Success of Love

David looked up from his microscope and noticed a subtly flashing icon in the task bar at the bottom of his laptop screen. Probably Calvin with another nagging letter about how he was spending too much time at work again.

With a grin and a stretch, he reaches for the laptop and snugs it into his lap as he leans back against the table. His grin only grows as he reads, and he laughs out loud once, a spirited, pleased sound.

To: Dr. Dylan Moore
From: Dr. David Parrish

I KNEW IT!! I knew you could do it, Dylan!! And so quickly!! It seems only yesterday I was helping you drown your sorrows on the lab floor!! I'm so excited for you!!! I want to hear all about it, can you get on sametime?

--*excited*
David.

Chat Transcript

Bugman signs in at 14:22

Bugman says: David?

PlantBoy signs in at 14:23

PlantBoy: DYLAN!! *excited* tell me EVERYTHING!!!

*Laughs* Oh it was wonderful and scary. it started at the training session...well no really it started on his birthday. Your Marc was there. Well I got a little drunk and emtional *Hides embarressed* But basically he told me he loved that basketbal toy court I made him and was happy I was there then let me spend the night.

PlantBoy: *blink* is it just me, or do we look like a couple of nature-based superheroes?

PlantBoy: *grins* yeah, we were kind of miffed Marc spent all evening with you and Bates....but I'm so glad it was helpful! *giggles and pokes* you emotional and drunk?! I don't believe it!! =P Ooooh spent the night already!! What next?

Bugman: Ah ...Plantboy and Bugman...I can see why.

PlantBoy: haha. We'd overcome the wraith with our knowledge of the natural world. Somehow I don't think the'd be impressed.

Bugman:*Laughs* Probably not, with my luck recently I've got more chance of mating with them. *laughs and blushes* Well the day after I went to the gun training session with him. Oh it was torture. He kept pressing up behind me showing me how to shoot.

PlantBoy: AAAAHH!! He's such a tease!! I told you Marines are all pent up and really fantastic once you get them loosened up! I've been wanting Marc to do some training with me too *leer*

PlantBoy: Hey! Maybe we can trade on your popularity with the Wraith--they fall at your feet

Bugman: What and have them following me around trying to mate with me? I think Michael might be a bit perturbed. *chuckles and sighs* He likes me *giggles* Oh you really should get him to train you, I never knew how much intimate touching went into it. Oh it was all too much so I remembered what you said and I...I Ummm...I Kissed him.

PlantBoy: *wide eyes* Dylan Moore, you cassnova you!! *grin* I knew you had it in you!! He was helpless against your suave Brit charm, wasn't he? Poor guy. *hmmm* I'll have to get Marc's opinion on that-just for safety reasons, of course!

PlantBoy: OH OH!!! Before I forget, I haven't told you--I've been made Head of Botany! *proud* now, back to the Marine-seducing.....so you kissed him....

Dylan: Of course *chuckles* Oh I'm not a Casanova, I don't look a bit like David Tennant. *chuckles* Oh wow! Congratulations. I'm sure its well deserved. He thought it was just adrenaline at first but then I kissed him again and he kissed back. *Grins*

PlantBoy: *hope he isn't being excited for you so loudly that everyone in the lab hears* ALL RIGHT!! And much non-worksafe activity commenced, I assume? Be right back, Weinstein's motioning me over for something.

PlantBoy: I'm back--I swear, the biologists they give me down here don't know a core sample from a hole in the ground (though they are really similar)

Bugman:*laughs* Actually we didn't do anything but kiss and talk and fall asleep together he first night, it wasn't until the next day that he finally gave me a good rogering. *Chuckles*

PlantBoy: *dies laughing, earning more than a few strange looks* DYLAN!!! You said "rogering!" ahahaha! I don't know whether to be shocked or amused!! I think both!! I'm using that word on Marc and Calvin, with your permission.

PlantBoy: *calms himself* wooh. Anyway, so...it was fantastic, right? Absolutely perfect and sweaty and all that? *grin*

PlantBoy: I've just realised...I never asked you.....you know.....if you had, before..

PlantBoy: before him, I mean....before Atlantis...

Dylan: *Laughs and sighs* Oh my it was fantastic, he does this thing with his mouth that just...had what before...oh! generally or just with men?"

PlantBoy: well, you're a bit older than me, and I know I had a woefully inadequate early sexual education.....either I guess....you like women?

Bugman: Not really, I've only ever been with men. *shugs*

PlantBoy: *nods* yea.....yea me too....since we're admitting things...and never before the Pegasus galaxy--I never got laid in the Milky Way!

PlantBoy: so....so I guess Marc broke my cherry, or whatever you call it *turns red*

Re: Chat Transcript

Bugman: *blinks* Well you're more than making up for it now I'm sure . *smiles* You should be proud that it was someone who loves you.

PlantBoy: LOL--I worry I've got a reputation now! At least it's only been Marc and Calvin. I don't want to end up looking like a loose botanist! Yeah....I guess....I guess he does love me. Calvin too. SO ANYWAY!! Enough about me!! Are you and Bates...Michael...blissfully happy now?

Bugman: We are...I think it's just there are rules. I can tell people but, public displays of affection are ruled out, especially in front of people he doesn't know. Which...its a little hard, but he's worth it.

PlantBoy: *grins* maybe he'll stop being like that after awhile-it's probably all kind of new to him...though....did they mention anything about....he and Marc ever being together? I wasn't sure.....maybe this isn't Michael's first time doing this....

Bugman: Oh you don't know?

PlantBoy: *shakes head* know what?

Bugman: They did a long time ago, it seems like it was very serious.

PlantBoy: I mean....I thought...oh. Oh....well I thought I kind of felt something from those two but....I guess Marc never told me.

PlantBoy: hmm.

PlantBoy: well you've your Marine now, and I've mine, so all's well that ends well, right?

Bugman: *smiles* Yes. If it worries you, you should tell him about it, but if its any consolation, Marc seens quite entranced with you and Dctor kavanagh

PlantBoy: *blush* I hope he is.....I don't know what I would do without them...either of them. Maybe I will ask him about it...morbid curiousity, I guess. Anyway, I guess I should get back to work!

PlantBoy: I'm really happy for you, Dylan--really.

PlantBoy: and I hope I was helpful and didn't just muddle things up.

Bugman: Thank you, I've neve been happier. And you were extremely helpful, I wouldn't be here in his bed now if it wasn't for you.

PlantBoy: LOL!! Still in the bed, even!! Heee..Dylan you kept man you! Hopefully I can go home too and spend some quality bedtime *grin*

PlantBoy: talk to you again soon, stop by my labs this evening if you get a chance!

Bugman: I will, I@m in this bed now, I'm no leaving it. Have fun in the lab.

PlantBoy: LOL--loads, I promise. Bye!

connection severed: PlantBoy logged out a 14:45

Bugman Logged out at 14:46

Michael finished of his long shower. He'd spent much more time in there than he usually would have, washing his short hair three times, in the hope that Dylan would come and see what was keeping him. The oblivious scientist had obviously not taken the hint. He'd have to clue him up, he thought with a sly grin. Walking back to the bedroom, he rolled his eyes, the mystery solved at least. Put a scientist in front of a computer and everything else becomes insignificant.

He prowled towards the bed and moved the laptop away from him, setting it down carefully on the floor. "No working in bed, Dylan." He growled in a low voice, noticing how good he looked in the tight shirt.

Dylan chewed his lip smiling as the laptop was moved away, suppressing a soft shiver, "Oh...sorry." He breathed his eyes sparkling happily.

"Hmm I'm not sure if an apology is enough." He said sternly. "I waited for you for a long time. "Look my skin has even gone wrinkly," he held out his hands and then pulled off his T-shirt as if to prove it further. "I think you need to make it up to me." He looked down at him, with a hurt expression.

Dylan laughed his fingers running up the taut skin. "Oh I'm sorry love." He whispered leaning foread and kissing away the prunyness. "I was just talking to David about how wonderful you are." He whispered with a smile as he licked along his clavicle.

A look of embarrasement crossed his face but he let Dylan's mouth chase it away. "You look really good in this." He murmured running his hands over the too-tight T-shirt that stretched across Dylan's chest. He rubbed his thumbs over both nipples simultaneously, feeling them perk up even through the material.

Dylan took in a sharp breath before laughing softly, "Mind if I keep it?" He asked his eyes bright as he kissed down his chest

Michael climbed back on top of him, one hand blindly reaching to the lube which was still on the stand from earlier. But he still breathed into his ear. "No sorry, I didn't quite hear that."

Dylan whimpered pulling his head out of the pillow, "I said...Fuck me." He replied

He groaned at the scientist's words and slicked himself up quickly. But he resisted from burying into him yet. "That's pretty non descript." He complained again into his ear, his voice coming in small gasps. "What do you want?"

Dylan groaned, "I want you inside me, to feel like you're breaking me apart. Making me scream." He whispered

"Oh God! Yes!" He practically screamed himself, turned on beyond belief. He pushed himself inside him in one long movement, not taking it slow or being gentle. "Keep talking Dylan." He begged, his voice reflecting his desperation. "Tell me what you're feeling, how I'm doing what you want next."

He's surprised to feel his erection is already well on the way to being complete again, already. His best recovery time since he was twenty. "Look what you do to me," he whispers in reply to Dylan, grasping his hand and bringing it down to his steadily filling cock.

Dylan smiled running his fingers over and toying with the head. "That's what you get for chasing after younger men." He whispered up at him with a playful smile. HIs thumb rubbing over the tip.

"Ohhh," he groans deep and loud as Dylan plays with him before reaching down and pulling his hand away. He shakes his head, "no not like this." Before going back to kissing him, over and over, his erection pressing roughly into Dylan's hip.

"Fuck me...please" He whispers eventually, wondering why Dylan will never top for him.

Dylan's eyes widened, "Are you sure?" he whispered softly his fingers interlinking with Michael's.

"Oh yeah," he replied seriously looking straight at him. "I want you to take me hard and fast, make me lose control. Oh god, you would be so good." He continued, panting slightly. His hand running over Dylan's abdomen and going lower down.

Dylan's breath shuddered his hips moving into Michael's touch before nodding, "Ok." He whispered flipping them so he lay on top of Michael, his hands pinning down the marine's

Michael shook in anticipation, not able to do anything but arch into Dylan's touch and whimper softly.

Dylan glanced over and took the lube warming it in his hands silently, his mouth capturing Michael's mouth and swallowing the whimpers as he fingers reached down and pushed inside a little roughly.

He kissed Dylan back with just as much force, their tongues acting out a play for dominance, but neither really caring who won. "Oh yeah...more...please...more." His whimpers were swallowed by the kiss but the volume of the pleading made certain Dylan could hear.

Dylan groaned pushing Michael's thighs apart as he slid into him, pushing in forcefully.

He bucked his hips, pushing back against him with just as much force. Ensuring that Dylan's cock practically collided with his prostate, sending a wave of ecstasy coursing through him.

Dylan arched back with a cry rocking as he pounded into Michael.