Shouldn't by lierdumoa (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: None
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lierdumoa
Author's Website:
Link: Shouldn't
Why This Must Be Read:
This snapshot of Rodney and John under DADT is light with a bite.
Their banter makes me laugh.
The restrictions make me ache for them and what they're being denied.
Excerpt:
New military personnel in Atlantis, new regulations, and more surveillance, and John and Rodney find that the frequency in which they have sex drops from twice a day to once in a blue moon.
Rodney yells more, John lets a little more sarcasm filter into his mellow drawling, and they both pretend it's because they're hardened worriers fighting a losing battle.
Warriors.
Right.
Eight weeks in and three hours in front of a punching bag in the dead of night hoping to exhaust himself into sleep, John wonders if getting his brain sucked out through his cock every once in a while is really so much to ask. His knuckles are beginning to develop a permanent throb.
Rodney starts dating women around week ten, or at least, makes a valiant effort. Two horrendous first dates later, the second of which ends with him getting Athosian wine tossed in his face, followed swiftly by panic and Beckett arriving with an eyewash kit, and Rodney finds himself breaking into John's quarters at 3:00 in the morning, slapping John's book out of his hand, and yanking down John's underwear. With his teeth.
Which is actually kind of awkward and not as sexy as he thought it would be, but whatever. John's easy. Especially when Rodney swallows John whole, humming in the back of his throat as he goes down. The almost tune seems vaguely familiar. John finally identifies it as the lilting manner in which Rodney said, "In-vul-nerable!" the day he found the fugly green Ancient brooch.
He's always wondered what it would feel like ejaculating on a belly laugh.
Well, not really, but for future reference? Weird but good.
...
Rec Category: Sheppard/McKay
Characters:: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard
Pairing: Sheppard/McKay
Het/Slash/Gen: Slash
Warnings: None
Author on LJ:
lierdumoaAuthor's Website:
Link: Shouldn't
Why This Must Be Read:
This snapshot of Rodney and John under DADT is light with a bite.
Their banter makes me laugh.
The restrictions make me ache for them and what they're being denied.
Excerpt:
New military personnel in Atlantis, new regulations, and more surveillance, and John and Rodney find that the frequency in which they have sex drops from twice a day to once in a blue moon.
Rodney yells more, John lets a little more sarcasm filter into his mellow drawling, and they both pretend it's because they're hardened worriers fighting a losing battle.
Warriors.
Right.
Eight weeks in and three hours in front of a punching bag in the dead of night hoping to exhaust himself into sleep, John wonders if getting his brain sucked out through his cock every once in a while is really so much to ask. His knuckles are beginning to develop a permanent throb.
Rodney starts dating women around week ten, or at least, makes a valiant effort. Two horrendous first dates later, the second of which ends with him getting Athosian wine tossed in his face, followed swiftly by panic and Beckett arriving with an eyewash kit, and Rodney finds himself breaking into John's quarters at 3:00 in the morning, slapping John's book out of his hand, and yanking down John's underwear. With his teeth.
Which is actually kind of awkward and not as sexy as he thought it would be, but whatever. John's easy. Especially when Rodney swallows John whole, humming in the back of his throat as he goes down. The almost tune seems vaguely familiar. John finally identifies it as the lilting manner in which Rodney said, "In-vul-nerable!" the day he found the fugly green Ancient brooch.
He's always wondered what it would feel like ejaculating on a belly laugh.
Well, not really, but for future reference? Weird but good.
...
