"Making Love to a Lonely City" Ch. 4
Title: Making Love to a Lonely City
Author: Taylor Dancinghands -taylor@willendorphians.com
Characters: Rodney McKay/Radek Zelenka/Atlantis
Category: slash, established relationship, sex with an AI
Rating: NC-17 for explicit homoerotic depitions
Archive: Generally yes, but please let me know where
Summary: Atlantis, Rodney and Radek discover the pleasure of three.
Spoilers/Season: None really. Post season 2? Also, this story really won't make much sense unless you've read "Touch of a Lonely City" which, in turn, will make more sense still if you've also read "Discorporate" and "In Extremis"
Betas: Thanx to
scifinut and ankhmutes for encouragement and lending some extra pairs of eyeballs for error spotting.
In addition, for this story I have had the invaluable assitance ofdinofly as a Czech language consultant. It's been fascinating and educational and I am one really grateful SGA fan author.
(And English translations for Radek's Czech dialogue can be found at the end of the chapter)
Author's notes: The core of this story has been waiting to be made workable since I first began to make up stories in my head. That long. What a delight to find that the situation and premise of Stargate: Atlantis have finally made it possible!
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em, never will, not claiming to. Just wanna play with 'em a little. Can't I, can't I, huh?
Making Love to a Lonely City
By Taylor Dancinghands
IV. Atlantis, Rodney and Radek 'Know' One Another
She watched him reenter their rooms and let Radek know he was coming. She'd sent him ahead to start the shower when she'd had a good idea which way Rodney was going to go, and she could feel the hot water falling on his body already.
Atlantis was finally coming to appreciate what it was that Radek loved about this pompous, insecure, and secretly, terribly courageous genius of a man. He'd bared his soul to her again, just now, and she was left moved as she had never been in her life to see his bravery, and the greatness of his heart. He cared for her. He thought she was beautiful.
He wanted to make love to her.
She hardly knew what it meant, but she had seen, time and time again, the wistful sadness in Radek's heart that she had no experience of such things. After last night, she thought she might have an idea of the reason for that sadness, but had doubted that she would ever be able to experience the kinds of things that Radek had longed for her to know. Though she knew it was possible, Atlantis would never have presumed to ask Radek to share his experiences so intimately with her but, to her astonishment, he had offered. Such was the undaunted determination of the man with whom she had grown closer and closer since his serendipitous acquisition of her nanocites.
She had been incredibly fortunate in Radek; she certainly agreed with Rodney about that. Now she was beginning to think that she might be fortunate in Rodney as well. She watched him fondly, calling for Radek as he entered and then smiling happily as he took in the sound of the shower and Radek's voice, crying out for his lover to join him. Rodney left a trail of discarded clothing as he went, strewn over various pieces of furniture, running from the sitting room to the bed room to the bath.
Atlantis had lately been gaining an appreciation for the human body, and since it was through Radek's eyes that she was gaining this appreciation, everything about Rodney's seemed entirely pleasing to her, from his broad chest and shoulders to his full and gracefully contoured ass, even his soft bit of belly. Radek, separated from Rodney by the shower door and not wearing his glasses, was only able to see a blurry outline of the man as he rid himself of his shorts, but it seemed to fire his inspiration nonetheless. Feeling provocative, Atlantis sent Radek her own (much less blurry) view of Rodney, kicking his boxers away and casually fondling his already half hard cock as he stepped up to the shower door.
Radek was doing the same by the time Rodney had stepped inside and the door closed behind him, and now Atlantis would have to use Radek's eyes to see what was happening inside the small steamy shower stall. She listened, instead, with amusement to their joking banter about who was more impatient, but a moment later Radek's hands were on Rodney and he was very serious and very much in love.
"You," he said, taking Rodney's face between his hands and kissing him passionately. "Do you know how happy you have made her?" Radek asked between kisses, "How happy you have made us both?"
Radek's vision, Atlantis noted, was obscured by water and sometimes too close to Rodney to see much of him anyway. HIs primary awareness of Rodney now was rather as a form under his hands and moving against his body. Rodney's hands were on Radek's body as well, roaming down his back and clutching at his ass. The sensations of Rodney's body under Radek's hands and Rodney's hands moving on Radek's body were distinct and different, yet Atlantis saw that Radek cherished them all equally. Radek cherished Atlantis' presence as well, focusing his attention on her for a moment to tell her so, and when he did she gave him a message for Rodney.
"Atlantis says, yes, she does," Radek said, causing Rodney to draw back a bit and look at him oddly. "What you said you hoped for, earlier, out on the balcony," he explained, "she says, yes, she does, a great deal."
"Oh," said Rodney, and Atlantis could feel him go very still in Radek's arms. The shy, but heartbreakingly pleased smile that slowly formed on Rodney face went straight to Radek's heart, and to Atlantis' as well. Unable to stay still any longer, Radek reached up to kiss Rodney's eyes, and then his mouth, with all the affection he felt.
Coming up for air after a bit, Rodney now rested one of his hands on Radek's shoulder and pulled himself together to ask a question. "Hey," he said, "is she... ah, linked up... or whatever?" He gestured vaguely with his hand.
Radek confirmed to Atlantis that, yes, Rodney was almost certainly meaning to ask if she was fully interfacing with Radek's sensory centers, as he answered Rodney's question out loud. "Some," he said, "but I think it is now time to have more. Pojď bliž, srdíčko."
Tentatively, Atlantis engaged more of the nanocites in the visual, auditory and tactile centers of Radek's brain, and Radek held himself still against Rodney, to give her a moment to adjust. The sensation of the warm shower water falling hard on Radek's body was nearly overwhelming at first, but then she had the thought that it reminded her of falling rain -a sensation she knew well- and that gave her a way to understand it and move through it. The sound of the shower was constant, but Atlantis knew it belonged in the background and so placed it there. It helped that there were now other sounds in the foreground, as well.
"Is she... there?" Rodney was asking. Radek nodded. "Okay," said Rodney, reaching out to brush strands of hair away from Radek's face with gentle fingers. "Atlantis, this is for you," he said.
And then Rodney was kissing... her.
Radek was there with her, kissing Rodney back and sharing his feelings as Atlantis allowed herself to become lost in the sensation of Rodney's mouth and tongue moving in and against Radek's. It was the strength and force of Rodney's kiss that struck her first, then its heat. It seemed to ignite something in Radek as well, so that his body became flushed with desire, his heart began to race and a lustful ache fired in his groin.
More, she implored, unexpectedly bereft as Rodney pulled away for a moment. Obligingly, Radek reached up and pulled Rodney back for more and Atlantis immersed herself in the sensations once again. Now she also drew in the sensations of the wet, slick caresses of Rodney's hands over Radek's ass, and the touch of Rodney's face and hair and the sting of the warm falling striking Radek's hands. She felt and heard Radek's moan as Rodney's fingers kneaded his ass, felt Radek's cock grow rock hard, and felt the delicious thrill of having Rodney's (equally hard) brush up against it.
Now she heard Rodney give a desperate little whimper and felt his hands grip hard at Radek's hips, and then Radek was opening his eyes, blinking water droplets away, to regard him, blurrily. Rodney was panting slightly, his eyes wide and dark with what she'd come to recognize as lust. Radek nodded, appreciating the vision of a wet and lustful Rodney as much as she.
"Time to move along, yes?" Radek suggested when he saw some of the focus return to Rodney's eyes.
"Oh yeah," said Rodney and Atlantis did not think she could have said it any better herself.
This meant a lull in their more amorous pursuits, which Atlantis was disappointed about, but Radek made sure that she did not fail to appreciate the rough texture of the towel on his skin, and his rising gooseflesh in the places where the towel missed and his skin remained chill and moist. Then there was Rodney's chill, moist, warm naked body enveloping Radek from behind, folding him in his arms and holding him tight. Without the interference of the falling water, the sensations of Rodney's naked flesh against Radek's seemed even more intense.
"This good?" Rodney murmured, lips pressed against Radek's ear, the hard flesh of his cock pressed between Radek's buttocks.
"Ano, ano, milacku," Radek almost whimpered, and Atlantis could feel him struggle with the urge to thrust his ass back against Rodney's sex.
"Ready?" Rodney whispered conspiratorially, and Atlantis realized with a thrill that Rodney was once again addressing her.
"What?" said Radek muzzily and then Rodney was reaching down to wrap his fingers around Radek's cock, stroking it gently. It was a revelation for Atlantis, to feel how deep the urges sprang from within Radek that he surrendered to now, thrusting forward into Rodney's hand and then back, to press against his body. Rodney gave a little cry in response, and the arm he had firmly wrapped around Radek's waist clutched more tightly still. They held each other motionless like this for a moment and then Rodney said, "We need to go someplace where it doesn't matter if we fall down."
"A brilliant analysis from engineering standpoint," replied Radek dryly, slowly stepping away from Rodney while retaining a steadying hand on his (though just who was steadying whom was debatable). She watched them from the room monitors as they stumbled the short distance from the shower to the bed, both flushed with desire and proudly erect. She passed the image on to Radek who laughed, but was also distracted by it, allowing Rodney to pounce upon him as he tumbled onto the bed.
Kneeling over him, Rodney returned to kissing Radek with fierce ardor, and Radek and Atlantis both melted before the onslaught. She was completely surprised by the magnitude of sensations that resulted from Rodney's brushing a fingertip over Radek's left nipple and thought that if she'd had a voice as Radek did, she'd have moaned loudly as well. Instead she reveled in the experience of Radek's cry being muffled in Rodney's mouth as it devoured his, letting the multiple sensations of arousal seep through her. She was finally getting a good idea of why Radek had thought it so important that she got to experience this, but decided that she'd share her gratitude with him later, when he wasn't so distracted.
Now Rodney was letting the kiss draw to a close and he sat back, trailing blunt fingertips over his lover's cheek and temple. Through Radek's eyes she saw the deep feeling revealed in Rodney's face, even though the image was a little blurry around the edges. She would save this image, like the one she'd sent Rodney of he and Radek in the infirmary, cherishing even the 'poor' resolution that came of seeing with Radek's less than perfect eyes.
Radek reached up to take hold of Rodney's hand, their eyes met and some unspoken communication passed between them. Bending his head, Rodney pressed his lips to Radek's fingers and feeling them caressed in this manner was far more arousing than Atlantis would have guessed.
"Love you both," Rodney murmured, shifting himself back to kneel between Radek's thighs. Reaching out to run both his hands down the length of Radek's furry torso, Rodney's smile grew a little scheming and his eyes narrowed. "I," he said, as Atlantis lost herself in the strength and warmth of Rodney's hands moving on Radek's chest and belly, "am going to show you such a good time..."
She felt Radek smile broadly, discovering how the unnamable thing that leapt in his heart somehow acted directly on the muscles of his face so that it broke out in an uninhibited expression of joy. Her attention was diverted rather suddenly a moment later, though, as Rodney leaned down and pressed his lips to Radek's left nipple. Radek gasped at the sensation, giving a helpless cry as Rodney's fingers found the other one and pinched it gently. Atlantis felt as though she was swimming in the pleasant sensations Radek was experiencing at Rodney's hands and yet, Radek was distractedly assuring her, this was only the beginning.
Rodney took his time, enjoying himself as he toyed with Radek's nipples with lips, teeth, tongue and fingers while Radek writhed on the bed, sighing with pleasure and caressing Rodney's face and hair lovingly. While the sensations of what Rodney was doing to Radek's nipples was most pleasant and distracting, she found almost as alluring the sensations from Radek's fingers as he combed them through his lover's hair and trailed them over the contours of his face.
After an extended spell of these pleasant activities, however, Rodney began to shift his focus, kissing his way through the abundant hair on Radek's chest, down his torso to his navel and then his groin. He paused as he approached his lovers hard and darkened cock, already leaking in anticipation, regarding it hungrily. "Moving right along," he murmured, and then trailed the very tip of his tongue along the length of Radek's aching sex, from root to crown.
Radek gave an inarticulate cry, arching his back to thrust his hips upwards and clutching the bedclothes in his fists. Atlantis struggled for a moment with the near sensory overload that the contact created, but did not flee. It was just too good. It was a few nanoseconds work only to adjust her sensory tolerances and re-prioritize some of her processor commitments and then she was back, reveling in the wild pleasure coursing through Radek's body.
Radek, however, even in the throes of pleasure, had not missed Atlantis momentary absence, and checked in with her, asking if they should stop or slow down. Good, so good, do not stop! she answered him, and Radek chuckled at her enthusiasm. Rodney raised his head at Radek's chuckle, and guessing at the reason for it, asked, "We doing okay?"
Radek grinned, reaching back to pull a pillow under his head to prop it up so he could watch Rodney more easily. "Only she does not want you to stop," he said.
"Well, alright then," he said with a matching grin, bending his head to the task before him once again. His lips were at the head of Radek's cock then and Radek's grin evaporated into a gasp of pleasure. Rodney continued to lick and kiss at the hard flesh of Radek's sex until Atlantis began to feel frustration mixed in with Radek's enjoyment, though she noted an awareness within him, that a little frustration now generally meant increased pleasure later.
Rodney knew his lover well, however, and knew when it was time to pick up the pace. He slipped the head of Radek's cock into his mouth now and sucked, continuing to tongue the sensitive flesh there.
"Ano, prosim!" Radek cried, thrusting his hips upwards again, only to find that now Rodney had his hips pinned firmly to the bed. The experience of Rodney's strength constraining Radek's body was exciting in ways Atlantis would never have expected, leading her to immerse herself further still in Radek's experience. When Rodney drew the full length of Radek's cock into his mouth, therefore, Atlantis found herself all but lost in the sensations.
There was the heat of Rodney's mouth, it's delicious wetness -so that his lips moved slickly down Radek's length, and the gentle suction and caresses from his tongue. Then there was how sensitized Radek's hard flesh was, how it throbbed at the heat of Rodney's mouth, how it craved to feel Rodney's mouth move faster, take him deeper. Radek gasped and moaned and Atlantis felt the how sounds worked their way out of him without any volition of his own.
At last, Rodney began to move his mouth slowly up and down Radek's hard flesh, stroking it with his tongue and sucking gently and steadily. His pace was measured, deliberate, his attention and focus on Radek total. Atlantis was astonished to discover how the very rhythm of Rodney's mouth repeatedly engulfing the length Radek's cock and then drawing it out again stoked Radek's pleasure. There was a sense of something building in him now, a slow rising surge of pleasure that was bound to discharge at some point. This was what awaited them, Radek confirmed, but not just yet.
Rodney's tempo remained remarkably steady, and eventually Atlantis felt the building pressure within Radek level off some, though he continued to writhe with pleasure under Rodney's ministrations, moaning and gasping whenever he felt the tip of his cock brush the back of Rodney's throat. Eventually, Atlantis noticed that Rodney's rhythm was actually slowing, just a bit, and that one of his hands was no longer on Radek's hip. His focus had shifted, she realized, and was no longer completely on Radek.
Through Radek's pleasure-slitted, unfocused eyes, Atlantis saw that Rodney was fumbling with something, one handed and without ceasing to pleasure Radek's cock with his mouth. Radek couldn't see what it was, but the answer came to them a moment later as Rodney's finger, chill with a coating of lube, stroked the responsive spot behind Radek's testicles, and then caressingly circled the tight, sensitive flesh of his opening.
Radek drew a long gasping breath, his heart leaping in anticipation for his own sake as well as Atlantis'. "Ano, Rodney, miláčku!" he cried as Rodney pressed the first finger into him. Radek reached down to grasp at Rodney's hair again, clutching the short strands in his nimble fingers as Rodney continued to suck Radek's cock, regaining his rhythm and focus even as he pressed a second finger into Radek's body. All these sensations were so novel, so powerful that Atlantis gave up even trying to process their import or meaning, and only let them take her, unable to do anything but experience.
There were, she thought, three fingers inside Radek now, and they penetrated more deeply. She could feel the tight muscle of his opening stretch and relax as Rodney's fingers worked him, pleasuring him here as well. There was a particular spot that Rodney began pressing his finger tips against and every time he did Radek would cry out loudly and Atlantis would feel some kind of liquifying heat rise from that spot, up his spine and into his limbs, leaving them quivering and helpless with pleasure. All this added to the continuing sensations of Rodney's mouth moving rhythmically up and down on Radek's cock, the building tension in Radek that was definitely nearing a breaking point, and Atlantis finally found herself overwhelmed.
Too much! Slow down! she let Radek know, pulling back just a bit.
"Rodney." Radek's voice was rough with passion, but his tone was serious. Rodney understood right away, gradually drawing Radek's cock from his mouth, and his fingers from within him.
"You're okay," Rodney murmured soothingly as the hand resting on Radek's hip moved down to gently caress Radek's thigh. "Was time for a little break anyway."
Gathering herself, Atlantis slowly drew her awareness back into Radek's senses, to find Rodney moving up to lie beside Radek, spooning up behind him and tenderly kissing the nape of his neck. As sensitized as recent activities had left him, these little kisses each sent tiny shivers of pleasure through Radek's body, but it wasn't anything Atlantis found that she couldn't handle.
After a pleasant interval of basking quietly in Rodney's embrace, Atlantis felt Radek's engineer's mind starting to stir and strategize. Rodney's hard and throbbing cock had been pressing against Radek's backside, trapped between their bodies for the last few minutes and now Radek shifted slightly, freeing it. He reached his hand out, a small gesture signifying what he wanted, and which Rodney read with accuracy. The tube in his hand was cool, as was the substance he squoze out, but it warmed in his hand after a few moments and when it had, Radek reached over to carefully wrap his lube smeared hand around Rodney's cock.
"Oh god!" Rodney shouted. "Oh fuck yes, Radek!" He groaned and threw his head back, thrusting into Radek's hand. Atlantis focused in on the hardness and heat of Rodney's sex in Radek's hand, felt his thumb tease at the slit, his fingertips tracing the pulsing vein that ran it's length. Now Radek moved his hand up and down Rodney's rigid member just as Rodney's mouth had moved on Radek's cock a little while ago, but only a few times before lifting his hand away.
"Now we are both ready, yes?" Radek prompted.
"Atlantis?" Rodney checked.
There was a picture in Radek's mind of what was about to happen, and anticipation, laced with a tiny bit of caution. It would be wonderful, but intense. Atlantis gathered herself, adjusting her tolerances and priorities one last time, sent Radek all her love, and told him she was ready.
"Ano, Rodney, miláčku, yes," Radek answered, and then she felt Rodney pull Radek's body close, positioning his cock to rest at Radek's opening. Laying back against the piled pillows at the head of their bed, Rodney wrapped his arms around his lover and rolled Radek to lie on his back, on top of him, pushing him down onto Rodney's rigid cock in the same movement. Atlantis cherished the sensations of being enclosed on Rodney's arms, held against his body, and the anticipatory thrill of his hard flesh pressing at Radek's threshold held her captivated. Even so, she was completely unprepared for the experience of being penetrated.
"Ano, ano! Bože, Rodney!" Radek cried loudly and Atlantis wanted to cry out with him. If being cradled in Rodney's arms had made her feel safe, loved, pleasured, feeling his very flesh thrust into Radek's body compounded those sensations a hundred-fold. The sheer pleasure alone threatened to undo her, though she saw that Rodney and Radek both were now both lying very still, for her sake as well as theirs.
Radek, she realized after a moment, was trembling slightly as he lay against Rodney, and after a moment more realized that it was because of her, that he could feel how very near to overloaded she was, and the intensity of it was manifesting in him physically.
"It's okay," Rodney murmured softly, hands stroking slowly across Radek's chest. "Just let it happen; you'll get used to it in a little bit."
When she focused on Rodney's hands and the soothing comfort of his voice, Atlantis found the edgy intensity of her feelings subsiding and soon felt ready to handle more. This determination was met with relief from Radek who, Atlantis now realized, desired deeply for Rodney to begin moving within him. He signaled Atlantis' readiness to Rodney by arching his back against him, driving his cock just a bit deeper into his own body.
"Oh fuck!" shouted Rodney, who seemed to have been taken by surprise by this action, though not in any way displeased. His arms tightened around Radek's body, holding him close as he pulled back and then thrust deep into Radek again and Atlantis let herself be taken by these pleasures, let them fill her and saturate her very being. She *wanted,* with Radek, to feel Rodney's cock take him deeper, to move faster, to give him more. She felt his insatiability and was insatiable herself.
Yet, incredibly, there was more. Rodney's arms continued to hold Radek in their close embrace, but his hands were free to roam somewhat, and soon found both Radek's nipples and proceed to play with them. Radek wailed as his Rodney's clever fingers alternately pinched and caressed those very sensitive bits of Radek's flesh, and Atlantis felt how the sensations seemed to connect directly with Radek's own cock, which stood erect, flushed and quivering with need and seeping precum from its tip.
Rodney's actions had some repercussions for himself as well, for tormenting Radek's nipples caused him to writhe helplessly in Rodney's arms, fucking himself on Rodney's cock even as Rodney attempted to keep a controlled and regular rhythm. It was becoming a futile effort, even Atlantis could see, for Rodney's panting breaths were becoming harsher and more rapid, little cries starting to escape between each one.
The slowly mounting tension that Atlantis had noticed earlier had, by now, built to unprecedented heights in Radek and he seemed, to her, to be nearing his breaking point. This rising tension in Radek seemed to coincide with the increasing desperation evident in Rodney's cries as well, and the rising pitch of his voice. Even as she thought this she felt Rodney move his left hand away from Radek's nipples and his arm shift lower, and a moment later Rodney's hand was wrapped firmly around Radek's cock.
"Together," Rodney gasped between gasps. "We do this together, right?"
For a moment all there was to be heard from Radek were harsh panting breaths, and then, "Ano, yes," he managed, "teď, prosím."
"Oh, yeah," Rodney breathed, slowly beginning to stroke Radek's cock with careful deliberateness, timing the strokes to coincide with his own thrusts into Radek's body. It was never going to last; Atlantis could tell, and Radek concurred, but he didn't care, and moments later neither did she. Radek Zelenka's mind -and it was a particularly fine one in Atlantis' estimation- was gone, overwhelmed by sheer pleasure and the undeniable drive to answer urges that came from its most primitive components. Caught up utterly in his experience, Atlantis herself began to lose her awareness of everything but pleasure and thrusting and being filled with hot hard flesh and a driving rhythm that she was powerless to resist.
That rhythm began to fall apart after a little while, but by then they were all past caring. Atlantis was immersed in the sensations with one hundred percent of her awareness; she would not have noticed if the Wraith had dropped a hive ship on her just then, and might not have cared. She could never have imagined this, not just the pleasure but the many different kinds of pleasure. There was the comforting pleasure of Rodney's arms holding Radek close, the liquifying pleasure of Rodney's cock stroking repeatedly against that one spot deep inside Radek, the all-consuming pleasure of Rodney's hand stroking Radek's cock and countless other little pleasures working their way with all of them.
If Atlantis was aware of anything besides these myriad pleasures, it was of the uncontrollably ramping tension within Radek that was, at last, reaching its limits. She felt the discharge coming just as she would have in one of her own circuits, and was just as powerless to prevent or control it. Within Radek, the multiplicity of pleasures finally spilled over, combined with one another and ignited, sending his body spasming into ecstatic convulsions. They ignited within Atlantis as well, overwhelming her with sensations she had no way to experience, and yet did.
It was like flying, she realized, desperate to find some experience of her own through which to mediate this unaccustomed euphoria, a pleasure she had not known for millennia. It was lifting her, it was a sense of freedom, from gravity or from the burden of responsibility and ten thousand years of loneliness and neglect; Atlantis was uplifted in her heart, soaring on the desire and affection of her two lovers and knew at last what it was that Radek had wished for her to know.
Somewhere, she knew, Radek was aware of Rodney's body stiffening beneath his as he too was seized by culminating ecstasy, was aware of the sudden heat within him as Rodney climaxed, as he was aware of the warm spending which lay, now cooling, on his own belly. Then, though still barely coherent, he was seeking her out, checking to make sure that she was alright, and that the experience had been a good one for her.
Atlantis had never known such love as she showed Radek now, and her engineer returned those feelings with joy in his heart, but there was another who she wished to know her love and she did not know quite how. Rodney was still drawing deep sated breaths as Radek carefully slipped off Rodney's softening cock and slid off to one side. He turned then, to take Rodney's head in both hands and kiss him with all the passion the city felt.
"Atlantis?" Rodney murmured, gazing into Radek's eyes to find someone they both knew wasn't really there, and yet was.
"Ano," said Radek, his voice full of feeling, "Rodney, můj drahý."
After that, there was nothing to do but kiss again.
Atlantis remained to bask in the affection and afterglow with her lovers, but slipped away after they had fallen to sleep in each other's arms, as they often did. She would, being who she was, review the events she'd just experienced again and again, examining every nanosecond and gleaning from it every insight that she could. She knew no other way to treat such data; anything else would be a waste.
There would be other opportunities to acquire data such as this in the future, Atlantis was sure, but on special occasions only. Sex would never be a casual thing for the city, and the lovemaking between Rodney and Radek was frequently a playful, spontaneous affair. They understood this, and she enjoyed watching them on those occasions, understanding enough, now, to appreciate the significance of their intimacy.
The wistful sorrow that Radek had tried to hide from her when she had sought to understand these things in the past was gone now, replaced by a secret joy that burned like a candle flame in his heart whenever they were close. Radek had gotten his wish -a wish that even he had doubted could ever be fulfilled. It had taken profound acts of bravery and leaps of faith on all their behalves, an unlikely thing at best, and yet they had come together despite all -three lonely souls miraculously bound together by love. Atlantis had never imagined such a future for herself, but now, she could not imagine how she had endured all the millennia of her past without it.
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Czech in Ch. 4:
Pojď bliž, srdíčko
Come closer, 'little heart'
Bože!
God!
můj drahý
my darling, precious
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But wait!
There's more....
Author: Taylor Dancinghands -taylor@willendorphians.com
Characters: Rodney McKay/Radek Zelenka/Atlantis
Category: slash, established relationship, sex with an AI
Rating: NC-17 for explicit homoerotic depitions
Archive: Generally yes, but please let me know where
Summary: Atlantis, Rodney and Radek discover the pleasure of three.
Spoilers/Season: None really. Post season 2? Also, this story really won't make much sense unless you've read "Touch of a Lonely City" which, in turn, will make more sense still if you've also read "Discorporate" and "In Extremis"
Betas: Thanx to
scifinut and ankhmutes for encouragement and lending some extra pairs of eyeballs for error spotting.In addition, for this story I have had the invaluable assitance of
dinofly as a Czech language consultant. It's been fascinating and educational and I am one really grateful SGA fan author.(And English translations for Radek's Czech dialogue can be found at the end of the chapter)
Author's notes: The core of this story has been waiting to be made workable since I first began to make up stories in my head. That long. What a delight to find that the situation and premise of Stargate: Atlantis have finally made it possible!
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em, never will, not claiming to. Just wanna play with 'em a little. Can't I, can't I, huh?
Making Love to a Lonely City
By Taylor Dancinghands
IV. Atlantis, Rodney and Radek 'Know' One Another
She watched him reenter their rooms and let Radek know he was coming. She'd sent him ahead to start the shower when she'd had a good idea which way Rodney was going to go, and she could feel the hot water falling on his body already.
Atlantis was finally coming to appreciate what it was that Radek loved about this pompous, insecure, and secretly, terribly courageous genius of a man. He'd bared his soul to her again, just now, and she was left moved as she had never been in her life to see his bravery, and the greatness of his heart. He cared for her. He thought she was beautiful.
He wanted to make love to her.
She hardly knew what it meant, but she had seen, time and time again, the wistful sadness in Radek's heart that she had no experience of such things. After last night, she thought she might have an idea of the reason for that sadness, but had doubted that she would ever be able to experience the kinds of things that Radek had longed for her to know. Though she knew it was possible, Atlantis would never have presumed to ask Radek to share his experiences so intimately with her but, to her astonishment, he had offered. Such was the undaunted determination of the man with whom she had grown closer and closer since his serendipitous acquisition of her nanocites.
She had been incredibly fortunate in Radek; she certainly agreed with Rodney about that. Now she was beginning to think that she might be fortunate in Rodney as well. She watched him fondly, calling for Radek as he entered and then smiling happily as he took in the sound of the shower and Radek's voice, crying out for his lover to join him. Rodney left a trail of discarded clothing as he went, strewn over various pieces of furniture, running from the sitting room to the bed room to the bath.
Atlantis had lately been gaining an appreciation for the human body, and since it was through Radek's eyes that she was gaining this appreciation, everything about Rodney's seemed entirely pleasing to her, from his broad chest and shoulders to his full and gracefully contoured ass, even his soft bit of belly. Radek, separated from Rodney by the shower door and not wearing his glasses, was only able to see a blurry outline of the man as he rid himself of his shorts, but it seemed to fire his inspiration nonetheless. Feeling provocative, Atlantis sent Radek her own (much less blurry) view of Rodney, kicking his boxers away and casually fondling his already half hard cock as he stepped up to the shower door.
Radek was doing the same by the time Rodney had stepped inside and the door closed behind him, and now Atlantis would have to use Radek's eyes to see what was happening inside the small steamy shower stall. She listened, instead, with amusement to their joking banter about who was more impatient, but a moment later Radek's hands were on Rodney and he was very serious and very much in love.
"You," he said, taking Rodney's face between his hands and kissing him passionately. "Do you know how happy you have made her?" Radek asked between kisses, "How happy you have made us both?"
Radek's vision, Atlantis noted, was obscured by water and sometimes too close to Rodney to see much of him anyway. HIs primary awareness of Rodney now was rather as a form under his hands and moving against his body. Rodney's hands were on Radek's body as well, roaming down his back and clutching at his ass. The sensations of Rodney's body under Radek's hands and Rodney's hands moving on Radek's body were distinct and different, yet Atlantis saw that Radek cherished them all equally. Radek cherished Atlantis' presence as well, focusing his attention on her for a moment to tell her so, and when he did she gave him a message for Rodney.
"Atlantis says, yes, she does," Radek said, causing Rodney to draw back a bit and look at him oddly. "What you said you hoped for, earlier, out on the balcony," he explained, "she says, yes, she does, a great deal."
"Oh," said Rodney, and Atlantis could feel him go very still in Radek's arms. The shy, but heartbreakingly pleased smile that slowly formed on Rodney face went straight to Radek's heart, and to Atlantis' as well. Unable to stay still any longer, Radek reached up to kiss Rodney's eyes, and then his mouth, with all the affection he felt.
Coming up for air after a bit, Rodney now rested one of his hands on Radek's shoulder and pulled himself together to ask a question. "Hey," he said, "is she... ah, linked up... or whatever?" He gestured vaguely with his hand.
Radek confirmed to Atlantis that, yes, Rodney was almost certainly meaning to ask if she was fully interfacing with Radek's sensory centers, as he answered Rodney's question out loud. "Some," he said, "but I think it is now time to have more. Pojď bliž, srdíčko."
Tentatively, Atlantis engaged more of the nanocites in the visual, auditory and tactile centers of Radek's brain, and Radek held himself still against Rodney, to give her a moment to adjust. The sensation of the warm shower water falling hard on Radek's body was nearly overwhelming at first, but then she had the thought that it reminded her of falling rain -a sensation she knew well- and that gave her a way to understand it and move through it. The sound of the shower was constant, but Atlantis knew it belonged in the background and so placed it there. It helped that there were now other sounds in the foreground, as well.
"Is she... there?" Rodney was asking. Radek nodded. "Okay," said Rodney, reaching out to brush strands of hair away from Radek's face with gentle fingers. "Atlantis, this is for you," he said.
And then Rodney was kissing... her.
Radek was there with her, kissing Rodney back and sharing his feelings as Atlantis allowed herself to become lost in the sensation of Rodney's mouth and tongue moving in and against Radek's. It was the strength and force of Rodney's kiss that struck her first, then its heat. It seemed to ignite something in Radek as well, so that his body became flushed with desire, his heart began to race and a lustful ache fired in his groin.
More, she implored, unexpectedly bereft as Rodney pulled away for a moment. Obligingly, Radek reached up and pulled Rodney back for more and Atlantis immersed herself in the sensations once again. Now she also drew in the sensations of the wet, slick caresses of Rodney's hands over Radek's ass, and the touch of Rodney's face and hair and the sting of the warm falling striking Radek's hands. She felt and heard Radek's moan as Rodney's fingers kneaded his ass, felt Radek's cock grow rock hard, and felt the delicious thrill of having Rodney's (equally hard) brush up against it.
Now she heard Rodney give a desperate little whimper and felt his hands grip hard at Radek's hips, and then Radek was opening his eyes, blinking water droplets away, to regard him, blurrily. Rodney was panting slightly, his eyes wide and dark with what she'd come to recognize as lust. Radek nodded, appreciating the vision of a wet and lustful Rodney as much as she.
"Time to move along, yes?" Radek suggested when he saw some of the focus return to Rodney's eyes.
"Oh yeah," said Rodney and Atlantis did not think she could have said it any better herself.
This meant a lull in their more amorous pursuits, which Atlantis was disappointed about, but Radek made sure that she did not fail to appreciate the rough texture of the towel on his skin, and his rising gooseflesh in the places where the towel missed and his skin remained chill and moist. Then there was Rodney's chill, moist, warm naked body enveloping Radek from behind, folding him in his arms and holding him tight. Without the interference of the falling water, the sensations of Rodney's naked flesh against Radek's seemed even more intense.
"This good?" Rodney murmured, lips pressed against Radek's ear, the hard flesh of his cock pressed between Radek's buttocks.
"Ano, ano, milacku," Radek almost whimpered, and Atlantis could feel him struggle with the urge to thrust his ass back against Rodney's sex.
"Ready?" Rodney whispered conspiratorially, and Atlantis realized with a thrill that Rodney was once again addressing her.
"What?" said Radek muzzily and then Rodney was reaching down to wrap his fingers around Radek's cock, stroking it gently. It was a revelation for Atlantis, to feel how deep the urges sprang from within Radek that he surrendered to now, thrusting forward into Rodney's hand and then back, to press against his body. Rodney gave a little cry in response, and the arm he had firmly wrapped around Radek's waist clutched more tightly still. They held each other motionless like this for a moment and then Rodney said, "We need to go someplace where it doesn't matter if we fall down."
"A brilliant analysis from engineering standpoint," replied Radek dryly, slowly stepping away from Rodney while retaining a steadying hand on his (though just who was steadying whom was debatable). She watched them from the room monitors as they stumbled the short distance from the shower to the bed, both flushed with desire and proudly erect. She passed the image on to Radek who laughed, but was also distracted by it, allowing Rodney to pounce upon him as he tumbled onto the bed.
Kneeling over him, Rodney returned to kissing Radek with fierce ardor, and Radek and Atlantis both melted before the onslaught. She was completely surprised by the magnitude of sensations that resulted from Rodney's brushing a fingertip over Radek's left nipple and thought that if she'd had a voice as Radek did, she'd have moaned loudly as well. Instead she reveled in the experience of Radek's cry being muffled in Rodney's mouth as it devoured his, letting the multiple sensations of arousal seep through her. She was finally getting a good idea of why Radek had thought it so important that she got to experience this, but decided that she'd share her gratitude with him later, when he wasn't so distracted.
Now Rodney was letting the kiss draw to a close and he sat back, trailing blunt fingertips over his lover's cheek and temple. Through Radek's eyes she saw the deep feeling revealed in Rodney's face, even though the image was a little blurry around the edges. She would save this image, like the one she'd sent Rodney of he and Radek in the infirmary, cherishing even the 'poor' resolution that came of seeing with Radek's less than perfect eyes.
Radek reached up to take hold of Rodney's hand, their eyes met and some unspoken communication passed between them. Bending his head, Rodney pressed his lips to Radek's fingers and feeling them caressed in this manner was far more arousing than Atlantis would have guessed.
"Love you both," Rodney murmured, shifting himself back to kneel between Radek's thighs. Reaching out to run both his hands down the length of Radek's furry torso, Rodney's smile grew a little scheming and his eyes narrowed. "I," he said, as Atlantis lost herself in the strength and warmth of Rodney's hands moving on Radek's chest and belly, "am going to show you such a good time..."
She felt Radek smile broadly, discovering how the unnamable thing that leapt in his heart somehow acted directly on the muscles of his face so that it broke out in an uninhibited expression of joy. Her attention was diverted rather suddenly a moment later, though, as Rodney leaned down and pressed his lips to Radek's left nipple. Radek gasped at the sensation, giving a helpless cry as Rodney's fingers found the other one and pinched it gently. Atlantis felt as though she was swimming in the pleasant sensations Radek was experiencing at Rodney's hands and yet, Radek was distractedly assuring her, this was only the beginning.
Rodney took his time, enjoying himself as he toyed with Radek's nipples with lips, teeth, tongue and fingers while Radek writhed on the bed, sighing with pleasure and caressing Rodney's face and hair lovingly. While the sensations of what Rodney was doing to Radek's nipples was most pleasant and distracting, she found almost as alluring the sensations from Radek's fingers as he combed them through his lover's hair and trailed them over the contours of his face.
After an extended spell of these pleasant activities, however, Rodney began to shift his focus, kissing his way through the abundant hair on Radek's chest, down his torso to his navel and then his groin. He paused as he approached his lovers hard and darkened cock, already leaking in anticipation, regarding it hungrily. "Moving right along," he murmured, and then trailed the very tip of his tongue along the length of Radek's aching sex, from root to crown.
Radek gave an inarticulate cry, arching his back to thrust his hips upwards and clutching the bedclothes in his fists. Atlantis struggled for a moment with the near sensory overload that the contact created, but did not flee. It was just too good. It was a few nanoseconds work only to adjust her sensory tolerances and re-prioritize some of her processor commitments and then she was back, reveling in the wild pleasure coursing through Radek's body.
Radek, however, even in the throes of pleasure, had not missed Atlantis momentary absence, and checked in with her, asking if they should stop or slow down. Good, so good, do not stop! she answered him, and Radek chuckled at her enthusiasm. Rodney raised his head at Radek's chuckle, and guessing at the reason for it, asked, "We doing okay?"
Radek grinned, reaching back to pull a pillow under his head to prop it up so he could watch Rodney more easily. "Only she does not want you to stop," he said.
"Well, alright then," he said with a matching grin, bending his head to the task before him once again. His lips were at the head of Radek's cock then and Radek's grin evaporated into a gasp of pleasure. Rodney continued to lick and kiss at the hard flesh of Radek's sex until Atlantis began to feel frustration mixed in with Radek's enjoyment, though she noted an awareness within him, that a little frustration now generally meant increased pleasure later.
Rodney knew his lover well, however, and knew when it was time to pick up the pace. He slipped the head of Radek's cock into his mouth now and sucked, continuing to tongue the sensitive flesh there.
"Ano, prosim!" Radek cried, thrusting his hips upwards again, only to find that now Rodney had his hips pinned firmly to the bed. The experience of Rodney's strength constraining Radek's body was exciting in ways Atlantis would never have expected, leading her to immerse herself further still in Radek's experience. When Rodney drew the full length of Radek's cock into his mouth, therefore, Atlantis found herself all but lost in the sensations.
There was the heat of Rodney's mouth, it's delicious wetness -so that his lips moved slickly down Radek's length, and the gentle suction and caresses from his tongue. Then there was how sensitized Radek's hard flesh was, how it throbbed at the heat of Rodney's mouth, how it craved to feel Rodney's mouth move faster, take him deeper. Radek gasped and moaned and Atlantis felt the how sounds worked their way out of him without any volition of his own.
At last, Rodney began to move his mouth slowly up and down Radek's hard flesh, stroking it with his tongue and sucking gently and steadily. His pace was measured, deliberate, his attention and focus on Radek total. Atlantis was astonished to discover how the very rhythm of Rodney's mouth repeatedly engulfing the length Radek's cock and then drawing it out again stoked Radek's pleasure. There was a sense of something building in him now, a slow rising surge of pleasure that was bound to discharge at some point. This was what awaited them, Radek confirmed, but not just yet.
Rodney's tempo remained remarkably steady, and eventually Atlantis felt the building pressure within Radek level off some, though he continued to writhe with pleasure under Rodney's ministrations, moaning and gasping whenever he felt the tip of his cock brush the back of Rodney's throat. Eventually, Atlantis noticed that Rodney's rhythm was actually slowing, just a bit, and that one of his hands was no longer on Radek's hip. His focus had shifted, she realized, and was no longer completely on Radek.
Through Radek's pleasure-slitted, unfocused eyes, Atlantis saw that Rodney was fumbling with something, one handed and without ceasing to pleasure Radek's cock with his mouth. Radek couldn't see what it was, but the answer came to them a moment later as Rodney's finger, chill with a coating of lube, stroked the responsive spot behind Radek's testicles, and then caressingly circled the tight, sensitive flesh of his opening.
Radek drew a long gasping breath, his heart leaping in anticipation for his own sake as well as Atlantis'. "Ano, Rodney, miláčku!" he cried as Rodney pressed the first finger into him. Radek reached down to grasp at Rodney's hair again, clutching the short strands in his nimble fingers as Rodney continued to suck Radek's cock, regaining his rhythm and focus even as he pressed a second finger into Radek's body. All these sensations were so novel, so powerful that Atlantis gave up even trying to process their import or meaning, and only let them take her, unable to do anything but experience.
There were, she thought, three fingers inside Radek now, and they penetrated more deeply. She could feel the tight muscle of his opening stretch and relax as Rodney's fingers worked him, pleasuring him here as well. There was a particular spot that Rodney began pressing his finger tips against and every time he did Radek would cry out loudly and Atlantis would feel some kind of liquifying heat rise from that spot, up his spine and into his limbs, leaving them quivering and helpless with pleasure. All this added to the continuing sensations of Rodney's mouth moving rhythmically up and down on Radek's cock, the building tension in Radek that was definitely nearing a breaking point, and Atlantis finally found herself overwhelmed.
Too much! Slow down! she let Radek know, pulling back just a bit.
"Rodney." Radek's voice was rough with passion, but his tone was serious. Rodney understood right away, gradually drawing Radek's cock from his mouth, and his fingers from within him.
"You're okay," Rodney murmured soothingly as the hand resting on Radek's hip moved down to gently caress Radek's thigh. "Was time for a little break anyway."
Gathering herself, Atlantis slowly drew her awareness back into Radek's senses, to find Rodney moving up to lie beside Radek, spooning up behind him and tenderly kissing the nape of his neck. As sensitized as recent activities had left him, these little kisses each sent tiny shivers of pleasure through Radek's body, but it wasn't anything Atlantis found that she couldn't handle.
After a pleasant interval of basking quietly in Rodney's embrace, Atlantis felt Radek's engineer's mind starting to stir and strategize. Rodney's hard and throbbing cock had been pressing against Radek's backside, trapped between their bodies for the last few minutes and now Radek shifted slightly, freeing it. He reached his hand out, a small gesture signifying what he wanted, and which Rodney read with accuracy. The tube in his hand was cool, as was the substance he squoze out, but it warmed in his hand after a few moments and when it had, Radek reached over to carefully wrap his lube smeared hand around Rodney's cock.
"Oh god!" Rodney shouted. "Oh fuck yes, Radek!" He groaned and threw his head back, thrusting into Radek's hand. Atlantis focused in on the hardness and heat of Rodney's sex in Radek's hand, felt his thumb tease at the slit, his fingertips tracing the pulsing vein that ran it's length. Now Radek moved his hand up and down Rodney's rigid member just as Rodney's mouth had moved on Radek's cock a little while ago, but only a few times before lifting his hand away.
"Now we are both ready, yes?" Radek prompted.
"Atlantis?" Rodney checked.
There was a picture in Radek's mind of what was about to happen, and anticipation, laced with a tiny bit of caution. It would be wonderful, but intense. Atlantis gathered herself, adjusting her tolerances and priorities one last time, sent Radek all her love, and told him she was ready.
"Ano, Rodney, miláčku, yes," Radek answered, and then she felt Rodney pull Radek's body close, positioning his cock to rest at Radek's opening. Laying back against the piled pillows at the head of their bed, Rodney wrapped his arms around his lover and rolled Radek to lie on his back, on top of him, pushing him down onto Rodney's rigid cock in the same movement. Atlantis cherished the sensations of being enclosed on Rodney's arms, held against his body, and the anticipatory thrill of his hard flesh pressing at Radek's threshold held her captivated. Even so, she was completely unprepared for the experience of being penetrated.
"Ano, ano! Bože, Rodney!" Radek cried loudly and Atlantis wanted to cry out with him. If being cradled in Rodney's arms had made her feel safe, loved, pleasured, feeling his very flesh thrust into Radek's body compounded those sensations a hundred-fold. The sheer pleasure alone threatened to undo her, though she saw that Rodney and Radek both were now both lying very still, for her sake as well as theirs.
Radek, she realized after a moment, was trembling slightly as he lay against Rodney, and after a moment more realized that it was because of her, that he could feel how very near to overloaded she was, and the intensity of it was manifesting in him physically.
"It's okay," Rodney murmured softly, hands stroking slowly across Radek's chest. "Just let it happen; you'll get used to it in a little bit."
When she focused on Rodney's hands and the soothing comfort of his voice, Atlantis found the edgy intensity of her feelings subsiding and soon felt ready to handle more. This determination was met with relief from Radek who, Atlantis now realized, desired deeply for Rodney to begin moving within him. He signaled Atlantis' readiness to Rodney by arching his back against him, driving his cock just a bit deeper into his own body.
"Oh fuck!" shouted Rodney, who seemed to have been taken by surprise by this action, though not in any way displeased. His arms tightened around Radek's body, holding him close as he pulled back and then thrust deep into Radek again and Atlantis let herself be taken by these pleasures, let them fill her and saturate her very being. She *wanted,* with Radek, to feel Rodney's cock take him deeper, to move faster, to give him more. She felt his insatiability and was insatiable herself.
Yet, incredibly, there was more. Rodney's arms continued to hold Radek in their close embrace, but his hands were free to roam somewhat, and soon found both Radek's nipples and proceed to play with them. Radek wailed as his Rodney's clever fingers alternately pinched and caressed those very sensitive bits of Radek's flesh, and Atlantis felt how the sensations seemed to connect directly with Radek's own cock, which stood erect, flushed and quivering with need and seeping precum from its tip.
Rodney's actions had some repercussions for himself as well, for tormenting Radek's nipples caused him to writhe helplessly in Rodney's arms, fucking himself on Rodney's cock even as Rodney attempted to keep a controlled and regular rhythm. It was becoming a futile effort, even Atlantis could see, for Rodney's panting breaths were becoming harsher and more rapid, little cries starting to escape between each one.
The slowly mounting tension that Atlantis had noticed earlier had, by now, built to unprecedented heights in Radek and he seemed, to her, to be nearing his breaking point. This rising tension in Radek seemed to coincide with the increasing desperation evident in Rodney's cries as well, and the rising pitch of his voice. Even as she thought this she felt Rodney move his left hand away from Radek's nipples and his arm shift lower, and a moment later Rodney's hand was wrapped firmly around Radek's cock.
"Together," Rodney gasped between gasps. "We do this together, right?"
For a moment all there was to be heard from Radek were harsh panting breaths, and then, "Ano, yes," he managed, "teď, prosím."
"Oh, yeah," Rodney breathed, slowly beginning to stroke Radek's cock with careful deliberateness, timing the strokes to coincide with his own thrusts into Radek's body. It was never going to last; Atlantis could tell, and Radek concurred, but he didn't care, and moments later neither did she. Radek Zelenka's mind -and it was a particularly fine one in Atlantis' estimation- was gone, overwhelmed by sheer pleasure and the undeniable drive to answer urges that came from its most primitive components. Caught up utterly in his experience, Atlantis herself began to lose her awareness of everything but pleasure and thrusting and being filled with hot hard flesh and a driving rhythm that she was powerless to resist.
That rhythm began to fall apart after a little while, but by then they were all past caring. Atlantis was immersed in the sensations with one hundred percent of her awareness; she would not have noticed if the Wraith had dropped a hive ship on her just then, and might not have cared. She could never have imagined this, not just the pleasure but the many different kinds of pleasure. There was the comforting pleasure of Rodney's arms holding Radek close, the liquifying pleasure of Rodney's cock stroking repeatedly against that one spot deep inside Radek, the all-consuming pleasure of Rodney's hand stroking Radek's cock and countless other little pleasures working their way with all of them.
If Atlantis was aware of anything besides these myriad pleasures, it was of the uncontrollably ramping tension within Radek that was, at last, reaching its limits. She felt the discharge coming just as she would have in one of her own circuits, and was just as powerless to prevent or control it. Within Radek, the multiplicity of pleasures finally spilled over, combined with one another and ignited, sending his body spasming into ecstatic convulsions. They ignited within Atlantis as well, overwhelming her with sensations she had no way to experience, and yet did.
It was like flying, she realized, desperate to find some experience of her own through which to mediate this unaccustomed euphoria, a pleasure she had not known for millennia. It was lifting her, it was a sense of freedom, from gravity or from the burden of responsibility and ten thousand years of loneliness and neglect; Atlantis was uplifted in her heart, soaring on the desire and affection of her two lovers and knew at last what it was that Radek had wished for her to know.
Somewhere, she knew, Radek was aware of Rodney's body stiffening beneath his as he too was seized by culminating ecstasy, was aware of the sudden heat within him as Rodney climaxed, as he was aware of the warm spending which lay, now cooling, on his own belly. Then, though still barely coherent, he was seeking her out, checking to make sure that she was alright, and that the experience had been a good one for her.
Atlantis had never known such love as she showed Radek now, and her engineer returned those feelings with joy in his heart, but there was another who she wished to know her love and she did not know quite how. Rodney was still drawing deep sated breaths as Radek carefully slipped off Rodney's softening cock and slid off to one side. He turned then, to take Rodney's head in both hands and kiss him with all the passion the city felt.
"Atlantis?" Rodney murmured, gazing into Radek's eyes to find someone they both knew wasn't really there, and yet was.
"Ano," said Radek, his voice full of feeling, "Rodney, můj drahý."
After that, there was nothing to do but kiss again.
Atlantis remained to bask in the affection and afterglow with her lovers, but slipped away after they had fallen to sleep in each other's arms, as they often did. She would, being who she was, review the events she'd just experienced again and again, examining every nanosecond and gleaning from it every insight that she could. She knew no other way to treat such data; anything else would be a waste.
There would be other opportunities to acquire data such as this in the future, Atlantis was sure, but on special occasions only. Sex would never be a casual thing for the city, and the lovemaking between Rodney and Radek was frequently a playful, spontaneous affair. They understood this, and she enjoyed watching them on those occasions, understanding enough, now, to appreciate the significance of their intimacy.
The wistful sorrow that Radek had tried to hide from her when she had sought to understand these things in the past was gone now, replaced by a secret joy that burned like a candle flame in his heart whenever they were close. Radek had gotten his wish -a wish that even he had doubted could ever be fulfilled. It had taken profound acts of bravery and leaps of faith on all their behalves, an unlikely thing at best, and yet they had come together despite all -three lonely souls miraculously bound together by love. Atlantis had never imagined such a future for herself, but now, she could not imagine how she had endured all the millennia of her past without it.
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Czech in Ch. 4:
Pojď bliž, srdíčko
Come closer, 'little heart'
Bože!
God!
můj drahý
my darling, precious
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But wait!
There's more....