Scrubbing both hands over tired eyes, John Sheppard sank down onto the tiny couch in his quarters with a groan of relief.
It wasn't even that late, but everything had been so chaotic and busy lately, that even off-duty he hadn't had the downtimeโor the energy, for that matterโto do anything except lie down and pass out for a night that was never quite long enough. This evening, though, he finally had some damn time off to do... well, something.
After staring at the wall blankly for several minutes, trying to actually think of something to do with his precious free time while he had it, John found his mind wandering back to that couple from the other day. They'd definitely been into him, they were both damn hot, and truth be told he was kind of kicking himself now for being responsible and not sticking around to take the pair up on their entirely unsubtle offer of company for a night.
It felt like ages since he'd actually gotten laid, and just thinking about itโabout the things they might have done with himโwas enough to start getting him hard. John slouched down further in his seat, eyes drifting shut and one hand slipping under his T-shirt to run idly over his stomach. He somehow hadn't even jacked off in... days? weeks?
Whatever it was, it had obviously been too fucking long if he couldn't even remember.
So he let a meandering, lazy little fantasy play out in his mind, cock filling between his legs while he wondered what sort of things those two had had in mind. Maybe she'd wanted to be in the middle of John and her husband... or maybe the husband wanted to be in the middle, or John himself would have ended up between the two.
Any of those would have been fantastic, John thought; hell, he'd even have enjoyed just watching them go at it. Unzipping his fly, he finally pulled out his stiffened cock with another low groan. He was already straining-hard, erection hot and twitching in his grip as he started stroking himself. He had half a mind to draw it out, take his time... but didn't actually have the patience for that; not tonight.
Instead, John let his head fall back, gazing down through heavy-lidded eyes at his own hand pumping up and downโquick, steady strokes that tightened the heat already building behind his cock. Within moments he was close; panting, biting at his lower lip, free hand holding his shirt up and his hips tilting and lifting needily into his own touch. He considered, for all of about half a second, stopping long enough to go into the shower or at least get some tissues, and immediately thought fuck it, floors can be cleaned.
That taut, urgent heat built inexorably higher, climax looming rapidly closer with every jerk of his fist; John felt his legs quivering, tensing as he chased his much-needed release; and thenโ
oh no! how's Sheppard interrupted?
A strange energy portal appears in the room
John's teleported / transported somewhere else
AU plot twist! He's at the SGC on Earth, and *Unscheduled Offworld Activation*
Remaining time: 2 days 11 hours