Don’t Tell by Seperis (NC17)
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Rec Category: McKay/Sheppard
Pairing: McKay/Sheppard
Category: Humor, Crack!Fic
Warning: Slash
Author on LJ:
seperis
Author's Website: Indulgence
Link: Don’t Tell
Why This Must Be Read:
And this is how you wake up married.
Hilarious! I absolutely adore Rodney in this and poor confused John. *g* Seriously, if you haven't already read Seperis' fics go read them all! Her John/Rodney fics are some of the best out there!
Excerpt:
Last night, John went to sleep with his--boyfriend? Apparently so--after extremely satisfying sex and perhaps, one might go so far as to say cuddling, though it's the Atlantean equivalent of winter and for some reason, Rodney's quarters are freakishly cold. There was some discussion of something involving particles and time loops, a short digression into C++ programming errors, and possible alternate alpha sites. Rodney had mentioned Zelenka and a biologist, or possibly, just biology, and right around the time John fell asleep, he could swear Rodney was making sad sounds about his cat. Again.
He's almost sure that this hadn't come up. Almost.
"So--you want to marry me because I put out?"
"You make it sound very, very cheap." Crossing his arms over his chest, Rodney frowns. "Drink your coffee."
John does, because, one, *coffee*, and two, he really, really needs to be awake for this. Finishing the cup in one inhale, John sets it carefully aside and tries to pull this together. Also, he wishes for his pants, because this discussion could really benefit from less in the way of nudity.
"It's logical," Rodney states, like John had asked for reasons, and John nods along, because frankly, it's just easier that way. "Obviously, we're headed in that direction, what with the dating, the sex, and the constant time spent together. We've only been actually engaged in sex for a few months, true, but it's not like at this point, we don't know each other well enough to be able to project the chances that we'll be able to continue a stable relationship. And honestly, this bed is too small, and with marriage, we can get Elizabeth to open up the larger quarters on the fourth deck. The ones with the view? Also, much nearer my lab."
It sounds--just maybe--like Rodney's in this for the real estate.
Pairing: McKay/Sheppard
Category: Humor, Crack!Fic
Warning: Slash
Author on LJ:
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Author's Website: Indulgence
Link: Don’t Tell
Why This Must Be Read:
And this is how you wake up married.
Hilarious! I absolutely adore Rodney in this and poor confused John. *g* Seriously, if you haven't already read Seperis' fics go read them all! Her John/Rodney fics are some of the best out there!
Excerpt:
Last night, John went to sleep with his--boyfriend? Apparently so--after extremely satisfying sex and perhaps, one might go so far as to say cuddling, though it's the Atlantean equivalent of winter and for some reason, Rodney's quarters are freakishly cold. There was some discussion of something involving particles and time loops, a short digression into C++ programming errors, and possible alternate alpha sites. Rodney had mentioned Zelenka and a biologist, or possibly, just biology, and right around the time John fell asleep, he could swear Rodney was making sad sounds about his cat. Again.
He's almost sure that this hadn't come up. Almost.
"So--you want to marry me because I put out?"
"You make it sound very, very cheap." Crossing his arms over his chest, Rodney frowns. "Drink your coffee."
John does, because, one, *coffee*, and two, he really, really needs to be awake for this. Finishing the cup in one inhale, John sets it carefully aside and tries to pull this together. Also, he wishes for his pants, because this discussion could really benefit from less in the way of nudity.
"It's logical," Rodney states, like John had asked for reasons, and John nods along, because frankly, it's just easier that way. "Obviously, we're headed in that direction, what with the dating, the sex, and the constant time spent together. We've only been actually engaged in sex for a few months, true, but it's not like at this point, we don't know each other well enough to be able to project the chances that we'll be able to continue a stable relationship. And honestly, this bed is too small, and with marriage, we can get Elizabeth to open up the larger quarters on the fourth deck. The ones with the view? Also, much nearer my lab."
It sounds--just maybe--like Rodney's in this for the real estate.