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Title: Seven SGA Smooches
Author: [personal profile] danceswithgary
Pairing: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard
Rating: G to PG-13
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Word Count: 7 x100
Summary: A set of unrelated drabbles written to prompts for [livejournal.com profile] sga_smooch.



1. For [livejournal.com profile] hildejohanne
Prompt: John/Rodney golf and kittehs!

Shanked

"I've been looking forward to this....The hell? Rodney!"

"Yes, yes, I'm coming.... You bellowed?"

"Look at this!"

"Your golf bag? Your very shiny clubs? You'll have to be more specific, John."

"No, this! Your damn cat chewed a hole in it and stole all my tees!"

"You're lucky he didn't leave a hairball in exchange."

"I knew picking up your cat early was a mistake."

"Come on, lighten up. You can buy more at the golf course. Tell you what, come over to this nice big bed and get comfortable. I'll make it up to.... Ouch!"

"What?"

"Found the tees."



2. For [livejournal.com profile] sexycazzy
Prompt: John/Rodney gentle kisses

Just Breathe

Rodney hadn't wanted anything close to his face while he was still wheezing, especially not John's face or lips after Carson had left them alone. When Rodney finally slept, John scooted his chair closer, then gave into his own needs. Ignoring the sour metallic tang of exhausted snores, John leaned in to press a kiss to the corner of Rodney's slightly open mouth, careful about obstructing Rodney's airflow, thankful the thin lips were no longer tinted blue.

Back in his chair, his fingers on Rodney's pulse, John counted breaths and beats, unable to forget when the sum had equaled zero.



3. For [livejournal.com profile] paraoptimistic
Prompt: John/Rodney stressed out!

Attention!

"You! Get that workstation cleaned up now!"

"McKay, I need to see you in your office. Now."

"Well, what is it, Colonel? I'm very busy...."

"The door is closed. You can call me John."

"All right, John, what's so important an hour before Sam arrives?"

"You've made it quite clear this past week that nothing is more important than her."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Never mind, Rodney. I've got work of my own to do before the SGC inspection."

"You can't just.... Oh."

"Yeah. Oh."

"I've never kissed her for real. Not like this."

"Good. Keep it that way."



4. For [livejournal.com profile] trobadora
Prompt: John/Rodney, beer on the pier :)

Flip Top

"Sorry! Must have shaken them on the way here. Here, let me...."

Trying to use the tail of his plaid shirt to mop up the beer he'd just sprayed all over the arm of Rodney's jacket, John forced himself to ignore the scent of body-warmed leather as he leaned in. Rodney attempted some mopping of his own, until their hands tangled and then stilled, as did Rodney's sputtering protests.

"It's not mine anyway, Arthur."

John had deliberately let that go, until now. Closing the distance between their lips, he smiled into a tentative kiss.

"Maybe you should take it off."



5. For [livejournal.com profile] davincis_girl
Prompt: Rodney/John, coffee withdrawal

Not-So-Busy Bee

"I know the Athosian's call it 'stout' tea, but it just isn't cutting it." Rodney pressed the heels of his hands into his eyes and rubbed, groaning, "I haven't had a headache this bad since my last concussion."

"You need to relax." John sat on the bed, pulling Rodney over so that his head was resting on John's shoulder. While rubbing the back of Rodney's neck, John also dropped soft kisses into Rodney's wispy hair. "All this tension in your muscles isn't helping."

Rodney sighed into John's shirt. "Better than caffeine. Don't stop for at least two more days, okay?"



6. For [livejournal.com profile] qzee
Prompt: John/Rodney Fading Memories

Overwritten

Nights past, resting under foreign skies, John would recall certain touches and kisses to help him fall asleep. Although they were ofttimes erotic - leading to a hushed, concealed release - most of the time he merely needed the soothing warmth of remembered hands and lips to banish harsh reality for a few short hours.

Now, in another galaxy, each kiss received from the soft lips of a crooked mouth, every caress from broad, strong hands, erases a memory, replacing dimmed history with a brighter present. John trusts they won't be needed anymore, believing the promises whispered into the night.




7. For [personal profile] rellan
Prompt: John/Rodney after DADT goes the way of the dodo, an average Atlantis day with no world shattering crisis.

Just Another Day in Paradise

"Hey, buddy. Ready for lunch?"

Rodney looked up from his tablet and scowled in John's direction. "I'm right in the middle..." He interrupted himself with a sigh. "...of nothing that's close to functional."

John offered a hand up that Rodney accepted with a quiet groan. "Radek, we need better chairs for the labs."

"You say that every time, and yet, no chairs have appeared," was Radek's exasperated retort.

Grinning at Radek, John wrapped an arm around Rodney's shoulders and squeezed. "You prefer the nightly massages, anyway."

"You've figured me out." Rodney turned his head to snatch a quick kiss. "Lunch?"



Notes: Written for [livejournal.com profile] sga_smooch.

Standard Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters herein. The characters of Rodney McKay and John Sheppard as well as any supporting characters are the property of their creators and MGM Television/Sony Pictures Television/Associated Production Companies. Any deviation (or deviant behavior) from the originals, however, is mine.

Feedback is both welcome and appreciated.





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