Anchor Me by redsnake05 (NC-17)
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stargateficrecShow: SGA
Rec Category: Sheppard/McKay
Characters:: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard
Pairing: Sheppard/McKay
Het/Slash/Gen: Slash
Warnings:
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
redsnake05
Author's Website:
Link: Anchor Me
Why This Must Be Read:
Too many late nights and missions gone wrong have left both John and Rodney worn to the bone. They're determined to do whatever is needed so that their best friend gets the rest they deserve while on vacation on Earth. There is a slow sweet (and hot) change in their relationship as they recognize what they both want and need.
Excerpt:
"Is this how genius works?" asked Sheppard, voice amused. Rodney's head jerked up, taking in Sheppard's lazy slouch against the wall, though, now that he had the eyes to look, Rodney could see the tiredness in every line of his body. Bouncing up from the bed, he looked at Sheppard incredulously.
"You followed me?" he gasped.
"You didn't finish your lunch, Rodney," Sheppard said, holding out two MREs. Rodney took them in nerveless fingers.
"Did you finish your lunch?" he asked suspiciously. Sheppard looked away, and Rodney could see the denial in his posture without ever having to have it in words. A giddy spike of revelation shot through him. He could read Sheppard now, see all the things he was hiding under his stoic facade, see him laid apart and bare like when he prised a panel back and all the crystals were exposed to his eyes. Waiting for him to fix them.
"I wasn't hungry," said Sheppard.
"Well, you should be. Here." He handed one back. "Sit down, you're going to eat now. And after that, I'm giving you some chocolate, and you are going to eat it and not complain, got it?"
Sheppard took the MRE back and sat down on the chair, smirk in place. Rodney was relieved to see that the effort going into it was less.
"Let's get this right, Rodney. You sprint out of the mess, without finishing your food, saying you're having a breakthrough in whatever your latest piece of genius is, then I find you lying on your bed, not working, then you make me eat and say you're going to give me chocolate?"
"You don't want the chocolate, Colonel?" asked Rodney, chin up and back very straight.
"Oh, no, don't get me wrong. I want the chocolate." Sheppard pulled back the lid on his MRE and prodded it suspiciously. Then he looked up and smiled. "I just want to know who you are and what you've done with Dr Rodney McKay."
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Rec Category: Sheppard/McKay
Characters:: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard
Pairing: Sheppard/McKay
Het/Slash/Gen: Slash
Warnings:
Author on LJ:
redsnake05Author's Website:
Link: Anchor Me
Why This Must Be Read:
Too many late nights and missions gone wrong have left both John and Rodney worn to the bone. They're determined to do whatever is needed so that their best friend gets the rest they deserve while on vacation on Earth. There is a slow sweet (and hot) change in their relationship as they recognize what they both want and need.
Excerpt:
"Is this how genius works?" asked Sheppard, voice amused. Rodney's head jerked up, taking in Sheppard's lazy slouch against the wall, though, now that he had the eyes to look, Rodney could see the tiredness in every line of his body. Bouncing up from the bed, he looked at Sheppard incredulously.
"You followed me?" he gasped.
"You didn't finish your lunch, Rodney," Sheppard said, holding out two MREs. Rodney took them in nerveless fingers.
"Did you finish your lunch?" he asked suspiciously. Sheppard looked away, and Rodney could see the denial in his posture without ever having to have it in words. A giddy spike of revelation shot through him. He could read Sheppard now, see all the things he was hiding under his stoic facade, see him laid apart and bare like when he prised a panel back and all the crystals were exposed to his eyes. Waiting for him to fix them.
"I wasn't hungry," said Sheppard.
"Well, you should be. Here." He handed one back. "Sit down, you're going to eat now. And after that, I'm giving you some chocolate, and you are going to eat it and not complain, got it?"
Sheppard took the MRE back and sat down on the chair, smirk in place. Rodney was relieved to see that the effort going into it was less.
"Let's get this right, Rodney. You sprint out of the mess, without finishing your food, saying you're having a breakthrough in whatever your latest piece of genius is, then I find you lying on your bed, not working, then you make me eat and say you're going to give me chocolate?"
"You don't want the chocolate, Colonel?" asked Rodney, chin up and back very straight.
"Oh, no, don't get me wrong. I want the chocolate." Sheppard pulled back the lid on his MRE and prodded it suspiciously. Then he looked up and smiled. "I just want to know who you are and what you've done with Dr Rodney McKay."
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