Lovellama's story request

I'm posting this from Marag's friends list, you can ask her if I'm ok. I've got references... ;)

I'd like to see a McShep where Rodney asks Sheppard why he won't join the Atlantis Mensa club (as an honorary member). You can make it as smutty as you'd like. :D

Here we go…

"Major Sheppard!" John paused mid-step and turned as someone called his name. He saw Rodney rushing forward and groaned. He was wearing a blue shirt with 'MENSA' on the front. He winced as McKay slid to a stop in front of him, ever since he'd found out John had passed the MENSA test he wouldn't leave the man alone about joining the Atlantis MENSA group, he'd even offered to make him an honorary member. "Major gasp Sheppard."

"Geez, McKay your really out of shape." He remarked, Rodney glared at him.

"MENSA meeting tonight." John raised an eyebrow.

"Why are you telling me? I told you I'm not joining."

"Please, I'll make it worth your while. You can be an honorary member, I'm the only other one."

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because I don't want to."

"Just tonight, Major, just this once." Rodney pleaded. John frowned he hated when Rodney did that, he almost always gave in, alright so he always gave in, but that wasn't the point. He bit his lip, he was going to regret this.

"Alright, but just this once." But McKay was already gone and several people were giving him strange looks for talking to nothing. He sighed and turned and continued on his way, he was already beginning to regret this.

That Night Rec. Room

"Major Sheppard what took you so long?" McKay demanded when he walked into the rec. room that night. Kavanaugh, Zelenka, and several other scientists were seated around a round table, there were glasses of god-new-what in front of each of them and Kavanaugh was shuffling a deck of cards.

"This is what you do?" he asked sitting down at the only empty spot. "Play cards."

"What did you think we were doing Major?" Rodney snorted

"Well, I didn't think you were playing cards." He muttered defensively and picked up his hand. Full house, he smirked mentally outwardly keeping his face calm, three eights and two kings. He looked around the table, their scientists faces went from very pleased to practically groaning. None of them had a poker face.

Rodney smirked at his hand, royal flush, this game was his.

Zelenka pursed his lips as he stared at his hand, two pair, two threes and two fives.

Kavanaugh smiled as he checked his hand, three of a kind, three aces.

John smirked.

Rodney smirked.

This is too easy.- they both thought.

"Alright, kitty." Rodney announced. Everyone tossed in one chip

"Okay, who wants what?" Kavanaugh asked.

"One." Zelenka muttered pushing his glasses up.

"None." Rodney said taking a sip of his drink.

"None." John echoed studying his hand. he was so engrossed in what he was doing, he nearly went through the roof when a hand suddenly appeared on his thigh.

"Three." Simpson tossed her cards down, and as Kavanaugh handed her her replacements the hand slid up to his buckle and undid it with def skill. His jaw dropped and he barely managed to snap it shut in time for no none to see when the hand slid down his boxers and wrapped around his cock, which was suddenly very hard. The wrist twisted slightly nearly unseating him and he bit his lip to cover his moan. They were placing bets and he tossed in chips without really looking at what he was doing. The hand was moving up and down, tight and twisting and only John years of military training kept him from squirming and whimpering, the same training that was going to go right out the window in a few seconds, then it was gone and John was nearly as surprised as when it first appeared. He frowned and glanced around the table, wondering who it had been. All of them were within reach, which was a scary thought, a very scary thought.

"Nothing." One of the scientists tossed down her hand.

"Me either." Another echoed, repeating her motion. Some of the others had a pair but that was it. It was down to him, McKay, Zelenka, and Kavanaugh.

"Two pair." Zelenka laid his hand out.

"Three of a kind." Kavanaugh smirked, the Czech rolled his eyes. John smiled and put the mysterious hand out of mind for a moment.

"Full house." He dropped his cards and leaned back, lacing his fingers behind his head, a smirk glued onto his face. It faltered when he saw the calm expression on Rodney's face. The scientist laid his hand down and John gapped, so much for geeks not having poker faces, while the rest of the table groaned.

"Royal Flush."

"Again?" Zelenka muttered, fixing his glasses. Kavanaugh sputtered.

" He wins every night." Simpson muttered standing up the others followed suit. As he left Rodney fell into step next to John.

"So did you have fun?" he asked casually.

"It was alright, I never figured you guys were playing cards."

"Well, you were late you missed everything else." Rodney shrugged.

"I suppose it wasn't that bad." John's mind was back on the hand and he suddenly realized he was still hard. He prayed no one would notice.

"Don't worry major, next time it will be more scintillating." Rodney winked and disappeared down the hall leaving John staring at his back.

…diwedd…