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31 July 2005 @ 07:00 am
Tantrums and Fluffy Towels 1/1
Author: darkhavens
Title: Tantrums and Fluffy Towels 1/1
Pairing: Sheppard/McKay of Stargate Atlantis
Rating: PG-13ish
Words: 721
Archive: yes
Feedback/Concrit: darkhavens @ slashverse.com
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
Summary: Rodney needs a break and a new towel.
Notes: Written for koshi700's Picture Challenge, and because kyrieane wanted me to do something besides drabble in this fandom.


Tantrums and Fluffy Towels

The first time John asked, Rodney said no. He was much too busy for any such frivolities. People's lives, the survival of the city, was on his shoulders, and he couldn't just brush that off to go and lie on a beach somewhere.

But John kept asking, knocking down the straw men Rodney used as his defence. No free time? Overworked. Busy? Overtired. Not much of a one for suntans? Paler than the Wraith!

Rodney heard them all and never faltered until Weir stepped in and ordered him to take a whole day off.




The two-fold, stubborn silence in the jumper was electric. Every tiny movement seemed to hum with unspent ire. The flight took only minutes, from the city to the landmass, just enough to crank their tension up another notch.

Once they'd landed - not as smooth as usual, Rodney noted - John grabbed the pack and headed out across the rolling dunes. Rodney followed, slower, much less confident on angled sand, adding this indignity to the ever-growing list.

They stomped along in silence, almost - but for Rodney's cursing - until they hit the patch of rock-strewn beach John must have had in mind. There he dropped the pack, kicked off his boots and started stripping, all without a single look in Rodney's stunned direction.

A minute, two at most, and he was chest deep in the ocean, a hedonistic smile upon his face. One single brief, but intense, look at Rodney, and he dove, pale slim buttocks flashing at the sky before they sank.

Rodney glared and lowered himself carefully to the sand, trying not to let the foul stuff in to scratch his skin. He hoped the major wouldn't be too long.




Half an hour later he was bored out of his skull. He'd even tried to write a few equations in the too fine sand. But nothing could distract him from the glowing mental picture of a stripped down Major Sheppard in the sun.

Reluctantly, and sure he'd been manipulated shamelessly, Rodney peeled away the layers of scientist and geek. His skin was pale, but not as white as Wraith as John well knew, but pale enough to need a liberal coat of some protection - a tube of which he'd happened to pick up as he was leaving, one he never thought he'd really use.

So, naked, and exposed to every element and passing eye, Rodney stood and shuffled for a while before surrendering. Dammit, John had known he'd win, and, really, so had Rodney, but still they had to play their stupid game.

After one last pause to check the EpiPen was visible, Rodney turned and ran into the sea.




The rock was sun-warmed, hard beneath the fluffy giant towel, and Rodney felt the last remaining tension drain away. He snuggled closer into John's embrace and hummed contentedly, sighing as strong fingers combed his salty, sea-damp hair.

"Okay, yes, I admit, this was a good idea. I could feel my spine unkinking as I swam. I'm even quite inclined to let you off for setting Weir on me, even though you know it was completely underhand. The swim was good, the food was great, the sex was, well, the usual. I lose a few more brain cells to the cause each time I come. But the best thing of the day has got to be this two-man towel. You have to tell me where and how you got it. Are there more? If I could dress my bed with these I'd actually use it. Athosian linen's too harsh on my skin and Government Issue stinks. So? Where and when and how and... How much did it cost? Did you sell your body to some cotton farmer's daughter?"

John leaned in and silenced Rodney's ramble with a kiss, pleased to have his vocal, vibrant lover back again.

"While you were in the temple helping priests translate the holy books, I was checking out the goods for trade on PX-J23. I bartered for the towel; they're used as bathhouse robes and blankets. I gave the village elders Halling's recipe for 'tea'. The first consignment's due about a month from now, you're on the list. But until then you'll have to share with me."

Rodney figured there were much worse fates in life than sharing towels.
 
ex_kyrieane267 on July 31st, 2005 06:06 am (UTC)
*worships*

Fantastic! I love this!!!

*does the dance of the enabler*
darkhavens: rodney who's sleeping w john [literati]darkhavens on July 31st, 2005 06:11 am (UTC)
*smooches you* Thank you, darlin'.

You dance that dance very well. Had professional training? *g*
Winterwinter_rogue on July 31st, 2005 06:15 am (UTC)
Did you sell your body to some cotton farmer's daughter?"


*gigglesnort* i can just see this :D
darkhavens: shep intense passion [literati]darkhavens on July 31st, 2005 06:23 am (UTC)
Thanks! :D

I think Rodney might complain about John trading personal favours for that towel, but it is a lovely towel. Big enough to sleep under, wonderfully fluffy... He might not complain too loudly. *g*
koshi700koshi700 on July 31st, 2005 07:02 am (UTC)
Squeees and flails around. Three! Three I say! Three stories in one day from the pics. Ahhhhh, life doesn't get any better. You did a fantastic job, I love this story. I'm so glad you chose to use the towel pic, it was my favorite of the two. I bow and give the proper worship. ;-) Thanks for answering the challenge
darkhavens: shep rodney naked now [literati]darkhavens on July 31st, 2005 07:16 am (UTC)
Thanks. :D

Tis a lovely picture - two men, one big fluffy towel and a sea view - rife with possibilities. *g*
Sam: Angel by memoimoietmoi on July 31st, 2005 09:24 am (UTC)
Awww, that was cute! I loved the Rodney babble in the last one!
darkhavens: rodney are you wearing it major [literatdarkhavens on August 2nd, 2005 05:24 am (UTC)
Thanks!

John whisked Rodney off to the beach because he was missing the Rodney babble. He knew Rodney needed to wind down and relax and did what was necessary. :D
Explicit Adult Content? You're soaking in it!yin_again on July 31st, 2005 12:12 pm (UTC)
glowing mental picture of a stripped down Major Sheppard in the sun.

What a wonderful image to wake up to! This was too cute!
darkhavens: mcshep make us [literati]darkhavens on August 2nd, 2005 05:25 am (UTC)
Thanks!

I should have made Rodney take his camera so we could have all shared in the glory of that image. *g*
This journal is all about MEshiny_starlight on July 31st, 2005 02:57 pm (UTC)
Love this!!!! Its so cute seeing them a sa couple.

Sneaky john!
darkhavens: mcshep towed [literati]darkhavens on August 2nd, 2005 05:26 am (UTC)
Thanks!

And yes, John was sneaky but it did the trick! He got his babblicious Rodney back. :D
and that is not how I'm introducing myself: bootsremey on July 31st, 2005 08:31 pm (UTC)
ooo, nummy!!
darkhavens: shep fly me [literati]darkhavens on August 2nd, 2005 05:27 am (UTC)
Hee! Thanks. :D
I am Derek's vocal eyebrows: js; wet [me]literati on July 31st, 2005 11:38 pm (UTC)
::squee::

that is all.
darkhavens: rodney who's sleeping w john [literati]darkhavens on August 2nd, 2005 05:27 am (UTC)
Hee! *smooches you*
Sandysp23 on August 1st, 2005 02:52 am (UTC)
I loved that picture and this story is the perfect accompaniment.
darkhavens: shep intense passion [literati]darkhavens on August 2nd, 2005 05:28 am (UTC)
Thanks!

The picture is gorgeous, and I really would love one of those towels. :D