"Hey, Sheppard. Ever heard of the mating habits of the pufferfish?"
"Mating habits of... Rodney, are you high?"
"No seriously. The pufferfish goes through an elaborate time getting sand on the floor of the ocean set up just right. Takes oodles and oodles of sand and creates these intricate patterns to impress the female. They do it in the hopes that their pattern is chosen so...you know..."
John looks around. "Is this why you just found us two new apartments up here in the command tower and blasted a wall out between them?"
"Well..."
"...because if you wanted to fuck me, all you had to do was ask," John finishes.
Rodney's about to respond when Sheppard walks by, pants puddling on the floor as he drops to his knees and rubs his face in Rodney's crotch.
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"Mating habits of... Rodney, are you high?"
"No seriously. The pufferfish goes through an elaborate time getting sand on the floor of the ocean set up just right. Takes oodles and oodles of sand and creates these intricate patterns to impress the female. They do it in the hopes that their pattern is chosen so...you know..."
John looks around. "Is this why you just found us two new apartments up here in the command tower and blasted a wall out between them?"
"Well..."
"...because if you wanted to fuck me, all you had to do was ask," John finishes.
Rodney's about to respond when Sheppard walks by, pants puddling on the floor as he drops to his knees and rubs his face in Rodney's crotch.