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Claim: Stargate Atlantis: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Title: Abstain
Author: resonant(![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
resonant8)
Characters: John/Rodney
Prompt: 46 - Reccer's Choice
Rating: Mature
Length: epic
Brief summary: For Reccer's Choices, I decided to go with stories I consider to be 'comfort reading': stories that I find emotionally satisfying when read again, and again, and again. The first of these is Abstain, resonant's fun and sensual story that turns the 'Aliens Made Them Do It' cliche on its ear, so it becomes 'the one where there Aliens Make Them Not Have Sex.'
The dialog snaps, the characterization is spot-on -- Rodney's over-confidence, and John's laid-back nature at the fore -- the alien culture is interesting, and the description can be hilarious.
John ate as slowly as he could. The card game was probably not going to hold McKay's attention for long, and they had a lot of time to fill. But there was only so much time you could spend lingering over a big cup of soup and some bread.
McKay gobbled his dinner in five minutes and spent another five staring at John while he ate his. Then he picked up one of the fruits from the bowl and dropped it hastily.
"What?" John picked up the fruit, which looked a lot like a nectarine. He turned it over. The blossom end was flushed deep pink and covered with a ring of little bumps. "Great. Fruit with nipples."
McKay was going through the rest of the bowl. He wordlessly held up something shaped like a peach, which looked even more obscene than a peach usually did because the skin in the cleft was split, revealing dark-red flesh.
The next fruit he picked up was fairly normal-looking, the color of a plum and the shape of an apple. He examined it all over, as if he expected it to have dirty graffiti on it; when nothing jumped out at him, he took a bite.
It made a loud, wet, juicy X-rated noise. McKay froze with his teeth halfway into the fruit. Then he very carefully removed it from his mouth and put it back on the table.
By unspoken agreement, they left the elongated fruits alone.
Link to the story: Abstain
Claim: Stargate Atlantis: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Title: Abstain
Author: resonant(
resonant8)Characters: John/Rodney
Prompt: 46 - Reccer's Choice
Rating: Mature
Length: epic
Brief summary: For Reccer's Choices, I decided to go with stories I consider to be 'comfort reading': stories that I find emotionally satisfying when read again, and again, and again. The first of these is Abstain, resonant's fun and sensual story that turns the 'Aliens Made Them Do It' cliche on its ear, so it becomes 'the one where there Aliens Make Them Not Have Sex.'
The dialog snaps, the characterization is spot-on -- Rodney's over-confidence, and John's laid-back nature at the fore -- the alien culture is interesting, and the description can be hilarious.
John ate as slowly as he could. The card game was probably not going to hold McKay's attention for long, and they had a lot of time to fill. But there was only so much time you could spend lingering over a big cup of soup and some bread.
McKay gobbled his dinner in five minutes and spent another five staring at John while he ate his. Then he picked up one of the fruits from the bowl and dropped it hastily.
"What?" John picked up the fruit, which looked a lot like a nectarine. He turned it over. The blossom end was flushed deep pink and covered with a ring of little bumps. "Great. Fruit with nipples."
McKay was going through the rest of the bowl. He wordlessly held up something shaped like a peach, which looked even more obscene than a peach usually did because the skin in the cleft was split, revealing dark-red flesh.
The next fruit he picked up was fairly normal-looking, the color of a plum and the shape of an apple. He examined it all over, as if he expected it to have dirty graffiti on it; when nothing jumped out at him, he took a bite.
It made a loud, wet, juicy X-rated noise. McKay froze with his teeth halfway into the fruit. Then he very carefully removed it from his mouth and put it back on the table.
By unspoken agreement, they left the elongated fruits alone.
Link to the story: Abstain
