you got any chocolate?”
“Yep.”
“Oh good.”
“What have you got in mind?”
“Let's go inside and I'll show you...”
Pairing: Rodnay/Laura
Rating: M+ (very adult)
Warnings: Bondage and anal
Laura was stood on a balcony watching the night night when she heard soft footsteps behind her. An arm wound around her waist and she smiled, leaning back against the firm body behind her. Another hand brushed over her breast and her eyes fluttered closed, a soft sigh escaping her lips. Cold metal circled her wrist and there was an audible click.
Opening her eyes, Laura looked down at the silver. After a second she realised it was a handcuff and that she had been fastened on the railing.
“Perv,” she said. There was rough laughter behind her.
“I'd have thought you'd worked that out already,” Rodney told her, then kissed her neck.
Laura moaned. She had, actually. He seemed to enjoy experimenting with her, trying out new things and pushing her ever further. Not that she minded in the slightest; she showed him new things too. Being locked to the balcony was definitely different though.
“Sex outside?”
“Hmm. I've always regretted taking you inside the jumper,” he murmured. “I should have fucked you in the snow.”
She shuddered, the visual sending heat surging through her. “You could have done,” she told him breathlessly. “You can do just about anything to me anywhere.”
“I know,” he said and he sounded faintly surprised. He carefully locked her other wrist, then stroked her arms slowly. “But I promised I'd test your trust.”
Oh this was going to be interesting. “By securing me to the balcony?” she asked, amused.
“I've not started yet Laura. Not by a long way.”
Again she shuddered. There had been dark promise in his tone and it aroused her. It still startled her how quickly he could affect her, how he could make her wet without even laying a finger on her. A few well-chosen dirty words and a lusty look or two and she was his.
Right now he was undoing her trousers, his warm hands slipping inside the fabric to touch bare skin. She groaned softly and parted her legs to allow him better access. He teased the top of her knickers, brushing her fingertips through the curls within, then he withdrew. She made a noise of protest and he chuckled.
He eased her trousers down over her hips and then followed suit with her knickers. He stripped them off her, pausing to remove her trainers and socks. Then she was stood there half-naked, chained to the rail. He caressed her arse, making her moan again.
“You make an incredible sight,” he told her, his arms going round her waist again.
Laura could feel his erection, hard within the confines of his pants. She rubbed herself against him, chuckling at the groan that left his throat. It was good to remind him that she could affect him just as much as he did her.
He took revenge though, sliding his hands under her t-shirt and unfastening her bra clasp. The his hands came round and cupped her breasts. He pinched her nipples, making her gasp.
“So what exactly are you pushing McKay?” she asked archly. “Outdoor sex isn't particularly daring, even with the handcuffs.”
“Wait and see,” he told her, kneading the flesh of her breasts as he rubbed his crotch against her arse.
Laura was about to give a witty retort when he moved one hand down, his fingers parting her with practised ease and nipping at the nub of her clit. She gasped, her eyes squeezing shut, and then she moaned as he slid a finger inside her.
Her knuckles turned white as she clenched the rail, her breathing ragged as he stroked her steadily. In and out, in and out; the rhythm almost hypnotic. Laura just stood there and felt him finger her. She loved him doing this to her, loved him using those sure, deft fingers to turn her on and touch her up. She would quite happily stand here all night while he did this, except she knew at some point she would need more. As would he.
Rodney released her breasts and she knew he was undoing his own pants. Laura felt herself tense in anticipation; it had been a while since he'd last taken her from behind and the mere thought of it made her nerves tingle.
She felt his hardness nudge against her and she whimpered hungrily. He eased into her and Laura immediately pushed her arse towards him, forcing his cock inside her. She sighed with pleasure at the sensation and ground against him. She heard him groan and laughed wickedly.
“Eager beaver,” he murmured with a chuckle.
“Rodney,” she said, her voice holding a note of complaint. “That was terrible. Even by your standards.”
“Yep,” he agreed easily. He slid himself in and out of her, copying his earlier fingering with his cock. “Don't see you being able to do much about it though.”
Laura glanced over her shoulder to see him grinning at her unrepentantly. “I suppose not,” she said with a sigh. Rodney chuckled again and began to thrust harder.
Dropping her head, Laura rested her forehead against her hands. He was pushing into her hard now and she could feel the familiar build-up within. She panted, enjoying the friction of his cock inside her, the knock of his balls against her and the way his action made her breasts swing.
“God you're so fucking incredible,” Rodney groaned.
The climax tore through her, stripping her awareness and tipping her into velvet darkness. It was only once her vision began to clear she realised she'd been screaming. She hoped to hell there was nobody else outside on a balcony at the moment.
“Holy crap Rodney,” she muttered.
“Maybe I should gag you in future,” he remarked, sounding incredibly amused. “Least the windows are sound-proof.”
“Thank God.”
“I should have remembered how loudly you can scream,” he said. He was stroking her back tenderly, soothing her frazzled nerves but re-sparking desire deeper within her. His hand moved over the curve of her arse and fingered the cleft between. As his finger brushed the little hole there, Laura gasped soundlessly.
“Rodney?” she queried.
“Trust me,” he said softly, continuing to caress her.
“I do but...”
“Shush. I won't hurt you.”
“I know,” she said and she did. Still this was definitely new territory. He was still brushing her arse with gentle fingers, giving her time and the chance to refuse altogether. She knew she could and he would drop this. But she suddenly wanted to let him do this and she relaxed.
She knew he felt the change and understood because almost immediately his finger was against the tight opening, pushing slowly. She breathed as slowly, her bottom lip caught between her teeth. His finger entered her and she shuddered at the sensation. He stroked her for several minutes, then added a second finger.
Laura groaned loudly, unprepared for how damn good this felt. Was feeling. His cock was still hard in her and now his fingers occupied the other entrance and oh but this was incredibly fucking good.
“Rodney,” she groaned. “That's good.”
He chuckled. “Really? How good Laura? Dare to go one further?”
“What?”
His fingers slipped away and he withdraw his cock, only to push at this new place. Laura's hands tightened on the railing. She hovered between refusal and encouragement, her body tensing automatically. He held her hip with one hand and stroked her back again with the other.
“Relax,” he whispered encouragingly. “Let me in.”
Breathing hard, she forced her muscles to relax, felt him edge forwards just slightly. He was pushing firmly, steadily past the barrier. There was a brief flash of pain as he broached it that made her gasp. He stilled immediately, allowing her to catch her breath and for her body to get used to his intrusion.
“You okay?” he asked her, concern in his voice.
As the pain faded, Laura found that she was and this wasn't unpleasant. “Yes,” she whispered.
“Do you want this?”
Laura nodded. “Please.”
“Just tell me to stop and I will,” he assured her. She knew that already but it was nice to hear it.
“I know.”
He pushed in further and Laura felt her body expand to accommodate him. He withdrew a little and then pushed in again. He began to thrust gently, his movements small. She found herself getting used to the sensation of him in her and as she did so began to feel the pleasure of it.
Laura pushed her arse towards Rodney and he immediately began to thrust harder. She cried out wordlessly.
“Laura?” Again she heard concern. She shook her head.
“M'okay,” she muttered between gasps. “S'good. Don't stop.”
“You're amazing,” he told her, his voice reverent.
“Hmm,” she said. The pleasure was mounting now, her body wasn't just accepting this now but wanted it, welcoming it. “Harder,” she begged.
Rodney complied thrusting into her deeply. Her body shuddered again, the climax that overtook her more intense than any she'd experienced before. It left her legs shaking and barely able to hold her up. His cock was still buried in her arse. She could feel it throbbing as he came within her.
“God, Laura,” he groaned. She moaned in response, lost for words.
He withdrew and moved to the railing, quickly unfastening her wrists from the cuffs and then pulling her into his arms. His lips brushed her forehead, then searched for her lips. She kissed him, letting his tongue raid her mouth.
Finally he broke away and looked down at her, brushing her hair off her face.
“You are beautiful,” he told her. Beautiful and hot and fucking incredible.”
Laura grinned. “I'm so glad you think so.”
He sobered, his expression changing. “Thank you.”
“You're more than welcome,” she said, leaning against him. “That was... well, different.”
“That's good yes?”
“God yeah. Very good. I've never... done that before.”
“Oh I get a first. Cool.” His goofiness made her grin.
“You get seconds and thirds,” she told him.
“Really? Now?”
“God, you're insatiable,” she said, though she certainly wasn't bothered by that. “Maybe. If you're good. And we can go inside.”
“Oh yeah. What do I need to do to be good?”
“Hmm. Have you got any chocolate?”
“Yep.”
“Oh good.”
“What have you got in mind?”
“Let's go inside and I'll show you...”
