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The other day was the anniversary of my Grandad's death and I was going to post this then.  I started writing when I was very young and my Grandad was always there to encourage me. He would always manage to sneak a look at my latest project, even when I didn't want anyone reading it, and I hated it because it was too much like someone reading your diary.  Anyway, this is for him, for encouraging me even when I didn't want him to.


Title: Like Candy from a Baby
Fandom: Stargate: Atlantis
Pairing: John/Rodney
Rating: PG13? Nothing explicit, one naughty word
Word Count: 925 
Spoilers: None

Authors Notes:  A brief moment between John and Rodney.  Short and fluffy, and kind of pointless (though [personal profile] chase_acow ensures me it's not).  Beta'd at incredibly short notice by the wonderful [personal profile] chase_acow
Comments and constructive criticism more than welcome, as always.  It's possible that the title makes sense to only me.

Summary: "You slept with him!"


Like Candy from a Baby


“I liked Antarctica,” John told Rodney, again.  He ran his fingers through the drying fluids on his stomach hoping it would distract Rodney from a conversation Rodney dragged up at least once a week, as if drawn by some magnetic force.

Right,” Rodney snorted, “and I want to go back to Russia.”

John rolled his eyes.

Really,” he insisted, turning his head on the pillow to look at Rodney, sprawled beside him.

When Rodney turned to look at John, his eyebrows were scrunched together.  “Why?”

John shrugged, bare shoulders rubbing against rumpled sheets.

“It was quiet.  I got to fly,” he paused, “I got along with my C.O.”

That last was probably due to the fact that, in general, Antarctica wasn’t all that dangerous – no enemy combatants, no gunfire, no bombs....

Rodney was staring at him.

“What?”  John asked.

“You slept with him!”

John tensed.  What?”

“Your C.O.  I can’t believe you slept with your commanding officer!”

John’s hand twitched against his stomach before he could still himself.  He figured this was when he should start denying everything.   Instead he shrugged, and tried to look disinterested.  He’d long since given up trying to follow Rodney’s logical progressions.

“I didn’t think you were that type.”   Rodney was fidgeting on his own narrow strip of bed, his right hand picking at the sheet a careful distance from John’s thigh.

“What type?”  John asked, frowning at the ceiling because Rodney called him `Kirk` all the time.

“The type to further their career though sex.  You know I have no influence in who the military promote, right?  You’d have been better off with Elizabeth.”  John felt heat rising high on his cheeks and in the tips of his ears.  Embarrassment mingled with resentment.  He brushed both feelings aside with a blink.

“It wasn’t like that.  Hadley was the first C.O. to treat me decently since the academy; I didn’t want to mess it up.”

Rodney rolled suddenly onto his side, propping himself on an elbow, his face hovering so close to John’s that John struggled to focus.  When he did, John could tell Rodney’s brain was doing that hopping thing again.

“So,” Rodney’s expression was pinched, “you fucked him because he would have made your life difficult otherwise.  You know one of the reasons the military tries to keep sex out of the chain of command is because of dubious consent.”

John blinked and thought it through, his mind catching up with a jolt.

“Hey!  No!  It wasn’t like that either!”  He would have sat up if Rodney hadn’t been hovering so close.

“Oh,” Rodney was indignant, “so I just imagined you saying that-“

“Look,” John interrupted before Rodney got a really good rant going, and maybe suggest that he visit Heightmeyer, “he was attractive enough, and there wasn’t much else to do.  Plus,” he grinned up at Rodney, hoping to regain the light-hearted post-coitus mood of earlier, “regular sex.”

Rodney didn’t seem convinced.  John sighed.

“There isn’t much opportunity to `fall in love` with men in the military, Rodney.  Women are hard enough, but men...I took what I could get.  There was no,” he scowled, “dubious consent, it was a...a mutually beneficial agreement.”

Unfortunately, Rodney had gone from looking at him like John was some innocent in need of protection, to looking pissed.  John wished he could just give up, roll over and go to sleep, but with Rodney, that was never an option.

“So what am I?”  Rodney asked.

John frowned.

“Am I just handy?  An easy lay?  Because that’s fine!”

His eyes were wide, more white than blue and John could see the pulse beat in Rodney’s throat.  The frantic pace made John’s breath catch and stick as Rodney swung his legs over the side of the bed.  Rodney dragged the sheet with him, bunching it around his waist. 

Atlantis’ air-conditioning was cool against John’s sweat damp skin.

“There’s no need to bother with all the other stuff.  I mean sex is sex!”  John could see the frantic movement of Rodney’s hands, wild and uncoordinated, even past his broad shoulders.

Oh, John smiled slowly, this was good.  He could fix this.

“Rodney,” John propped himself on an elbow, facing Rodney’s back.  He reached out and trailed his fingers across the bare expanse of skin, tracing the bumps of Rodney’s spine.  “You are the most complicated, inconvenient, difficult person I’ve ever met.  If I wanted easy, you’d be the last person on my list.”

John hadn’t even had a list.  The last thing he’d been thinking of when he walked though a wormhole on a one-way trip to another galaxy, had been sex.  Of any sort.  But Rodney - Rodney had been there, standing beside him - ready to take on the galaxy even if most of the time he’d been terrified, and suddenly there had been a list. 

Rodney’s was the only name on it.

Rodney looked over his shoulder, throwing a glare at John.

“Once again, I don’t know whether to be flattered or insulted.”

John’s grin got wider, and he wrapped his hand around Rodney’s hip.  He pressed his thumb hard into the fleshy part at the small of Rodney’s back.  Rodney groaned and leaned into the touch.  John leaned forward and pressed his lips against the curve of Rodney’s spine, a short, firm kiss, and pulled back, nose brushing against Rodney’s soft skin.

“I don’t want easy, McKay."

 

End
 

 

love love love

Date: 2007-09-03 06:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] belladonnaf66.livejournal.com
what a great story- 'cause how true! Rodney easy? Hardly.

Re: love love love

Date: 2007-09-03 06:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] saffie-lew.livejournal.com
Thanks, so happy it feels true to you. I love my Rodney's complicated.

Date: 2007-09-03 06:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zinfic.livejournal.com
This story put a huge smile on my face :D Rodney with his doubts and John fixing it, and so much *love*!

I really needed some cheering up today, so thank you!

Date: 2007-09-03 06:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] saffie-lew.livejournal.com
Thanks.

I'm glad I cheered you up. I wanted to write something happy.

Date: 2007-09-03 07:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] crownglass39.livejournal.com
This is lovely!

Date: 2007-09-03 08:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] saffie-lew.livejournal.com
Thank you!

Date: 2007-09-03 08:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mangst.livejournal.com
Loved it. :) And poor John, what a mine field of a conversation that was, from "I liked Antarctica" to "so what am I too you?" ;p

Date: 2007-09-03 08:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] saffie-lew.livejournal.com
Thanks, I'm really glad you loved it. It just shows that you should never have a conversation with Rodney Mckay.

Date: 2007-09-03 08:46 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] nakedwesley.livejournal.com
I love Rodney's mood swings and indignance at being 'used' for 'just sex' and how John knows just how to fix things. Very sweet.

Date: 2007-09-03 09:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] saffie-lew.livejournal.com
Indignant! Rodney! He was not indignant! He was fine with it! ;)

Thanks for the review. I wish I had a John to fix me, I'd break myself on purpose, and now you have me thinking about John's hands.

Date: 2007-09-04 11:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] saffie-lew.livejournal.com
p.s. I love your icon.

Date: 2007-09-04 03:35 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] nakedwesley.livejournal.com
Thanks! *g*

Date: 2007-09-03 08:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] burntcopper.livejournal.com
Oh, *happy sigh*. 'I don't want easy' is probably up there with 'as you wish' and 'good enough for me' in non-declarations of the four-letter word. :melts:

Excuse me, must whappity Mckay for the paranoid freakouts. Yet again.

Date: 2007-09-03 09:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] saffie-lew.livejournal.com
I am offended on Rodney's behalf! He is not paranoid, all of his freakouts are reasonable and justified. :D

Thanks for the review. I love John's non-declarations of love, like *that* moment in `Tao of Rodney`.

Date: 2007-09-03 10:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] talimenios79.livejournal.com
What a cute story. Rodney and John were just so them. Hee

Date: 2007-09-03 10:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] saffie-lew.livejournal.com
Thanks, I'm glad you liked it.

Date: 2007-09-03 11:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillwaters11.livejournal.com
I like that John could pull the conversation back under control and find a way to derail Rodney's rant. And it's so true that Rodney is hardly easy and that's probably what John likes best about him. :)

Date: 2007-09-04 11:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] saffie-lew.livejournal.com
I don't know about John, but that's what I like best about him. Thanks for the review.

Date: 2007-09-04 10:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sulien77.livejournal.com
Ha! So in character for both of them. Loved this. *grin*

And I'm wishing I hadn't come looking at your stories at this hour when I'm tired and want just one little something to sleep on, because these are like the good, buttery, salty popcorn...ain't no such thing as 'just one'!

Date: 2007-09-04 11:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] saffie-lew.livejournal.com
I love you so much. Seriously, you are the best reviewer ever. You're very good for my ego. Unfortunately, or fortunately if you're tired, I don't have much posted yet, but I'm working on many things {mysterious music}. I hope they get recieved as well as this.

Date: 2008-04-02 09:16 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] ariadne83.livejournal.com
I love the way they tease each other in this. The last line made me laugh out loud
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