Unearthed by pierson (NC-17)

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Hey, I'm your friendly reccer for Radek Zelenka this month! :)

Rec Category: Radek Zelenka
Pairing: Carson Beckett/Radek Zelenka
Category: First Time, Friendship, Character Study
Warning: Slash
Author on LJ: pierson
Author's Website: Infinite Passions
Link: Unearthed

Why This Must Be Read: pierson is probably one of the best writers in SGA fandom. Her writing is lush, poetic, and her characterizations of the characters are always dead-on. "Unearthed" is no exception. At a little over 9,000 words, this story is a lovely look at the development of Radek and Carson's relationship during a trip over to the mainland, with a wonderful, sensual first time.



The field swarms with men and women, stripped down to as much as modesty allows, and Carson thinks Athosian modesty allows much compared to that of humans, because good lord, there's quite a lot of bare tanned skin amongst them. The Marines have kept on their BDUs and boots, but most of them have stripped off tee shirts in deference to the heat, and the sun glistens in the sweat slicking muscular backs and shoulders. It's a lovely, inspiring sight, one to fuel many a wanking session, but he doesn't let his gaze linger. Carson's mouth feels suddenly dry again, and he drinks once more.

In the midst of them stands Radek, uniform shirt sleeves pushed up, hands waving as he talks with Dr. Parrish from Botany, who looks just as animated. Carson knows they've been here three days working on the irrigation project; before they'd left for the mainland, he'd seen Radek in the mess hall, busily sketching between bites, attention focused wholly on the problem. Although they haven't yet found an elusive ZPM, Parrish and Major Lorne have brought back a wheat analog from one of their away missions and an almost-corn from another, and Parrish had thought it would work for the Athosians, if they had sufficient moisture. Elizabeth had presented the problem to Radek, who'd tackled it with enthusiasm. Carson has to admit that the thought of bread, fresh from the oven and hot ears of something-like-corn slathered in butter, is a great incentive.

With this many backs bent to the task, to his untrained eyes, it looks close to completion. He sees Radek turn and spot him, raising a hand in greeting, and Carson waves in return. Radek begins to pick his way over and around piles of dirt and ditches. He stops to listen to something one of the Athosians says, and Carson hears him laugh; the free and easy sound tugs at something in his chest, but he pushes that away with the ease of long experience.