TITLE: "Temple of the Flesh"

AUTHOR: Aiobheann

RATING: Hard R for suggested m/m sexual activity.

PAIRING: John/D'Argo

SERIES: Ineffective Daily Affirmations Challenge, on the AdultFarScape List

SUMMARY: Silly, slightly blasphemous dialogue-only drabble. John wants D'Argo to get orally fixated. Can I get an amen?

DISCLAIMER: Not mine. Henson's. But I let 'em get jiggy wit it. So there.

ARCHIVE: WWOMB, Farscape Slash Archive, Smutscape

By Aiobheann

"My body is a temple. Do you want to come over for midnight mass?"

"I understood absolutely none of that, John."

"Okay. I want you to suck my cock. Is that easier to understand?"

"Much."

(indeterminate rustling of clothing, happy-human noises)

"I didn't know you were Catholic, D'Argo."

"What?"

"Well, you're kneeling to worship."

"Shut up. You're talking too much."

"So are you. There are plenty of other things I'd like you to with your -- oooh -- mouth."

(wet, slurping noises)

"Oh, God, that's good..."

"My name isn't God."

"It is now. Suck harder."

END