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"Thresholds" Chapter 21
Title: On Thresholds, and Passing Through Them, Ch. 21

Author: Taylor Dancinghands -taylor@willendorphians.com

Category: slash, h/c, foursome, fake character death

Pairings/Characters: McKay/Beckett, Sheppard/Zelenka, and then, Beckett/Sheppard/Zelenka, and then McKay/Beckett/Sheppard/Zelenka, eventually, also passing implications of Teyla/Ronon, and Weir and Lorne appear as well

Rating: NC 17

Archive: Generally yes, but please let me know where

Summary: Rodney McKay's apparent death tears an enormous hole in the lives of many on Atlantis, especially his lover, Carson Beckett. It seems only natural when Carson turns to Radek and John for comfort, even when the three of them grow closer than expected. Then, their new, fragile equilibrium becomes threataned, by what ought to be the best possible news, for Rodney McKay is not dead at all...

Spoilers/Season: Possible minor references to episodes through season 3.


Disclaimer: Don't own 'em, never will, not claiming to. Just wanna play with 'em a little. Can't I, can't I, huh?




On Thresholds and Passing Through Them

by Taylor Dancinghands

Chapter 21

Now that he was lying down and no longer concerned with trying to balance or support himself, Rodney found that he had some processing space in his brain for working his hands, and one of them went immediately to run fingers through Radek's disorderly, silken hair. Rodney felt as much as heard the man moan happily at the contact, and he hummed happily in response.

Rodney's other hand came, almost by instinct, to wrap around Carson -also shirtless, it became apparent- and pull him even closer. Carson sighed happily at the closeness, dropping his head to mouth Rodney's shoulder as his fingers continued to play with Rodney's left nipple. Looking up now, Rodney came to see that John was crouched over him, bearing an expression like that of a cat gazing down at a piece of cheese. Rodney had all of a second to take in the dark gleam of anticipation in his eyes before John's mouth descended on his, taking him with almost ravenous desire.

It was almost with surprise, but not really, that Rodney found an equal measure of desire in him to match John's, and for a little while everything else dropped away. Then Carson shifted his head a little further down to take Rodney's left nipple in his own mouth and wave of sudden pleasure wrung a sharp groan from him, and had Rodney's hips lifting seemingly of their own accord. "Oh god," he whimpered, nearly overcome, for a moment, at the realization that he had Radek's mouth on his right nipple, Carson's on his left, and John's somehow knowing to go to that special spot just under his ear... Rodney moaned and thrust his hips again, helplessly.

Given the real possibility that he was shortly going to end up embarrassing himself if this kept up, Rodney wasn't too heartbroken when Radek moved off a moment later, to capture John's mouth in his own. It was certainly damned hot to watch in any case. He didn't so much mind it when Carson moved his mouth from Rodney's other nipple to John's ear either, because John took advantage of their shift in positions to lower his whole body on to Rodney's, grinding his hips against his.

"Oh fuck," moaned Rodney, clearly able to feel John's hard cock pressing against his own, through two pairs of trousers. Not certain how it could be done, Rodney was nonetheless suddenly quite sure of one thing.

"Pants..." he gasped. "Gone... now..." As fantastic as it was to feel the length of John's body stretched over his, the presence of any barrier between them was fast becoming unbearable.

"Fuck yes," John groaned, concurring, but seemingly unable to do anything about it at the moment, as he continued to writhe and thrust against Rodney. Other hands came to their aid then, however. Hands shifted John off of him, lifting his hips to pull his trousers away, and they joined Rodney's in pushing his away as well, rolling him this way and that to get them out from under him.

When this had finally been accomplished, Rodney found himself lying on his side, facing Radek, and helping the man get his own pants off. Rodney let his hands chase the garments down Radek's legs, feeling the lean muscles, the warm skin, the firm but shapely ass. Looking over the expanse of unbroken skin before him, Rodney just couldn't not taste. He couldn't keep his lips off the small hard nipples lost in the abundant hair, or the soft little bit of belly, or stop himself from continuing to move further down...

Radek's cock was hard and fairly substantial, and Rodney craved it, intensely. "Oh, I can see how you're wanting a taste of that," he heard Carson say, and he was watching, of course. And he wanted to watch Rodney suck Radek's cock, which was hotter than anything Rodney could imagine, and so he did. He touched it with his lips, taking in the velvet softness of it, and the wonderful undone sound Radek made when he did.

Rodney kissed the head, sucked on it, licked and breathed over it while Radek moaned and grasped at Rodney's head. Carson was still near too, murmuring, "Aye, that's lovely that is..." and his hands moved, caressing over Rodney's skin as Rodney opened his throat to take it all in, deeper and deeper. Carson's murmuring became muffled for a moment, and out of the corner of his eye Rodney could see John leaning down to find Carson's mouth with his own.

Sucking Radek's cock was good, really good, Rodney mused, but doing it while Carson and John watched... while they kissed each other as they watched... there were no words for how hot that was. It was only when he felt John's hand on his own cock, stroking it skillfully, that Rodney realized how much hotter everything was going to get. A moment later, Rodney felt John’s hands falter a little, and heard him break off the kiss, moaning, “Oh fuck… yes…” into Carson’s skin, and clearly Carson was doing something to him, Rodney just couldn’t figure out quite what, and couldn’t bring himself to relinquish Radek’s cock to find out.

“Ah love,” Carson murmured into John’s ear. “I can see you like that. I’m thinking you’d like Rodney to fuck you, wouldn’t you, lad?”

John made an incoherent sound and now Rodney knew what Carson was doing, for he had seen Radek slip him the lube a little while ago, and Carson’s slick fingers would be inside John now, stretching him, preparing him for Rodney’s cock. Rodney felt said member twitch with anticipation, and he moaned around Radek’s cock, making Radek moan in turn and clutch his fingers even more tightly in Rodney’s hair.

Rodney had been thinking that he would have to leave off of Radek’s cock when it came time to fuck John, which he was quite looking forward to, as much as he was loath to give up what he had. To his surprise, however, he soon found John climbing up to kneel, straddling him, pushing Rodney’s hips to lie flat on the bed. This left Rodney’s shoulders twisted to the side, a little, but not too much, and as John’s hand stroking his cock was now slick with lube, Rodney figured he had a pretty good idea of how he was meant to fuck John.

Rodney would really have liked to watch John’s face as he slowly impaled himself on Rodney’s cock, but to do that he’d have had to turn his head and lose Radek’s cock. Rodney was greedy though, and wanted to keep what he had, so he closed his eyes instead, letting himself enjoy the experience through sensations alone, and that was, after all, more than enough.

With his eyes closed, Rodney could really get into the wonderful textures of Radek’s hard flesh against his tongue, and the way it filled his mouth. He could feel the closeness of John’s body over his too, could feel the subtle shifting as he prepared to move closer still. Rodney was aware, as well, of hands -Carson’s surely and perhaps Radek’s too- steadying John as he lowered himself, and Rodney could feel John’s thighs trembling a little as he held himself back for a moment. Then all those sensations were momentarily blotted out as Rodney felt his own hard sex meeting John’s body, pressing against his opening and pushing its way inside.

Briefly, all of Rodney’s awareness was of the world of tight, slick heat surrounding him, enclosing him, taking him deeper and deeper… and then that world was thrown open by the sound of John’s voice, choking out a wordless cry, and then there was Rodney’s own voice following it, muffled at first by his mouthful of cock, but then he had to let it go to gasp out his pleasure, and John’s name.

It was without thinking that Rodney opened his eyes as well now, and so was treated to the sight of John, thighs spread wide as he straddled Rodney’s body, cock up-thrust and weeping, back arched with pleasure and head thrown back, his throat exposed like a sacrifice, and his mouth open in ecstasy. The image was purest porn, and the knowledge that this beautiful, wanton creature also had Rodney’s cock buried deep inside him meant that he, himself, was a part of this beauty. It was a revelation of earth shattering proportions, and hotter than anything Rodney had words for.

The words that did come out of his mouth were, “Oh god, John…” and his hips thrust, adding motion to this perfect tableau. John shuddered in response, grinding his hips down hard against Rodney, so that his full weight rested against him, and Rodney reveled in the sensation of John’s body surrounding him, taking him as deep as he possibly could.

Other impressions began to filter in now as well, voices first –Carson’s, his brogue darkening his words to sound guttural and hungry as he murmured about ‘god’ and ‘beautiful’ all intermixed with various profanities, and Radek’s, all rolled ‘r’s and an excess of consonants. In the midst of these, Rodney caught his name, transformed yet still recognizable.

“Ano, ano, ano, prosím, Rodney, prosím, prosím…“ Rodney even recognized some of those words, and even if he didn‘t, Radek’s hands, pulling at his head, calling him back, made his desires clear. Rodney, naturally, had no objection to fulfilling them whatsoever.

Having his face buried in Radek’s groin did limit his field of vision, Rodney reflected with a small amount of regret, but the entirely novel sensations of his own cock thrusting deep into one lover’s ass while another lover fed Rodney his cock more than compensated for his loss of visual stimulus. The voices and sounds surrounding did much to add to the experience as well, for he could plainly make out John's panting moans, coming in rhythm with his own movements, Radek's broken whimpers, coinciding with the clutching of his fingers into Rodney's hair, and Carson's soft murmurings, in a voice roughened with desire.

"Oh, aye, you're going to feel so good around my cock, lad," he was saying. "So hot and tight and wanting to take me deep. Oh, I can feel how you want it love... and I'm wanting to give it to ye..."

That explained the sudden shudders Rodney had felt moving through Radek's body that had not seemed to follow any particular action of his own. Carson must have his fingers deep inside Radek even now, even as Rodney sucked his cock, a mere handful of centimeters away. Eyes still closed, immersed in the moment, Rodney found it too easy to tell when Carson finally removed his fingers, for Radek gave a bereft little cry and thrust into Rodney's mouth, chasing after what he had left.

Radek wasn't left wanting for long, however, for even now Rodney could feel Carson shifting on the bed, moving up close behind Radek and lifting him slightly so that he could slip an arm under him. Rodney could feel Radek relax as he was enclosed in Carson's arms, then tense again so that Rodney knew that Carson was pressing against him, pushing his way inside, filling him with his own cock as John was filled with Rodney's.

"Ah love... ah love... so good..." Carson's voice was harsh and nearly broken and Radek's lifted in a high, keening counterpoint. For a moment they both lay still, Radek's hands even stilling against Rodney's head -though John continued to fuck himself rhythmically on Rodney's cock. Then Radek thrust back, pulling himself a little way from Rodney's mouth and pressing Carson's cock deeper inside him.

Carson groaned loudly and thrust back, forcing Radek's hips forward and forcing his cock down Rodney's throat. Rodney just opened his throat and took it, glorying in all of it and moaning helplessly with pleasure. Now Radek's fingers tightened once again against Rodney's skull and he began to take control, moving Rodney's head up and down on his cock to match the rhythm of Carson pumping into him from behind.

Rodney couldn't have been more pleased, because his neck had been starting to ache and this took all the pressure off. Now all he had to do was relax and let Radek fuck his mouth while John pushed himself up and down on Rodney's cock. Granted, Rodney's hips did seem to move of their own accord from time to time, but there was no higher brain function involved in this movement at all, and it wasn't exactly coordinated.

What it was, was good, really good, better than anything Rodney had ever known, not only because he had never in his life experienced quite so much pleasure for himself, but because, Rodney discovered to his amazement, the fact of his lovers' pleasure meant nearly as much -their experience adding to his own.

It was almost as if he, himself, was enjoying the enclosing warmth of Radek's body around his cock, as if he was taking pleasure in the mouth and lips and tongue worshiping Radek's cock, as if he was feeling the hard length of his cock filling John's body, thrusting into him as he fucked himself on it. The cries and touches and experiences of his three lovers became his experience as well, and it was like nothing Rodney could ever have imagined.

Their experiences having become all one, Rodney did not need to see to reach out with one hand to find John's cock and wrap around it, and he did not need words to know that Radek was doing the same, and that Carson was shifting one hand down from where he'd been playing with Radek's nipples to take a place on Rodney's head, continuing to guide him, in concert with Radek's remaining hand, up and down on Radek's cock. Intertwining his fingers with Radek's, as they spread the precum over the length of John's cock, was nearly as hot as the feel of John's cum slicked cock under his hand.

There was an awareness amongst the four of them, that this was likely to push John over the edge, and that when one started the others would undoubtedly follow. The climax they were coming to crave would also bring an end to the pleasures they were enjoying now, Rodney knew in some part of his brain that wasn't rendered useless with pleasure, but that same part, still remarkably capable of reflective thought, knew that while this evening's pleasures must end, others would follow. That awareness did, somehow, manage to seep into Rodney's otherwise pleasure soaked consciousness and it made his heart leap with anticipation.

John's fast approaching climax, evident from the increasing volume and tempo of his cries, might herald the end of this evening's pleasures, but not an end to this... whatever it was that lay between the four of them. That was just beginning, and Rodney knew he would place tonight along with the day he first came to Atlantis as among the most important beginnings in his life.


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Though this is indeed a fine new beginning for Rodney and the lads, the next chapter does bring us to the inevitable end of the story...