The Trouble with Endothermia by crysothemis (NC-17)

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Hi! I'm iamtheenemy, and I'll be reccing Stargate Atlantis fic this month. I'm excited about getting to rec some of my favorite stories for you guys.

Fandom: STARGATE ATLANTIS
Pairing: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard
Author on LJ: crysothemis
Length: ~12,000 words
Author Website: Chez Crys
Why this must be read:

I love fic where one character is oblivious to the feelings of another character, and Rodney's character is made for that, being so bad with people. There's some great pining, and the sex is really hot. Plus, it doesn't look like crysothemis has been recced here at all for SGA, and I think that's a travesty. So overall, I think that this is a great rec to kick off the month!

"Um, no, I mean, not in the field or anything. I was speaking . . . purely theoretically. But the theory is perfectly sound. Sleeping in a plastic bag, even a shiny plastic bag, is not going to prevent us from leaching heat into whatever surface is on the other side of that plastic, and I don't know about you, but I'm not so good at sleeping standing up."

Sheppard's mouth twitched. "Look, I'm not saying it'll be comfortable, but it's better than nothing." He smoothed the last piece of tape, pocketed the roll, and laid the plastic on the bench next to Rodney, then bent and started to untie his shoes.

"Wait, wait." There was something Rodney was missing here. "If that's mine, where's yours?"

Sheppard didn't even look up, just kept on taking off his boots. "We're sharing."

"What?" This time his voice did crack. "Is there something I'm missing here? Because we're not . . . this isn't . . ."

"You're the one worrying about surface area," Sheppard said calmly, unbuckling his belt and holster and placing them in the back corner of the bunk next to his P90.

Right, well, it wouldn't be a problem if it hadn't been for the damn chocolate. "I'm just . . . really not sure this is a good idea."

The Trouble with Endothermia