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Ichneumonidae by
havocthecat [NC-17]
Rec Category: Elizabeth Weir
Pairing: Evan Lorne/Elizabeth Weir/John Sheppard, John Sheppard/Elizabeth Weir
Category: Dark, Threesome, AU, Implied Noncon/Aliens Made Them Do It, Sheppard/Weir, Sheppard/Weir/Lorne
Warning: non-con/aliens made them do it, dark, sexual situations
Author on LJ:
havocthecat
Author's Website: Fanfic Archieve Index
Link: Ichneumonidae
Why This Must Be Read: Another
havocthecat fic, but completely different in tone and personality than the last one. This fic is based on a twist on "Conversion," wherein not only did John fail to get cured, but he infects Elizabeth as well, and things spiral out of control from there on out. It's warped and hot, and the language of the text is unique and perfect for the story it's telling.
It's entirely too good for her to end it with this one-shot. There's talk of an on-going series, and I hope
havocthecat makes it a reality. *g*
"You're hurt," he'd said, taking her arms gently and turning them over, his thumb rubbing across one the gashes and smearing blood on her forearm. She met his gaze, her own expression full of resolve, and something flared in his eyes. He brought his palm up to his mouth, inhaling deeply, and then, lightning quick, he'd gashed teeth she'd never noticed had grown sharper against his palm, tongue flickering out delicately to lick at his wound, then clamping onto Elizabeth's arm hard, almost bruising her.
Elizabeth had wrenched herself free, stepping back and cradling her arm against her red shirt as John stared at her triumphantly. "I'll wait," he'd said, his voice rough in the dark room.
Elizabeth had felt the sharp sting of adrenaline flushing through her system. "That's how you were infected. Saliva and blood."
Pairing: Evan Lorne/Elizabeth Weir/John Sheppard, John Sheppard/Elizabeth Weir
Category: Dark, Threesome, AU, Implied Noncon/Aliens Made Them Do It, Sheppard/Weir, Sheppard/Weir/Lorne
Warning: non-con/aliens made them do it, dark, sexual situations
Author on LJ:
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Author's Website: Fanfic Archieve Index
Link: Ichneumonidae
Why This Must Be Read: Another
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It's entirely too good for her to end it with this one-shot. There's talk of an on-going series, and I hope
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"You're hurt," he'd said, taking her arms gently and turning them over, his thumb rubbing across one the gashes and smearing blood on her forearm. She met his gaze, her own expression full of resolve, and something flared in his eyes. He brought his palm up to his mouth, inhaling deeply, and then, lightning quick, he'd gashed teeth she'd never noticed had grown sharper against his palm, tongue flickering out delicately to lick at his wound, then clamping onto Elizabeth's arm hard, almost bruising her.
Elizabeth had wrenched herself free, stepping back and cradling her arm against her red shirt as John stared at her triumphantly. "I'll wait," he'd said, his voice rough in the dark room.
Elizabeth had felt the sharp sting of adrenaline flushing through her system. "That's how you were infected. Saliva and blood."