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stargateficrecShow: SGA
Rec Category: Crack (taken seriously)
Characters: John Sheppard/Jennifer Keller, Carson Beckett, Rodney McKay/Katie Brown, et al
Categories: Het
Warnings: Author warns for rape/non-con. This refers to a forced John/Cadman AMTDI blow job before the story and it's just mentioned - no details. The later encounters "for medicine" aren't non-con, although John doesn't feel he has much choice.
Author on DW:trophic
Author's Website: See the AO3
Link: The One With The Healing Cock on AO3
Why This Must Be Read: Another story in which a cracky trope - the magical healing cock - is given a kind-of serious pseudo-scientific (and kinky) treatment. Once again, some pesky bit of Ancient tech has its way with John, and it turns out his semen can now heal almost anything. A totally whacked premise, but trophic explores how shitty that would be for John, with his "leave no man (or woman) behind" issues. He can't just say no and leave one of the scientists, or one of his marines, dying of something he could fix, right? But it's hard to get it up under that kind of pressure which is where Jen Keller comes in. I like the way this story explores how this seeming magical power is the worst kind of bind for John, with Carson ethically blinkered, focused only on John saving patients. I also like how it makes the Sheppard/Keller pairing work - for me, anyway - I know it won't be everyone's cup of tea. But for those willing to try a rarepair with Jen as a gentle dom, this is highly recommended.
He's not going to ask how Carson intends to apply it. He really doesn't want to know. But he can't help patting Rodney's shoulder on his way out and saying, "Hey, it's going to be all right," even though he knows it's a stupid thing to say.
As soon as he's said it, he expects Rodney to argue, and somehow it's worse when Rodney just says a resigned, "Thanks," like he's given up on arguing, too.
John stands there for a moment feeling helpless, then takes the coward's way out and leaves. But he can't keep himself from checking back in the next morning. He shows up just as Carson is talking to Rodney.
"Ah, Colonel, just the man I wanted to see," Carson says.
That doesn't sound good. "How's Dr. Brown doing?" John asks.
"Somewhat better," Carson says. "But I'm afraid the treatment wasn't as successful as I'd hoped."
John feels a crushing sense of disappointment and only then realizes how much he was expecting the damn thing to work like it had for Cadman. But maybe eyes are different than bruises. "Crap," he says. "Look, if there's anything I can do..."
"Actually, I believe there is," Carson says. He glances at Rodney, then back at John. "Perhaps we can discuss this somewhere a wee bit more private?"
John swallows, wondering for the first time if anyone's told Rodney. "Yeah, okay," he says, and follows Carson to his office. "So I guess it's not the magic bullet you were hoping for," John says.
"Actually," Carson says, "we don't know that yet. I'm afraid the problem may be the instability of the hormone outside the body. While I was able to measure a small amount of it in Dr. Brown's blood, it was nowhere near the level we saw in Lt. Cadman."
John frowns. "So what are you saying?"
"I believe the problem is in the delivery system," Carson says. "I'd like to see if a more direct approach will work better, if you're willing to give it a try."
John has a sudden very bad feeling. "What do you mean, more direct?"
"I mean direct personal contact between Dr. Brown's body and your own."
Jesus H. Christ. "You mean sex," John says bluntly.
Rec Category: Crack (taken seriously)
Characters: John Sheppard/Jennifer Keller, Carson Beckett, Rodney McKay/Katie Brown, et al
Categories: Het
Warnings: Author warns for rape/non-con. This refers to a forced John/Cadman AMTDI blow job before the story and it's just mentioned - no details. The later encounters "for medicine" aren't non-con, although John doesn't feel he has much choice.
Author on DW:
trophic Author's Website: See the AO3
Link: The One With The Healing Cock on AO3
Why This Must Be Read: Another story in which a cracky trope - the magical healing cock - is given a kind-of serious pseudo-scientific (and kinky) treatment. Once again, some pesky bit of Ancient tech has its way with John, and it turns out his semen can now heal almost anything. A totally whacked premise, but trophic explores how shitty that would be for John, with his "leave no man (or woman) behind" issues. He can't just say no and leave one of the scientists, or one of his marines, dying of something he could fix, right? But it's hard to get it up under that kind of pressure which is where Jen Keller comes in. I like the way this story explores how this seeming magical power is the worst kind of bind for John, with Carson ethically blinkered, focused only on John saving patients. I also like how it makes the Sheppard/Keller pairing work - for me, anyway - I know it won't be everyone's cup of tea. But for those willing to try a rarepair with Jen as a gentle dom, this is highly recommended.
He's not going to ask how Carson intends to apply it. He really doesn't want to know. But he can't help patting Rodney's shoulder on his way out and saying, "Hey, it's going to be all right," even though he knows it's a stupid thing to say.
As soon as he's said it, he expects Rodney to argue, and somehow it's worse when Rodney just says a resigned, "Thanks," like he's given up on arguing, too.
John stands there for a moment feeling helpless, then takes the coward's way out and leaves. But he can't keep himself from checking back in the next morning. He shows up just as Carson is talking to Rodney.
"Ah, Colonel, just the man I wanted to see," Carson says.
That doesn't sound good. "How's Dr. Brown doing?" John asks.
"Somewhat better," Carson says. "But I'm afraid the treatment wasn't as successful as I'd hoped."
John feels a crushing sense of disappointment and only then realizes how much he was expecting the damn thing to work like it had for Cadman. But maybe eyes are different than bruises. "Crap," he says. "Look, if there's anything I can do..."
"Actually, I believe there is," Carson says. He glances at Rodney, then back at John. "Perhaps we can discuss this somewhere a wee bit more private?"
John swallows, wondering for the first time if anyone's told Rodney. "Yeah, okay," he says, and follows Carson to his office. "So I guess it's not the magic bullet you were hoping for," John says.
"Actually," Carson says, "we don't know that yet. I'm afraid the problem may be the instability of the hormone outside the body. While I was able to measure a small amount of it in Dr. Brown's blood, it was nowhere near the level we saw in Lt. Cadman."
John frowns. "So what are you saying?"
"I believe the problem is in the delivery system," Carson says. "I'd like to see if a more direct approach will work better, if you're willing to give it a try."
John has a sudden very bad feeling. "What do you mean, more direct?"
"I mean direct personal contact between Dr. Brown's body and your own."
Jesus H. Christ. "You mean sex," John says bluntly.
