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Hold Hands and Try To Look Sincere by Minervacat (NC-17)
Fandom: STARGATE: ATLANTIS
Pairing: McKay/Sheppard
Length: 10,505 words
Author on LJ:
minervacat
Author Website: Stargate: Atlantis Fanfictions
Why this must be read:
Alright, this is mainly porn. But it's really good porn. And hilarious. Definitely needed after yesterday's more heavy fic.
In this fic, Rodney's a bit in denial, but John's able to bring him about to his way of thinking, all thanks to the aliens. Plus: timeshares. And sexual experience interviews. Who can resist?
When John got to Rodney's quarters, the door snapped open before he could raise his hand to knock (or to think the door open himself). Rodney was glowering in the doorway, laptop open on the desk behind him, coffee mug full of flowers in his hand. "For me, McKay?" John drawled. "You shouldn't have."
"Only in this godforsaken Galaxy could you find flowers that look like your hair," Rodney said, halfway between disgusted and amused. He thrust the mug into John's hands. "Thank you for coming to collect them, now go away."
"But I brought you flowers," John said, stifling a grin. He didn't sit around thinking up ways to drive Rodney up a wall - mostly because he didn't have to. It was just that easy, and invariably hilarious. No one had ever accused John of having a highbrow sense of humor, which he considered an advantage in Pegasus Galaxy. "I don't at least get a thank you? Canadians are not as polite as I've been lead to believe."
Hold Hands and Try To Look Sincere
Pairing: McKay/Sheppard
Length: 10,505 words
Author on LJ:
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Author Website: Stargate: Atlantis Fanfictions
Why this must be read:
Alright, this is mainly porn. But it's really good porn. And hilarious. Definitely needed after yesterday's more heavy fic.
In this fic, Rodney's a bit in denial, but John's able to bring him about to his way of thinking, all thanks to the aliens. Plus: timeshares. And sexual experience interviews. Who can resist?
When John got to Rodney's quarters, the door snapped open before he could raise his hand to knock (or to think the door open himself). Rodney was glowering in the doorway, laptop open on the desk behind him, coffee mug full of flowers in his hand. "For me, McKay?" John drawled. "You shouldn't have."
"Only in this godforsaken Galaxy could you find flowers that look like your hair," Rodney said, halfway between disgusted and amused. He thrust the mug into John's hands. "Thank you for coming to collect them, now go away."
"But I brought you flowers," John said, stifling a grin. He didn't sit around thinking up ways to drive Rodney up a wall - mostly because he didn't have to. It was just that easy, and invariably hilarious. No one had ever accused John of having a highbrow sense of humor, which he considered an advantage in Pegasus Galaxy. "I don't at least get a thank you? Canadians are not as polite as I've been lead to believe."
Hold Hands and Try To Look Sincere