Series: Dutiful Son Part IV
Title: Avoidance
Author: Darkestangel
Summary: There is only so much avoidance Caldwell can handle from Sheppard
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Pairing: Sheppard/Caldwell
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: Hide and Seek and Aurora
Disclaimer: They’re not mine. I am only borrowing them from the brilliant creators of the show, MGM, and the Sci-Fi Channel.
Author’s Notes:
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Day One-Atlantis 13:00
Colonel Steven Caldwell stared at Sheppard who was happily chewing away on a protein bar waiting to board the Daedalus. Steven was pissed that once again Doctor Elizabeth Weir had pulled the ‘I have discretionary power of the Daedalus’ card again when she placed Sheppard’s team on the Aurora mission. Caldwell had purposely stayed as far away from Atlantis and Sheppard since their encounter in John’s quarters that had led to the some of the hottest sex Steven had ever had the pleasure of experiencing. Unfortunately, Sheppard had made it very clear that they were to never be together again, so he had respected John’s wishes and stayed away because he was sure that being in close proximity to Sheppard would cause problems for the both of them. Now, here Sheppard stood smiling in arrogance as Weir once again overruled him on a command decision.
“I’m assuming that you have been briefed on the mission Colonel Sheppard,” Caldwell peevishly asked.
John swallowed the last bit of the protein bar, “Of course I have. Have you?”
Caldwell felt his fists involuntarily clenching, “I was just informed about the Aurora, but you were obviously told before me.”
“Well, I am the commanding officer of Atlantis,” John confidently replied.
“And I am the commanding officer of the Daedalus, and you might do well not to forget that,” Caldwell warned. He wanted to add ‘you little shit’ to his statement but he restrained himself.
John smugly grinned, “I’ll try to remember that.”
McKay rolled his eyes in disgust, “Now that you two have decided who’s in charge can we please get going. I think I pulled a back muscle and I want to sit down.”
“Somehow that doesn’t surprise me,” Ronon and Teyla said at the same time smiling.
“Yes, that’s funny. Make fun of the man with a back condition, and I have you know that my injury is legitimate and…”
“That’s enough Rodney,” Sheppard interrupted, “we need to get going.”
Caldwell activated his radio, “This is Caldwell. We have five to be beamed aboard.”
Elizabeth watched as Caldwell and her favorite team were caught up in the bright Asgard beam and taken onboard the Daedalus. “Good luck,” she whispered.
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Day One-Daedalus 18:00
Caldwell entered the small mess hall looking for a quick bite to eat. They had been racing through the Pegasus Galaxy for nearly five hours, and he had yet to have the chance to talk or even see Sheppard. The boy had managed to avoid him like the plague, and Steven wasn’t sure if he was hurt or relieved by Sheppard’s avoidance. Predictably, the object of his affection and aggravation was also in the mess hall eating with his team at a table in the back of the small room. He approached the table with his tray hoping to join the Atlantian team.
“So, there he was asking me to shoot him, and how could I have possibly refused that?” John began.
“Wait, McKay asked you to shoot him?” Ronon asked.
“Yeah, well he had found this Ancient force field type thingy that…”
“I love how you explain Ancient technology,” Rodney interrupted.
“What?” Sheppard innocently asked.
"Uh...Ancient force field type thingy?" Rodney challenged. "It was a personal defense shield that protected me from outside forces."
“Fine, whatever…so, I shot him and then I got to throw him off a balcony,” Sheppard laughed at the memory.
“It was pretty funny,” McKay agreed laughing as well.
“Excuse me, can I join you?” Caldwell asked.
The entire team stopped laughing and looked up at him like he was an Iratus bug that needed to be gutted. “Of course you can Colonel,” Teyla softly offered.
“So what happened with this shield? Do we still have it?” Ronon asked while spearing his meat with his fork.
John watched as Caldwell sat down in front of him with his tray, “Rodney drained the power out of it when he saved Atlantis from this energy sucking thingy.”
McKay sighed in frustration, “There you go again with the thingy…It was a being that absorbed energy from all matter; including humans, and it…”
Sheppard got up abruptly from the table, “Excuse me. I have some things to tend to.”
The entire team looked on in confusion as John walked out of the mess hall barely even touching his food. “Was it something I said?” Rodney asked.
“I’m sure it wasn’t,” Caldwell reassured McKay looking disgustingly at his food.
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Day One-Daedalus 23:00
Caldwell stared at the Daedalus’ display screen watching the streaking beams of light caused by the Asgard intergalactic hyper drive. He was restless and unable to sleep and thus forced himself to sit in the command chair until has ass literally ached and begged for a rest. He reluctantly got up and left the bridge heading for his quarters. He hadn’t been able to get Sheppard out of his head, especially after the avoidance in the mess hall. He could handle avoiding Sheppard when it was his choice to do so, but he did not like John avoiding him.
“Who the hell does he think he is avoiding me like that?” he mumbled to himself. “If he thinks he can treat me like that for this entire mission he has another thing coming.” He walked briskly towards his quarters his temper starting to get the best of him, and he was nearly knocked over by a running Sheppard.
John had been taking a night run through the decks of the Daedalus trying to release unkempt frustration when he found himself buried face first into the large chest of Caldwell. He attempted to push away from the larger man, “Excuse me Colonel. I was just taking a late night jog.”
Caldwell was reluctant to let Sheppard go and held onto his arms as he attempted to pull away, “Felt like more of a marathon than a jog.”
John looked at the large hands holding firmly onto his upper arms, “I guess I was running a little fast. Sorry that I almost knocked you on your ass, but you can let go of me now.”
“What if I don’t want to?”
“Are we really going to play this game?” John asked wearily.
Steven licked his lips slowly, “What game would that be?”
John began struggling against Caldwell’s grip in earnest. “Let me go. We had an agreement and I expect you to uphold your end of the bargain.”
Caldwell smiled watching Sheppard squirm in his arms, “What agreement would that be exactly? I don’t remember making a bargain with you.”
John stopped struggling, “You and me will never happen again, so you might as well get used to that idea.”
“Is that why you’ve been so bitchy to me on this mission?” Steven asked pulling John closer to him.
“I have not been bitchy to you. I’ve just been avoiding you.”
“Like I did you on Atlantis for the last couple of weeks?”
“Yes, and I won’t you to go back to doing that. You were doing a superb job at it. Don’t make this more difficult than it has to be,” John pleaded.
Steven released John’s arms, “What if I don’t want to avoid you?”
“Well, that’s just too bad for you now isn’t it? I don’t want anything to do with you unless it has to do with this mission or the safety of my team or Atlantis.”
Caldwell was tempted to beat the little shit but he controlled himself, “Fine, that’ll do for now.” He brushed past Sheppard and walked quickly away from the infuriating man towards his quarters.
Sheppard looked on at the retreating man, “What the hell is supposed to mean?” When he received no answer, he took off in a jog in the opposite direction trying to figure out away to avoid Caldwell altogether.
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Day Two-Daedalus’ Mission Room 08:00
“We should be at the Aurora at approximately 16:00 hours. At that time your team will board the vessel and attempt to gain access to its controls and hopefully fly it home to Atlantis,” Caldwell clarified.
“I doubt it will be as easy as that, but we’ll certainly try,” McKay responded.
“We should also plan on accessing their data base to see if there is anything interesting about the war with the Wraith we should know about,” Caldwell continued waiting for Sheppard to respond.
Teyla looked at her leader wondering why he was being so silent, “I am sure that Doctor McKay can get that done as well.”
McKay looked at Teyla in complaint, “Why am I the only one who can access computer data? Can’t one of you handle that?”
“Would you rather fight and kill Wraith or push a few buttons?” Ronon asked.
Rodney’s eyes opened wide, “Good point…I’ll take care of data retrieval and Sheppard can figure out the controls for the ship.”
Sheppard finally spoke, “Fine, is there anything else you want us to do?”
“Just come back in one piece,” Caldwell replied looking Sheppard directly in the eye.
“That’s the plan,” Rodney smiled. “Of course, our plans rarely work out as originally planned, but I’m sure that one day a plan will work, and let’s hope it’s this time.”
“Can we be dismissed?” John asked ignoring Rodney’s nervous rambling.
“Your team is dismissed, but I need for you to stay for a few moments longer,” Caldwell huffed with authority.
John watched as his team left the room leaving him alone with Caldwell, “What do you want?”
“A little respect would be a good start. I am in charge of this mission and your attitude is unacceptable!” Steven got up from his chair and began pacing the floor, “and furthermore, I expect you to be professional at all times to myself, to my crew, and to your team despite your aggravation with me.”
John was surprised with Steven’s outburst, “I didn’t realize that I was being unprofessional.”
“You’re snippy with McKay…”
“I’m always snippy with McKay,” John argued.
“You’re unusually silent allowing others in your team to respond when it is obviously your job to do so, and you’re being cold and impersonal to them and to me.”
“I didn’t know that I was required to be warm and fuzzy with you or my team. I am doing my job, and nowhere in the Air Force handbook does it say that I have to be friendly and pleasant to my subordinates.”
“You’re right it doesn’t. It’s called fucking common courtesy, and I expect my officers to be courteous at all times.”
John couldn’t help but to laugh. “Right…because you’re so warm and fuzzy with your subordinates.”
“This isn’t about me Sheppard. It’s about you letting your feelings for me affect your interaction with your team.”
John stood up abruptly, “The only feelings I have for you are contempt and disgust. You’re only giving me the third degree because you want an excuse to talk to me.”
Caldwell stopped his pacing and stared coldly at Sheppard, “Why the hell would I choose to be in the same room with you? You’re a prick and I wish to God I had never laid a hand on you.”
“That makes two of us!” John barked.
Steven felt the uncontrollable need to punch John in the mouth but once again reigned in his anger, “Get out of my face Sheppard. I don’t want to see or hear from you again until we get to the Aurora.”
“Fine by me,” John smiled smugly leaving Caldwell alone in the mission room.
Steven watched Sheppard practically running out of the room wondering what the hell had gone so wrong. Their night together had been passionate and intense, and he had played Daddy enthusiastically while John had purred and begged like a little kitten. It had been pleasurable for them both, so why did John want to avoid him at all cost? He ran the night through his head for the hundredth time in two weeks trying to figure out what had gone wrong. He remembered how frightened John had seemed with the intensity of the encounter, and how he had closed himself off emotionally afterwards. He remembered John trembling and asking him to stop when he began fucking him. Steven wondered if it had all been too tender and loving for John and that perhaps John needed something different from a Daddy than love.
Steven began smiling in understanding. He knew exactly what John needed from a Daddy, “Oh you just wait until Daddy gets his hands on his bad little boy...”
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Day Two-Daedalus 14:00
Caldwell waited patiently in his quarters for Sheppard. He had summoned him over fifteen minutes ago, and as expected, Sheppard was taking his sweet time getting there. “You’re just giving me more ammunition boy.”
Another few minutes passed with no sign of Sheppard, and he was beginning to wonder if he was going to come at all. He activated his radio, “Johnson, did you let Lieutenant Colonel Sheppard know that I needed to see him?”
“Yes Sir, but he said that he was busy in the armory and that he would come and see you when he was finished.”
“I see.”
“Would you like for me to summon the Colonel again?” Johnson asked.
“That’s okay. I’m sure he’ll be here shortly.” Caldwell deactivated the radio and flew out of his quarters towards the armory in a rage. He could not believe that Sheppard had the balls to ignore a COs summons. Within moments, he was at the door of the armory taking deep breaths to calm down. He hadn’t come here to hurt Sheppard, at least not too badly.
The door slid open revealing Sheppard who appeared to be counting ordinances, “Why the hell did you ignore my summons?”
John didn’t even bother looking up and continued to count grenades, “I was busy.”
Caldwell entered his access code into the door pad locking them both in tight. Only McKay would be able to figure out away around the controls, and he was busy getting ready for the technical part of the Aurora mission. “What exactly are you busy doing?”
“I’m trying to blow myself up…what the hell does it look like I’m doing? I’m inventorying the armory.”
“Why?”
John stopped counting grenades and looked up impatiently at Steven, “I was bored.”
“You ignored a direct order from your Commanding Officer because you were bored?”
“You’re barely my CO. If we were on Atlantis I wouldn’t even have to listen to you,” Sheppard challenged.
“Last time I checked, the Lieutenant in front of your Colonel makes you rank below me, and that makes me your superior officer like it or not.”
John calmly placed the lid back onto the grenade case, “And fucking an insubordinate would be grounds for a court-martial.”
“Are you threatening me Sheppard?”
“Of course not, I was just making an observation,” John smiled.
Caldwell stepped closer to Sheppard who refused to move or to back away, “Well then observe this…I’ve figured out your problem.”
"My problem?"
“Yeah, the one about your Daddy,” Caldwell hinted.
John stared intently at the door behind Caldwell ignoring his glare, “Do you have anything to say that pertains to the mission Sir?”
“Your real Daddy was an asshole, and he treated you like shit and hurt you.”
John looked at his watch frantically, “Well, look at the time. I really need to go and get ready for that mission.”
“We have plenty of time,” Caldwell stepped closer to John forcing him to lean up against a stacked pile of storage cases.
Sheppard maneuvered himself away from the cases and headed towards the door instead, “Seriously, you know how bitchy McKay gets when people are late.”
Caldwell watched as Sheppard pressed the door pad expecting the door to slide open. “You need my code to get out, and I’m not giving it to you until you talk to me.” Sheppard immediately reached to activate his radio, but Steven pounced on him shoving him up against the door and yanking the radio receiver off of his ear. “You’re such a stubborn little boy. I think you want to make Daddy mad at you so he will punish you.”
Sheppard winced in pain as his face was pushed hard into the solid door, “You’re not my fucking Daddy!”
Caldwell yanked at Sheppard’s pants and boxers with his free hand and yanked them down to his knees. “I’m going to give you what you been begging for,” he reared back and slapped John’s bare ass with his large hand.
“Stop you mother fucker!” John exclaimed trying to escape Caldwell’s grip.
The more John struggled the harder Caldwell spanked him, “This is what you wanted right? You wanted Daddy to punish his bad little boy.” He applied a few more spanks to each cheek appreciating the red tint on John’s pale ass. “Stop struggling or I’m going to keep spanking you!”
“I never asked for this,” John pleaded as Caldwell’s hand continued to punish his sore ass. He couldn’t stop the tears of humiliation that escaped his eyes as the pain intensified. “Please stop hurting me Daddy. I’ll be better I promise.”
Caldwell immediately stopped the punishment, “Take your clothes off and go lean on one of the weapon cases.” John hesitated, “Do you want more Boy?” John shook his head and quickly undressed and went to a weapons case and placed his head and shoulders on the case and spread his legs apart leaving his ass up in the air for Caldwell’s inspection.
Steven ran his hands up and down John’s back enjoying the view, “You ass looks so hot covered in red. Maybe I should punish you more often.”
“If it pleases you Daddy,” John quivered at Caldwell’s caresses on his back.
Steven grabbed each cheek and squeezed them firmly, “God, I love your plump little ass.” He kneeled down, “Open yourself for me. Show me what you have to offer Daddy.” John stretched both of his arms out and grabbed his ass cheeks and spread them apart for Caldwell. “Wider.” John eagerly did as instructed and stretched his ass as far apart as possible. “That hole looks so fucking hot Boy. I can’t wait to be buried inside you. Is that what you want?”
“Umm…yes Daddy, I want your cock inside me,” John moaned.
Steven spat on John’s hole and rubbed the spit around with his index finger. He smiled when John began purring in pleasure, “That’s it Kitten, purr for Daddy. Let me know what you like.” He stuck his thumb inside John while he licked John’s red ass with his tongue. He reached around with his hand and found John’s hard dick and began pumping it slowly, “That’s it baby. Relax for me.” He took his thumb out and replaced them with three fingers. John pulled away from the sudden invasion, but after a few seconds, Steven found his prostate and sent lightening bolts of pleasure through his body.
“Oh God…that feels so fucking good Daddy,” John whimpered.
Steven stood up and unzipped his uniform, “Well, I think I have something you’re going to like even more.” He took John’s hands and placed them back on the weapons case, and pulled out his erection squeezing it hard. He coated it with spit and placed it at John’s entrance, “Are you ready for Daddy?”
John looked over his shoulder at Steven, “Yes…please, take me.”
Steven let a low growl of excitement and began pushing inside John’s tight ass, “Open up and let me in Boy.” He knew that John was hurting from the invasion, but this is what John had asked for, so he continued to push past the resisting flesh and tissue until he was firmly planted inside John. He grabbed John’s hips with a bruising grip and pounded into the smaller man with no mercy, “Is this what you wanted Boy?”
John held on tight to the case as he was pummeled from behind at a vicious pace, “Yes! Fuck, it feels so good Daddy.” John held on for dear life as Steven claimed his body with his cock. The fucking he was receiving was all about control not tenderness, and he moaned uncontrollably as Steven raced quickly to completion.
Steven continued to piston hard and quick into John’s willing body feeling the familiar tingle in his balls as his orgasm was ripped from him by John’s greedy ass, “Fuck! That’s it Boy…take Daddy’s cum.”
John squeezed his eyes closed in bliss as he felt the warm fluid pump inside him coating him with Steven’s spunk, “Yes, give it to me Daddy.” John shuddered in pure pleasure as he felt his own seed pumping from his body, “That’s it…make me come on your dick!”
Steven waited until both of their orgasms were complete before carefully pulling out of John’s abused hole, “I hope that was what you wanted.”
John gingerly stood up and reached for his clothes, “I was beginning to wonder if you were up to it.”
Steven looked over at John, “Up for what?”
“Playing rough, I just didn’t think it would take you so long to respond.”
“You mean you were an asshole on purpose?” Caldwell asked in a mixture of frustration and disbelief.
John grinned widely, “Duh…I mean it’s nice to know that you can be all tender if I need it, but I like it rough sometimes, and I had to make sure that you could handle it.”
“You are such a little manipulative shit,” Steven laughed zipping up his jumpsuit. “This whole time I thought you didn’t want me.”
John sat down on the weapons case to put his shoes back on, “I admit that I was hesitant to be with you again because I don’t want to feel for you and because every time I do care for someone they leave me or betray me.”
“I won’t betray you,” Steven softly affirmed.
John looked up at Steven and smiled, “Thanks for not promising not to leave me.”
“I can’t make promises about things I have no control over. I mean I could get ordered back to Earth or worse.”
“Yeah, you could end up like Sumner,” John whispered.
“Let’s hope not, but for the time being, let’s just have fun with this and not worry about the future,” Steven pulled John to his feet and kissed him tenderly placing his radio receiver back on his ear.
"Sheppard!"
John rolled his eyes and activated his radio, “What is it Rodney?”
“Where have you been? I have been trying to reach you for ten minutes.”
John looked at Steven and smiled, “I guess something went wrong with my radio thingy.”
“Thingy…Oh, never mind, are you joining us on this mission today or tomorrow because according to my watch it’s time to leave.”
“Take it easy Rodney. I’ll be right there,” John deactivated his radio and laughed, “What did I tell you about McKay and his issues with people being late?”
Steven kissed John once again savoring the taste of the younger man’s mouth, “You can blame me for being late.”
“Oh really…what exactly could I say you did to cause me to be late?”
“You could tell him that I was disciplining you for insubordination,” Steven teased pinching John’s nipples through his black t-shirt.
“Somehow I think he would want particulars of my punishment. Rodney’s a sucker for details.”
“Well, I’m a sucker for insubordinate officers who need punishment,” Steven whispered into John’s ear moving his roaming hands to John’s firm ass.
“And I’m a sucker for superior officers with big…”
"Today Sheppard!" McKay screeched on the radio.
John reluctantly pulled Steven’s large hands off of his ass, “Sorry Sir, but duty calls. We can get together after the mission to discuss my fetish with superior officers with big dicks.”
Steven playfully swatted John’s ass with his hand, “Sounds like a plan. Hurry back.” He followed John down the hall walking towards his team and snickered as he heard Sheppard talking to McKay on the radio.
“I swear to God Rodney if you don’t shut up about me being late I’m going to tell everyone on Atlantis about your fetish with Easy Cheese and porn.”
“Uh…okay then, why don’t you just get here as soon as you can Colonel,” Rodney politely responded.
“Thanks McKay, I knew you’d understand.” John confidently smiled feeling good about his life for the first time in years. Maybe things were finally going to go his way, and just maybe this would be the one mission that would go as planned….
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