By the time Ordane led John into the huge room known as the Pack Hold his heart was beating fast and his palms were sweaty. It wasn't that he was nervous about the prospect of finally being able to mate with Rodney, no it had to do with doing it in front of a room full of strangers. Even to John himself this seemed hyprocritical after all he had had no problems pleasuring either Sam nor Janet in the conference room, but that had been with Pack ... and Pack was family.
"This is where we all become one," whispered Ordane, stretching out his arms and gesturing around the room with his outfllung hands.
The Linderian Pack Hold was beautiful, and John vaguely remembered if from the first night they had been on the planet. The walls were painted a deep blue and chanderliers holding thousands of scented candles hung from the ceilings. The hollow sound of his boots hitting the heavy wood floor echoed around the room as he dodged around the piles of silk pillows making the whole place look like a scene from Arabian Nights. It was all so strange and surreal, and the part of him that wasn't thrumming with Alpha arousal was shaking its head in disbelief. How the hell had he got here? Only two years ago he was nothing more than a glorified delivery boy on the coldest continent on Earth. Now he was a genetically modified Alpha male about to fuck his best friend in a room of aliens and his CO, he must have done something really bad in a previous life. Part of him wanted to just turn and run for the stargate, leaving this fucked up planet and request a transfer back to the Milky Way as soon as possible. Instead he just looked at Ordane and pushed his fingers through his unruly hair.
"What do I have to do?"
As soon as John had wandered off with the Linde Alpha, Rodney had been seperated from the rest of the team. Neither Ronon or Jack had been happy about this and had growled threateningly at the Linde Pack members ushering McKay out of the dining hall. Three of the tiny women who seemed to have become his own personal entourage merely giggled and continued to guide him from the room, while the eldest of the group had hurried to the two men making soft soothing noises.
"Just where do you thing you're taking me?" he demanded once they had left the dining hall and entered a narrow corridor.
"To be prepared for you Alpha," said the redhead to his left. "You are a gift ... and shall be presented to him as such."
Rodney didn't like the sound of that and promptly dug his heels into the floor, refusing to budge another inch.
"A gift?" he demanded. "This whole thing was an accident, Sheppard doesn't even want me its his stupid fucked up DNA thats forcing him to do this."
The woman scowled at that, while the other two grinned and shook their heads.
"The bond between Alpha and Mate is the strongest in all the universe. Stronger than pain, war, famine, death, or even the Wraith," she said. "He would not have taken you as Mate if those feelings had not already been present."
Something clenched inside of him making it difficult to breath and for a moment he almost panicked at the thought of invisible allergens. Several deep, shakey breaths later he finally managed to meet her green eyes.
"Feelings?" he whispered.
"Of course." She beamed as if just finding ou the solution to a very difficult equation. "The bond cannot be created ... only strengthed."
"Oh."
Her smile was serene as she reached up and kissed his cheek.
"Now come and get ready for the most amazing night of your life." She actually had the ordacity to blush. "Your Alpha is extremely handsome and charming. I am sure he will pleasure you greatly."
Rodney felt a shiver slide up his spine at the memory of John's harsh possessive kisses and the feeling of his lips on his skin. Closing his eyes against these imags, he gave a small nod before he felt them tugging him further down the corridor.
Naturally they were to be given a place of honour, a huge pile of dark blue cushions in the centre of the room surrounded by several bowls of sweet smelling substance that was almost definately lubricant. John had been forced to strip naked and bathe from a basin of perfumed water that had flower petals floating in it. His first thought had been Rodney's allergies and Carson's face if they had to rush Rodney back to Atlantis due to anaphylactic shock midway through intercourse. Ordane however had been quick to quell John's fears by promising that the water, lubricant, and flowers were all hypoallergenic. Then he had been forced to lay back on the cushions while Ordane's Mate, a gorgeous young man named Erdai, rubbed oil into his chest and thighs.
"Now drink this," whispered Ordane, holding a goblet of crimson liquid out to John.
"What is it?" he asked, sniffing delicately at the liquid.
"It is called Alpha's blood," said Ordane.
John immediately pulled the goblet away from his face and grimaced at the thought of drinking someone's blood, the image of Kolya's mangled throat filling his mind and making him choke on his breath.
"I don't think so."
Ordane shook his head and gently pushed the the goblet back to him.
"Its not actually blood," he laughed. "That is just its name, this is just a fermented wine made from Yekberries."
To John Yekberries didn't sound any better than Alpha's bood, but the expectant look on Ordane's face had him reaching for the goblet and taking an experimental sip.
"And what exactly does it do?" he demanded.
"It will aid you in pleasuring your Mate to his limits," answered Ordane, sharing an affectionate look with Erdai.
Oh so some sort of aphrodisiac then, though John doubted he would need any help once Rodney was in the room. With a nod of his head he placed his lips to the rim of the goblet and drank down the disguistingly sweet wine. The moment the aftertaste hit the back of his throat he felt moisture and heat envelope him, and staring down he saw Erdai's blonde curls shake slightly as he slowly bobbed his head. John was unable to bite back his moan and looked up at Ordane in confusion.
"What ...?" he managed to croack out as Erdai did something incredible with his tongue.
"You cannot take your Mate for the first time whilst on the cusp of arousal," said Ordane, moving over to gently stroke his fingers through Erdai's hair. "And in times like these you should not be alone in your pleasure, I am happy to give this to you."
Under normal circumstances John would have pushed the young man away not wanting to have someone forced to do this for him, but the heated Alpha blood rushing through his veins made him growl and arch his back. Plus it didn't seem that Erdai was being forced to do anything against his will, instead he was making happy little noises around John's erection. Every now and then his soft eyes would open and he would look up at John with lust and pleasure. Ordane also seemed to notice his reaction from his Mate.
"Is he not the most incredible creature you have ever seen?" whispered the other Alpha, his hand slowly moving up and down Erdai's back. "I have seen many beautiful mates in my lifetime and even indulged in some, but you Sheppard are easily the most exquisite Alpha in the history of Pack."
Ordane's gentle words made John moan and Erdai to make soft whimpering noises. Never in his life had anyone dared to call him beautiful to his face, but he could only guess what he look like shining with massage oil and laying on cushions in the candlelight. He didn't want to seem egotistical but he must make quite a sight. Suddenly his erection hit the back of Erdai's throat and his orgasm hit him like a tidal wave, causing him to cry out in surprise and slump back against the silk.
Rodney had been bathed and scrubbed to within an inch of his life by the time he was finally draped in soft white cotton and led into the Pack Hold. It would seem that he was the last to arrive, with many couples having already claimed spaces amongst the cushions. Ordane and his Mate were already kissing deeply on the floor at the front of the room, but seperated for long enough to smile gently at him. Jack and Daniel were tightly intertwined together and were oblivious to anything outside of themselves. Janet was watching him through heavily lidded eyes as Sam slowly kissed her way around hr full breasts and Rodney felt himself harden at the memory of what the tiny doctor tasted like. Ronon was laying with Teyla, a tiny black haired woman between moaning as the took turns to stroke between her thighs. It was the huge dark form of T'leac kneeling beside the gorgeous naked form of John and whispering softly to him that caught Rodney's attention. The idea of Sheppard getting sex advice from Jack's Protector was more than a little disturbing.
"Go to him," whispered the tiny red head, pushing him gently in the small of his back.