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stargateficrecRec Category: Sheppard/McKay
Pairing: Sheppard/McKay
Category: Earthside, Post-Atlantis, Hurt/Comfort, Established Relationship
Warning: Slash
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
zoetrope
Author's Website: http://zoetrope.talkoncorners.net/
Link: The Luxury of Take-out
Why This Must Be Read:
The glimpses of John and Rodney's life post-Atlantis wash in and out like the waves of the ocean they live by.
It's a gentle story of two men quietly settling into place together, where they belong.
Excerpt:
Afterwards, they lay in John’s bed together.
“Do I still have to sleep on the couch?” Rodney asked.
“That depends how nice you are to me,” John said, head turned towards the window. “I’m thinking of implementing a rewards system.”
It was warm in the room, but neither of them could find the energy to open the window. Under the sheets their skin was moist and clung together.
Rodney kicked the sheets of him, rising up onto one elbow. His shadow fell across John’s face.
“I didn’t think we were going to do this again.”
John looked at him steadily, then shrugged, one smooth shoulder bunching the sheets further.
Rodney’s hand wandered down, over John’s waist, his hip, onto his thigh, running his nails along its length. “I wasn’t lying before.”
“When?” John asked pulling Rodney down onto him further, feeling the solid heat of him against his length, biting lightly into his shoulder.
“The Pegasus Galaxy,” Rodney said, rolling forward onto his elbows, pushing John into the pillow that had been flung loose and was now trapped uncomfortably under one hip. “I did miss you. We all did.”
John looked down, watching his arm wrap around the dip at the small of Rodney’s back. “You want Chinese tonight?”
Rodney let it go, pushing his nose into John’s shoulder. John tipped his head to one side.
“Wow,” he said against John’s skin. John felt his breath humid against his shoulder. “The luxury of takeout. I’d forgotten.”
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Pairing: Sheppard/McKay
Category: Earthside, Post-Atlantis, Hurt/Comfort, Established Relationship
Warning: Slash
Author on LJ:
zoetropeAuthor's Website: http://zoetrope.talkoncorners.net/
Link: The Luxury of Take-out
Why This Must Be Read:
The glimpses of John and Rodney's life post-Atlantis wash in and out like the waves of the ocean they live by.
It's a gentle story of two men quietly settling into place together, where they belong.
Excerpt:
Afterwards, they lay in John’s bed together.
“Do I still have to sleep on the couch?” Rodney asked.
“That depends how nice you are to me,” John said, head turned towards the window. “I’m thinking of implementing a rewards system.”
It was warm in the room, but neither of them could find the energy to open the window. Under the sheets their skin was moist and clung together.
Rodney kicked the sheets of him, rising up onto one elbow. His shadow fell across John’s face.
“I didn’t think we were going to do this again.”
John looked at him steadily, then shrugged, one smooth shoulder bunching the sheets further.
Rodney’s hand wandered down, over John’s waist, his hip, onto his thigh, running his nails along its length. “I wasn’t lying before.”
“When?” John asked pulling Rodney down onto him further, feeling the solid heat of him against his length, biting lightly into his shoulder.
“The Pegasus Galaxy,” Rodney said, rolling forward onto his elbows, pushing John into the pillow that had been flung loose and was now trapped uncomfortably under one hip. “I did miss you. We all did.”
John looked down, watching his arm wrap around the dip at the small of Rodney’s back. “You want Chinese tonight?”
Rodney let it go, pushing his nose into John’s shoulder. John tipped his head to one side.
“Wow,” he said against John’s skin. John felt his breath humid against his shoulder. “The luxury of takeout. I’d forgotten.”
...
