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stargateficrecRec Category: Other Slash
Pairing: Lorne/Zelenka
Category: slash
Warning: spoilers for 'Grace Under Pressure' (2.14)
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pierson
Author's Website: Infinite Passions
Link: Where The Fruit Is
Why This Must Be Read: This is one of the first Lorne/Zelenka stories I read, and the way they banter and care for each other is so believable (and hot, OMG with the HOT) -- this is a pairing I can see happening in canon....
Just above the city, Atlantis releases the jumper from autopilot, and Lorne swings into a slow, easy banking maneuver around the city. Her spires stretch proudly toward the brilliantly blue sky, the sun glints golden over her graceful lines, and Radek's heart lurches with love and pride for Atlantis. Never could he have imagined a place of such wonder and beauty and danger, and never could he have imagined working and living in a place of dreams.
”I never get tired of the view. She's so beautiful,” Lorne says softly, and Radek glances over to see the expression of gentle wonder slip across his face. Lorne isn't one of the original contingent, but he clearly loves her, perhaps almost as much as any of the older inhabitants do. Unbidden, Radek's mouth curves upward in approval and understanding. He thinks that perhaps Lorne will be one of those who, as will Radek, spend the remainder of his life in Atlantis. He cannot fathom ever willingly giving her up. After a moment, he realizes that he has looked too long at Lorne's sharp profile, and turns his attention back to the city.
Another self-indulgent slow pass around the city, and Lorne turns them toward the mainland. They begin to pick up speed out over the ocean which stretches like wrinkled dark blue silk beneath the clear pale blue arch of sky. Radek swallows hard and looks away from the deep, returns his attention to the information scrolling down the screen of his notebook. Everything appears to be performing in an optimal manner, and he's pleased.
”How does she feel to you, Major?”
”Mm. I'm not feeling that tiny little wobble to portside anymore. Acceleration is...” the HUD pops up a screen, and Radek sees the numbers climb quickly toward mach one even though inertial dampeners make it feel as if they're sitting still, ”smooth. Very smooth. No hesitation at all.”
Radek's eyes slide toward Lorne at the pleased tone of his voice, and only the quick flash of wickedness crossing the major's face gives him any warning at all before Lorne sends them into a series of loops and barrel rolls that has Radek squeaking in terror and then seizing up in airless panic when they fly upside down, the dark ocean filling the viewscreen until he can see nothing else.
Pairing: Lorne/Zelenka
Category: slash
Warning: spoilers for 'Grace Under Pressure' (2.14)
Author on LJ:
piersonAuthor's Website: Infinite Passions
Link: Where The Fruit Is
Why This Must Be Read: This is one of the first Lorne/Zelenka stories I read, and the way they banter and care for each other is so believable (and hot, OMG with the HOT) -- this is a pairing I can see happening in canon....
Just above the city, Atlantis releases the jumper from autopilot, and Lorne swings into a slow, easy banking maneuver around the city. Her spires stretch proudly toward the brilliantly blue sky, the sun glints golden over her graceful lines, and Radek's heart lurches with love and pride for Atlantis. Never could he have imagined a place of such wonder and beauty and danger, and never could he have imagined working and living in a place of dreams.
”I never get tired of the view. She's so beautiful,” Lorne says softly, and Radek glances over to see the expression of gentle wonder slip across his face. Lorne isn't one of the original contingent, but he clearly loves her, perhaps almost as much as any of the older inhabitants do. Unbidden, Radek's mouth curves upward in approval and understanding. He thinks that perhaps Lorne will be one of those who, as will Radek, spend the remainder of his life in Atlantis. He cannot fathom ever willingly giving her up. After a moment, he realizes that he has looked too long at Lorne's sharp profile, and turns his attention back to the city.
Another self-indulgent slow pass around the city, and Lorne turns them toward the mainland. They begin to pick up speed out over the ocean which stretches like wrinkled dark blue silk beneath the clear pale blue arch of sky. Radek swallows hard and looks away from the deep, returns his attention to the information scrolling down the screen of his notebook. Everything appears to be performing in an optimal manner, and he's pleased.
”How does she feel to you, Major?”
”Mm. I'm not feeling that tiny little wobble to portside anymore. Acceleration is...” the HUD pops up a screen, and Radek sees the numbers climb quickly toward mach one even though inertial dampeners make it feel as if they're sitting still, ”smooth. Very smooth. No hesitation at all.”
Radek's eyes slide toward Lorne at the pleased tone of his voice, and only the quick flash of wickedness crossing the major's face gives him any warning at all before Lorne sends them into a series of loops and barrel rolls that has Radek squeaking in terror and then seizing up in airless panic when they fly upside down, the dark ocean filling the viewscreen until he can see nothing else.
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