Fanfic: "Busy", Rodney/Jennifer, R

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Title: Busy
Author: shurimon
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Pairing: Rodney McKay/Jennifer Keller
Rating: R for sexy times
Summary: Spoilers for the entire series. Jennifer decides to have a little fun with Rodney to help distract him.
Disclaimer: I do not own SGA or the characters, nor do I make any claim to. I make no profit off of this story.

Life, it seemed to Rodney, was a never-ending string of distractions.

Not that he minded them most of the time, but at a time like this, when they'd just barely stopped the Wraith from getting to Earth and he'd barely had time to think since, every moment he spent distracted was one moment away from working to get the city back to the Pegasus Galaxy- or at least out of San Francisco Bay, where they'd probably already been discovered.
However, this one was quite insistent, even when he tried gentle discouragement, and as much as he wanted to allow this distraction to happen.

“Hon,” he finally said levelly, “I've got to get this done and sent off to the SGC. I'd love to... to... do... that right now, but-”

“It'll take all of a few minutes and I'll do all the work,” Jennifer replied, frowning at him. “You've been working way too hard and need to relax a little.”

“Yes, well, Command can only keep people out of San Francisco Bay for too long, and we need to get flying, and to get flying again, we need me. Because once more, it's down to me to get us out of a jam. Funny how often that happ- oh.”

He stared as Jennifer unzipped her jacket, tossed it aside, then unzipped her shirt as far as it would go, leaning in. Damnit, he thought. She knows my weakness- a blonde woman plus generous cleavage.

“You won't even have to get up out of your chair. How does that sound?”

“I still won't get any work done.”

Jennifer rolled her eyes, then swiftly removed her shirt.

“You quite like the idea, though, I can see,” she pointed out, noting the bulge that was starting to form in his pants, and Rodney's face flushed red. “Come on. Please? It'll be fun...” He finally smiled at Jennifer and pushed back a little bit from his desk, standing up and undoing his belt.

“Well, alright... since you asked so nicely and all, and I have been staring at this screen for quite a while...” A grin of triumph crossed his girlfriend's face, and Rodney whimpered slightly when her fingers brushed teasingly against his cock, already starting to awaken from the thought of what she wanted to do. “... We should probably lock the door first, you know...”

“I'll be sure to be discreet. After all, we'll hear someone long before they see me, no?” Rodney furrowed his eyebrows briefly before realization crossed his face, and Jennifer got down on her knees underneath his desk. “Now, sit,” she commanded, and Rodney gladly did so after pulling his pants down. However, she'd barely just gotten started when he heard foodsteps approaching his lab, silently cursing.

“Jennifer, you really should come out from under- hnrgh,” he grunted when, much to his surprise, he felt her lips and tongue brush the tip of his cock, and she made no move to slow down. Hardly believing what he was doing, Rodney pushed himself closer to his desk just as John came walking in.

“Rodney, have you seen Dr. Keller anywhere?”

“Mmm, no, can't say that I have,” said Rodney as calmly as he could manage, though he could feel a cold shiver going up his spine as, going further against all of his expectations, Jennifer simply kept teasing his member. “Why, is there something wrong?” His attention was so focused on keeping a straight face, he missed the fact that most of Jennifer's uniform had been carelessly tossed aside in plain view, nor did he see John's glance at it and the ghost of a smile crossing his face.

“...Nah, it's nothing important,” he said after a small pause. “Woolsey was just looking for some report or other she forgot to file, but if she's busy, it can wait.”

“Well, how do you know she's busy?” Rodney asked, again using all of his willpower to stop from jerking with pleasure when Jennifer tickled the inside of one of his thighs.

“It's a reasonable assumption to make, considering we're in the middle of a heavily-populated area in a flying city that officially doesn't exist.”

“... Oh. Right. Well, if I hear from her, I'll radio you.”

“Of course, if you can manage to tear yourself away from your work for 5 minutes.”

“Puh-lease, you know I will... because...” Rodney swallowed hard and visibly shivered.

“...Because what? You seem awful distracted about something.”

“It's nothing,” said Rodney with false cheer, his face stretching into what he hoped was a winning smile. “I lost my train of thought, which does happen on occasion, you know. I am the king of derailments. Yup, yup. Is there anything else I can help you with, or are you going to stand there and bother me while I'm doing this work which, as you have just noted, is very important?”

“Oh, yes, the genius at work, who does his best work alone. I'll leave you to it, then, trainwreck,” said John, smirking and turning to go. As soon as he was out of hearing range, Rodney let out a soft moan.

“I hate you,” he murmured to the figure under his desk. “Not really, but you could have gotten us caught...”

“Shhh,” Jennifer whispered, then continued her work in earnest. All of the small flash of anger he'd felt was soon gone as Rodney tilted his head back and closed his eyes, intent on enjoying what was happening... until more loud footsteps sounded in the hall.

“Damnit,” Rodney hissed through gritted teeth, as she'd been building him up quite nicely, but for a second time, it didn't seem to occur to Jennifer to simply stop what she was doing. No, she kept her hand wrapped around his now fully-erect cock, and this time it was even harder for Rodney to keep a straight face when Mr. Woolsey entered the lab.

“Dr. McKay, your sister just called,” he said with an easy smile, before that hung in the air. Rodney bit hard on his bottom lip before prompting,

“She did?”

“Yes. She said you'd invited her to visit and wanted to know if it would be okay with me if she came over today, seeing how you're so... busy.” He seemed to place special emphasis on that last word, and Rodney couldn't quite figure out why- nor did he really care when, against all odds and logic, Jennifer began pumping his cock, and his eyes narrowed. “Doctor, is something the matter?”

“No, nothing, nothing!” said Rodney, mentally kicking himself when it came out far too false-cheerful. “I think I just... need to take a break. So. Yes. Sister. Right. If she's got the proper clearance and everything...”

“Yes, I have already cleared her. She said she'll be arriving shortly- the Daedalus will be beaming her down.”

“Okay. Good. Just radio me and... I'll be out there.”

“Excellent. Oh, and one more thing... do you know where Dr. Keller is?” Rodney pressed his lips together, pushing down a second, even louder moan, feeling heat coursing through his body.

“I don't, no,” he managed to get out. “Sheppard just said you were looking for her, but I haven't seen her.”

“Hmm. I'm sure she's around here somewhere. Carry on, Doctor.”

“Sure. Right. Thank you!”

As soon as Mr. Woolsey's footfalls died off, Rodney gripped the edge of the desk hard, a primal grunt escaping his lips.

“Are- you- insane?” he demanded, and he heard Jennifer chuckle.

“No, just feeling a little adventrous.”

“Right... it's always the quiet ones.”

“Exactly. Shush, now...” However, she'd barely resumed taking him in her mouth when there was a third set of feet approaching the lab, and Rodney almost screamed aloud- with misery, with irritation, even with pleasure, as once more this did not deter Jennifer from continuing.

“Rodney?” This time it was Teyla, with a wide smile on her face. “I just ran into Mr. Woolsey; he told me your sister is on her way over.”

“Right, she is,” said Rodney in the same over-the-top cheerful tone he'd just used with Mr. Woolsey; had he been less distracted, he may have noticed a small snort of laughter escaping her lips.

“Well, I wanted to suggest that once she is here, it may do all of us good leave the base for a while. Perhaps find a place to eat and forget the stress of our lives for a few hours, at least. Take in a movie. That kind of thing. I know that we are all busy and need to get the city going as soon as possible, but surely it would not harm anything.”

“Sounds great! Just great. Count me in, I'll even pay for everyone.”

“Really? How generous of you. You have certainly softened since I have known you, Rodney.”

“Yes, yes, that's me, big... old... softy.” Rodney shivered again, feeling himself fast approaching the point of no return, the point where orgasm was inevitable. “Is there anything else?”

“I have not been able to find Jennifer to ask her if she would like to come along as well. Have you heard from her today?”

“Haven't seen her, nah. I've been here all day, she's probably doing the doctoring thing,” said Rodney in as dismissive a tone as he could manage.

“Alright,” said Teyla. “I will leave you to your work, then.”

“Cool! Just call me when it's time to get ready!” Once Teyla was gone, Rodney leaned forward in his chair, his body almost automatically pushing and pulling in a rhythm, allowing Jennifer to finally bring him to his climax.

“God,” he breathed. “Oh.”

“That was fun,” she grinned, poking her head up from under the desk.

“And incredibly dangerous, and risky, and something that could have gotten us in trouble and made the laughingstock of the base for a couple of months. … but yes. Yes, it was.”

“We should do that again some time,” Jennifer began, straightening up, but a look of horror crossed Rodney's face as he heard someone approaching yet again.

“Get back under the desk!” he hissed.

“Why?”

“Because you're just a little topless, and aside from that have that 'I just gave Rodney a discreet blowjob under his desk' kind of smile.” Jennifer covered her mouth and giggled, but realized the truth of his words and complied.

“Meredith?” Rodney winced at the sound of his sister's voice and pushed even closer under the desk to provide a little extra security against the fact that he had no pants on at the moment, hearing a sigh from Jennifer as she was now smushed in a little.

“Hello, Jeannie,” he said, sitting up straight, folding his hands in front of him and smiling.

“Aren't you going to come and give me a hug? Or are we back to that stage where you pretend you're not happy to see me and you're beyond such gestures of affection?” she wanted to know.

“Oh, please,” he replied, rolling his eyes. “I just- wasn't expecting you for another hour or so.”

“I know. I wanted to come right away and say hello to everyone, though- it's been a while since I've been on the base, and last time wasn't... exactly the best of circumstances.” There passed an awkward silence between the two before she went on, “And I wanted to congratulate Jennifer... or mourn her loss of sanity since she decided to date you, whichever one.” Rodney snorted. “Come on, Mer, I'm just teasing. I think she'll be very good for you.”

“And will I be good for her?”

“Considering that you've actually grown up in the past 5 years? Maybe. We'll see how it goes- miracles do happen, after all.” She then suddenly said a bit louder, “Oh, and Jennifer?” There was a thud and an “OW!” as Jennifer jerked with surprise, hitting her head on the desk. She finally squeezed around Rodney's legs and poked her now-red face up from underneath it. “Make sure your feet aren't sticking out from the other side of the desk next time. And hide your clothes. That's a really obvious tell, too.”

“... Right,” Jennifer managed to say in a small voice. Rodney and Jennifer both stared, open-mouthed, as Jeannie walked out of the room, then a few moments later, the two heard the raucous laughter of their friends coming from down the hall.

“... They knew the whole time?” Rodney asked, indignant, as he stood up and pulled his pants back up.

“Well, that explains why all of them wanted to see us all of a sudden,” said Jennifer, who seemed to have gotten over her own embarrassment quite quickly and was putting her shirt and jacket back on, giggling. “I'll be sure to be more careful if we do it again.”

“If there IS a next time,” Rodney mumbled sourly, and Jennifer put her arms around him from behind, sighing into his neck.

“... Sorry. I should have stopped, but I thought you were enjoying yourself, so...”

“... It's alright,” he replied, turning his head to kiss her. “Just... next time, listen to me when I say we should lock the door first.”

“Fair enough,” she grinned, kissing back.