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stargateficrecRec Category: Rodney/Teyla
Pairing: Rodney/Teyla, hints of John/Cam
Category:het, romance, first time
Warning: explict het, hints of slash
Author on LJ:torakowalski
Authors Website: none
Link: Above the Blue and Windy Sea
Why this must be read:
It wasn't until they were changing planes in Portland that it really hit Rodney that he was taking Teyla with him to the very important - read: planned-his-entire-leave-around - physics conference in San Francisco.
This is a great example of a writer using the existing friendship between Rodney and Teyla and gradually developing it into someone more, making the progression seem completely naturally. Althugh Rodney is nervous about how Teyla will react to his feelings, it isn't over the top. There are also some good parts comparing Atlantis to Earth and how Rodney is no longer comfortable on Earth and in academia and Teyla experiencing the best and worst that Earth has to offer. Tora has also included some quite funny bits that again aren't over the top
They went back to the hotel for dinner and about half way through the 'gate-lag hit them full force.
Rodney ended up knocking half a bottle of red wine all down the waitress' crisp white uniform and Teyla nodded off into her lasagne three times. All in all the restaurant staff seemed insulting pleased to get rid of them. Not that Rodney cared; he was too busy trying to keep his eyes open long enough to get them back to their room and holding Teyla up while she dozed against him in the elevator.
She smelled nice, warm and fresh like Atlantis on a spring day, and he almost missed their stop, just breathing her in.
They didn't speak as they stumbled around the room, getting ready for bed with as little movement as possible. Rodney had never seen her like this; if Rodney were the sort of man who found things endearing, a tired and clumsy Teyla would be somewhere near the top of the list.
By the time Rodney got back from the bathroom, she was asleep, curled in on herself on her side of the bed. Rodney was too tired to freak out, just crawled under the blankets, double and triple folded in that weird way unique to hotels, and slept for twelve hours straight.
Pairing: Rodney/Teyla, hints of John/Cam
Category:het, romance, first time
Warning: explict het, hints of slash
Author on LJ:
torakowalskiAuthors Website: none
Link: Above the Blue and Windy Sea
Why this must be read:
It wasn't until they were changing planes in Portland that it really hit Rodney that he was taking Teyla with him to the very important - read: planned-his-entire-leave-around - physics conference in San Francisco.
This is a great example of a writer using the existing friendship between Rodney and Teyla and gradually developing it into someone more, making the progression seem completely naturally. Althugh Rodney is nervous about how Teyla will react to his feelings, it isn't over the top. There are also some good parts comparing Atlantis to Earth and how Rodney is no longer comfortable on Earth and in academia and Teyla experiencing the best and worst that Earth has to offer. Tora has also included some quite funny bits that again aren't over the top
They went back to the hotel for dinner and about half way through the 'gate-lag hit them full force.
Rodney ended up knocking half a bottle of red wine all down the waitress' crisp white uniform and Teyla nodded off into her lasagne three times. All in all the restaurant staff seemed insulting pleased to get rid of them. Not that Rodney cared; he was too busy trying to keep his eyes open long enough to get them back to their room and holding Teyla up while she dozed against him in the elevator.
She smelled nice, warm and fresh like Atlantis on a spring day, and he almost missed their stop, just breathing her in.
They didn't speak as they stumbled around the room, getting ready for bed with as little movement as possible. Rodney had never seen her like this; if Rodney were the sort of man who found things endearing, a tired and clumsy Teyla would be somewhere near the top of the list.
By the time Rodney got back from the bathroom, she was asleep, curled in on herself on her side of the bed. Rodney was too tired to freak out, just crawled under the blankets, double and triple folded in that weird way unique to hotels, and slept for twelve hours straight.
