#macgyver fanfiction
Return + Personal + Loss - Chapter 1 - Sapless_Tree - MacGyver (TV 2016) [Archive of Our Own]
https://archiveofourown.org/works/38318242/chapters/95748700
Written for Cairo Week 2022
Summary: Jack was finally back where he belonged. But in the midst of trying to find his footing with his team again, some faces from the past serve to make the journey much harder than anticipated.
Tracks + Cuffs + Camping - Sapless_Tree - MacGyver (TV 2016) [Archive of Our Own]
https://archiveofourown.org/works/37693507
Summary: “Face it, if I didn’t want to be here, I’d be gone. I’m only as stuck as you are in these cuffs.”
He wasn’t sure what was worse– the fact that he was cuffed to Murdoc and forced to stay within such close proximity of the killer, or the fact that Murdoc was right.
Fear - kaykay8776 - MacGyver (TV 2016) [Archive of Our Own]
I wrote a DesRiley fic with Riley Whump!
(This fic is my baby so please see if you like it)
Fear - kaykay8776 - MacGyver (TV 2016) [Archive of Our Own]
I wrote a DesRiley fic with Riley Whump!
(This fic is my baby so please see if you like it)
Spammy
Friends, are you ready to have your AO3 stories absolutely bombarded with kudos and comments??
After finally recoverying from doing more writing in 7 days that I’ve done in 7 years, I am finally ready to tackle my inbox FULL of Cairo Day stories.
You’ve been warned
Good thing there’s tea…
I currently have 57 emails in my inbox. Every single one of them is from AO3.
I’m exhausted…
First, thanks @macgyvercairo for taking the time and making the effort to put Cairo Day / Cairo Week together. Last month I wrote, what I thought would be, my first and only piece of fanfic. But I had so much fun and chatted with so many nice people that when this popped up I thought, why not??
I had done ZERO planning obviously. I wrote each piece either the day before or the day of the prompt. It was nice to have a deadline. It was nice to have a goal. It was nice to have someone shove me out of my comfort zone.
So, thanks. Thanks so much for letting me play!
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I can’t believe I made it! Managed to post something every day over these seven days. Time for a nap.
So, I hauled out that textbook, but I also did some internet research for my fic and folks, my Google assistant feed right now is wild.
shame…
today might be the first day I don’t fill my Cairo Day prompt on time……I was doing so good…
Written for @macgyvercairo Day 2 prompt: Fever.
Set in my Mac has magic universe but again, this stands alone.
Read on AO3 or under the cut
Mac’s skin was prickling, the itch of his magic just under the surface, and he was hot. Baking in the Cairo heat, burning in the Afghanistan desert, blistering in the scorching sun, hot. He rolled his head on the ground, his throbbing head aching in a repetitive beat. His magic churned in warning, leaving an uneasy feeling in his gut.
Someone moved in front of him, asking him a question before shining a bright light in his face and Mac jerked his head away, screwing his eyes shut with a groan. Damn, was this some kind of interrogation? He could hear some kind of conversation going on around him, but the voices didn’t make sense, fading in and out, sounding familiar yet incomprehensible. He felt a scratch on his arm and he wrenched it away. “No.” He mumbled, the word sticking in his mouth and he tried to twist away even as more hands stopped him. “No!”
Panic flared and with a crushing pop the lights went out. Struggling, Mac sat up, digging his hands into his eyes as his magic spiked, crackling and sending sparks flying around him.
He didn’t know what was going on. He didn’t know where he was. But he wasn’t safe, that much he knew.
Cornered and alone, he instinctively raised his hand, shoving everyone in the room back until they hit the wall, pinning them against it. His arm started shaking, he didn’t know what they’d done to him, but he wasn’t going to be strong enough to hold them there for long and he scrambled to his feet, leaning against the bed as he swayed.
“Mac,Mac,”
He frowned, his head was swimming but that sounded like Jack’s voice?
“Jack?”
“Yeah, bud. I’m here.” Jack appeared in the corner of his eye, moving cautiously as he approached. “Where are you, kid?”
“I’m…” Mac didn’t know. His head hurt, his legs shook and he was too hot but he didn’t know where he was, he didn’t know the answer.
“Okay, that’s okay, don’t worry about that.” Jack said. “What matters is that you’re safe, Mac. Okay? I’m with you now and I promise, you’re safe.”
Jack was safety. Mac knew that. Jack was safe like Bozer was safe, except Jack could also take out four men with two shots. And Jack understood the darkness more than Mac ever thought he would. Jack could protect him. If Jack said he was safe, then he was safe.
“How about you let these folks go, Mac? Just let them leave, I won’t let them come near you.”
Mac wavered, he trusted Jack. But what if it was a trick? Was Jack really here?
“You’re safe, Mac.” Jack repeated, he was nearly close enough to touch now.
“I’m safe,” Mac whispered, as his legs gave out, falling against strong arms.
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“Hey, kid.” Jack said softly when Mac opened his eyes, as he brushed back Mac’s hair and replaced the cool cloth on his forehead. “You with me this time?”
Mac blinked slowly, there was more clarity in them than Jack had seen for hours but Mac was still rocking a significant fever. And he confirmed Jack’s hypothesis when he muttered.
“This time?…with you every time.”
“Guess not.” Jack chuckled. “You realise you said that out loud, right?”
“Oh.”
“How’re you feeling kid?”
“Mmmm.”
“That’s not an answer, dude. I need some words.”
“Hot.” Mac whispered. “Did we finish the mission?”
Jack tried not to let the disappointment show on his face. He’d been hoping they were past this, the confusion and the lost look Mac would get on his face.
“Yeah, mission’s done, bud.” Jack answered, patting Mac’s shoulder, judging from the look on Mac’s face he couldn’t remember what the mission had been anyway. But Jack could. He remembered how Mac spiked a fever on the flight home and it had only gotten worse when Jack had hauled him into medical. Something to do with Mac’s magic, burning him up from the inside and the only treatment his doctors had suggested was to ride it out.
“When’s ex-fil?”
“Mac, do you know where you are?” Jack carefully worded the question and Mac opened his eyes fully, his gaze locking onto Jack before sliding away to take in the rest of the room. It was entirely empty apart from the bed and a chair for Jack, but at least Jack could see there was some recognition in his eyes. Mac stretched out his arm, where an IV was attached with an excessive amount of medical tape and his fingers picked at a loose edge.
“Don’t do that, bud.” Jack cautioned, gently relocating the fingers. “Took me ages to get that in, you don’t want to experience a round two.”
“I’m in medical?” Mac frowned. “’s empty?”
Jack sighed and scrubbed a hand over his face.
“Yeah, you were brought in with a fever of 104. You didn’t know where you were or what was going on.” Jack swallowed at the memory. “You blew the monitors, and I was the only person you’d let near you.”
Bright eyes immediately turned worried. “Did I hurt anyone?”
“No, no, Mac.” Jack quickly reassured him. “Everyone’s fine. You knocked some things over, got a little pushy, that’s all.”
Okay, maybe Jack was playing it down a lot. It had looked like a small explosion had gone off in the room by the time Jack had got there. Sparks lighting up the dark with Mac drenched in sweat and breathing hard in the middle of a bed, absolutely terrified and using his magic to protect himself from the people who wanted to help him.
And that was the humbling thing, Jack had been exempt from all this. The only person Mac trusted, the only one he’d allowed to touch him.
Speaking of touching it was time for another vitals check. Jack slipped his hand around Mac’s wrist until his fingertips found his pulse and counted the steady beats. He’d been doing the regular checks and reporting the numbers back to the nurses ever since Mac had melted the cardiac leads Jack had tried to attach earlier.
“What are you doing?” Mac’s sleepy voice asked.
“We’re doing it old school, since you trashed the monitors and wouldn’t let anyone else near you, you’ve had good ol’ Nurse Dalton doing vital checks all night.”
“I can fix the monitors.” Mac muttered as he fumbled with pushing back the blanket pooled around his waist. It took worryingly little effort for Jack to still his hands and tug the blanket back up.
“Maybe later, Mac.” Jack said, noting as he finished with taking Mac’s temperature that it had increased slightly since last time. “Going in the wrong direction again, bud.”
“Sorry.” Mac whispered, trying to stay awake.
“It’s alright. Just close your eyes, Mac. Get some rest, yeah? I’ll be here when you wake.”
Harry sits behind the bed, waiting and trying to listen to Mac talk to Bozer. He can’t hear much, but he hears something about a bomb and something about someone named Riley. Next he knows Mac opens the bedroom door barges in, closing the door behind him.
“What’s wrong?” Harry can see Mac looks scared and upset.
“Oh. Nothing.” He’s obviously lying. “I need to go though. Work stuff.”
“Yeah, of course.” Mac looks worried as he grabs his jacket and his phone.
“I’ll be back later. Just relax and make yourself at home.”
“Thanks. I will.” Harry is about to kiss Mac when he walks away and out of the room.
For the next couple of hours, Harry sits around the house. He watches some TV, plays some games on his phone, and evens snoops a little through Mac’s room. But other than that, Harry just sits there worried. He worries a lot about whether or not this was the right move. Did he really just give up Hogwarts, his friends, and his future for a guy he’s only met once? Or was this the chance of a lifetime? Could Mac be the one? If he didn’t come would he have missed out on the true love of his life? Just the idea of loving someone this much was intoxicating to him, he’s never had a feeling like this before.
“Harry.” Harry hears his name being called and begins opening his eyes.
The room is dark and quiet and right above him is Mac. He’s covered in dirt and has a gash on his forehead.
“Oh my god! Are you okay?”
“Shh.” Harry sits up next to Mac. “Bozer is in his room.”
“What happened?” Harry whispers. “I tried staying up but I was too tired.”
“It’s fine. It was just an accident at work.” Mac runs a hand through Harry’s hair. “I’m sorry about before.”
“What?”
“When you tried to kiss me I had just received some bad news and I just wasn’t thinking about you for a moment. I’m truly sorry. I realized what I did after I had already left and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it. I"m just so nervous about messing this up. You came all the way here for me and I feel like if this messes up it’s all my fault.” Before Mac can continue ranting, Harry moves forward and begins kissing him.
“Stop it.” He kisses Mac again, running his fingers through his hair. “I love you. You love me. That’s all that matters right now. We have plenty of time to get to know each other. We will have some problems. We will fight. We will forget to kiss each other. But as long as we love each other, this will work out.”
“You’re amazing.” It’s all Mac can say.
“I know.” Harry helps Mac take his jacket off. “Now let me help clean you up then we can go to bed.”
“Thanks. Thanks for everything.”
“Tell me that after the shower.” Harry smiles before walking in the bathroom, the sound of the shower exciting Mac. “You coming?” Harry says as he walks to the bathroom door completely naked.
Mac begins taking his clothes off as he walks to the bathroom. He enters the bathroom naked, watching Harry enter the shower and the water spray onto his body. Mac follows in after him, pushing Harry deeper into the shower and his head under the water. Harry grabs Mac by the waist and pulls him in under the water with him. Mac’s hair, once wet, begins falling in front of his face. Mac runs his hair through his own hair, slicking it back.
They move in to begin kissing each other, Harry running his hands through Mac’s hair and Mac putting his hands on Harry’s butt. They continue kissing until Harry stops it a few minutes later. Harry moves his hands down Mac’s back, lightly kissing his neck. Then he moves down more, placing his hands on Mac’s firm butt cheeks as he kisses Mac’s pecs, then down and kisses his abs. He moves down to Mac’s penis and doesn’t even take a second to take his penis into his mouth.
“Oh…” Mac moans as Harry begins sucking on his penis. “Wow…” He moans even louder when Harry takes his balls into his mouth, licking them.
Harry begins moving his head back and forth, letting Mac’s penis in and out of his mouth, each time letting the tip smack the back of his throat. Mac wants it faster and grabs Harry’s head, gripping onto his hair. He starts moving Harry back and forth faster and faster. Though Harry almost chokes once or twice at first, Mac doesn’t stop and Harry doesn’t ask him to.
“Sooorrrryyy… almost therrreee… I haven’t…” Just then Mac explodes into Harry’s mouth. “Oh god!!!!” Mac pushes himself harder than ever before to not scream at the top of his lungs.
As Harry drinks all of the cum exploding from Mac’s penis, he can’t stop thinking about what exactly Mac was about to say before he climaxed. But at the same time, Harry can’t believe he’s gone without tasting Mac for so long.
“Thanks,” Mac says as Harry slides out and up to his feet.
“What… what was it you were about to say before…”
“I was going to say that I haven’t had sex or anything else since we were together. No one else was even close to measuring up to you.” Mac grabs Harry’s head and kisses him.
“God I’ve missed you.”
“Ditto.” Harry grabs the bar of soap and starts rubbing it against Mac’s shoulder.
“Oh god…” Mac moans as he stops kissing Harry for just a second, reaching into his pocket and grabbing his room key.
“Damn I love your hair,” Harry says as Mac opens the door.
The two look at each other, smiling.
“I want you to ride me,” Harry says as they walk into the room and close the door.
“My pleasure.” Mac pushes Harry onto the bed, Harry quickly throwing his shirt off and getting to his belt.
Mac throws his leather jacket to the floor before running his hands through his hair and looking down at Harry while licking his lips. Their eyes meet as the two slides their pants down and off. The two take a second to look down at each other, both smiling. Mac runs and jumps onto the bed, both of them laughing and excited about this.
“This is gonna be one long night,” Mac says before reaching for a condom in his pants and ripping it open with his teeth.
Mac reaches down to Harry’s penis and grabs it. He begins rubbing it softly as it hardens. Once hard, Mac slides the condom onto Harry’s penis quickly, rushing to get to this already. Mac goes on top of Harry, his butt directly above Harry’s penis. Mac quickly drops down, biting his lip to overcome the pain he initially feels. That doesn’t slow him down because seconds later Mac grabs the bed polls and begins pulling himself up and dropping back down.
“Shit!” Harry shouts.
‘What’s wrong?“ Mac freaks out.
"I’m close.” Harry is embarrassed.
“That’s fine. Just enjoy it.” Mac kinda wants to laugh but holds himself back.
Mac continues, this time faster. Mac is surprised as five minutes pass and Harry hasn’t exploded yet. He can see in Harry’s face that he is forcing himself to keep it in. But at this point, Mac would be happy for Harry to finish as his arms are getting sore and tired. Mac is sweating harder than he ever has before, his long blonde locks wet and falling in front of his entire face.
“OH!” Harry shouts as he explodes.
Mac can feel as the condom breaks and warm cum shoots into him. Mac has no words for the feeling, slowing down just a little. Mac let’s go of one pole to run a hand through his hair, sweat flying through the air.
“Wow. Just wow.” Harry says, running a hand through his hair and looking at Mac’s sweaty abs.
Mac slides off of Harry and plops down next to him, taking deep breaths in. Mac places a hand on Harry’s arms, rubbing it. Harry looks over to Mac, just thinking about how lucky he is right now. He sits up, looking over to Mac and placing his hands on his chest.
“I… you have given me the best day of my life.” Harry holds himself back from saying what he wants to say.
“I’m happy I could do that.”
“Yeah… I truly love… your hair.” Harry runs a hand through Mac’s hair.
“Just say it.”
“Say what?” Harry sweats just a little.
“What you really want to say.”
“I love you. I know we just met, but you’re just so perfect and amazing and… spectacular!” Harry can’t believe he just said that.
“I think I could love you too.” Mac looks away, not wanting to show his feelings.
“Well let me see if this helps you get all the way there.” Harry reaches over to Mac’s penis and grabs it, quickly starting to rub it.
“Oh…” Mac lets out a small smile as Harry starts giving him a handjob.
Harry leans down and begins kissing Mac’s abs, slowly moving around. Each kiss he gives, he lightly sucks on Mac’s skin. As minutes pass Mac gets close to exploding and Harry has moved up to Mac’s pecs, lightly starting to suck on them. One of Mac’s hands run through Harry’s soft hair while the other on his back. Harry begins moving up a bit more and Mac reaches to Harry’s face and pushes his glasses up a bit, their eyes meeting.
“Will you come back with me? Back to the states?.” Just then Mac explodes, cum shooting into the air like fireworks.
“Oh…” Harry is surprised by the cum and the statement.
