Things
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There were things you just didn't do.

Like men. Doing men was something you just didn't do if you were a USAF Major. So why he was currently sliding very slowly into Rodney McKay's ass was something of a mystery.

Blame it on aliens! Some small part of his brain screamed. Of course, they hadn't actually run into any aliens for over a week. Blame it on the beer! Only it wasn't beer, it was some sort of low alcohol mead, and he'd only sipped it, because it tasted like honeyed bleach. Blame it on McKay! And that sounded like a really good idea, only McKay wasn't the one who'd done the jumping.

"Oh, for the love of... you're panicking, aren't you?" Rodney asked.

Sheppard thought about it for a moment. "Uhm, yes. A bit."

Rodney shoved back, impaling himself hard on John's cock. "Get over it."

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