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Just a little thing I wrote in about 20 min for mcsmooch
Keeping with Tradition
“I can’t believe you’re just going to blindly accept this.”
Sheppard shrugged. “Hey, tradition’s tradition.”
“Yeah, well, you don’t have to look so smug about it.”
“Who me?” he feigned innocence.
Rodney stabbed a finger in his chest. Hard.
“Just so you know, this doesn’t make me anything like those stupid alien priestesses that fawn all over you.”
“Thought never even crossed my mind.” Thoroughly amused, Sheppard just smiled and patted his arm.
“Oh, for God’s sake, just do it already.” Radek called out exasperatedly all the way from the other side of the lab.
“Fine.” Rodney growled out and with that reached up and pulled Sheppard down for a quick peck on the lips.
The lab erupted in a cacophony of whistles, catcalls and laughter.
Pulling back, Rodney looked at him expectantly. “Satisfied?”
Sheppard raised an eyebrow. “You call that a kiss McKay?”
Extremely offended, Rodney was just about to give him a piece of his mind, but before he could even protest, John grabbed him and pulled him tightly to his own body, close enough to feel all the heat radiating off of it and kissed him more intensely and passionately than he’d ever been kissed before in his life.
When they finally broke apart, everyone in the lab was cheering, possibly even louder than before and both of them were now completely flushed and panting.
“Now that's how it’s done.”
Rodney looked up at John to see him flash a grin he’d never seen before-one that promised so much more and it was then he decided that maybe mistletoe wasn’t such a silly tradition after all.
-end-
Now to get back to my 45784390543 essays and studying for finals. *dies*
Keeping with Tradition
“I can’t believe you’re just going to blindly accept this.”
Sheppard shrugged. “Hey, tradition’s tradition.”
“Yeah, well, you don’t have to look so smug about it.”
“Who me?” he feigned innocence.
Rodney stabbed a finger in his chest. Hard.
“Just so you know, this doesn’t make me anything like those stupid alien priestesses that fawn all over you.”
“Thought never even crossed my mind.” Thoroughly amused, Sheppard just smiled and patted his arm.
“Oh, for God’s sake, just do it already.” Radek called out exasperatedly all the way from the other side of the lab.
“Fine.” Rodney growled out and with that reached up and pulled Sheppard down for a quick peck on the lips.
The lab erupted in a cacophony of whistles, catcalls and laughter.
Pulling back, Rodney looked at him expectantly. “Satisfied?”
Sheppard raised an eyebrow. “You call that a kiss McKay?”
Extremely offended, Rodney was just about to give him a piece of his mind, but before he could even protest, John grabbed him and pulled him tightly to his own body, close enough to feel all the heat radiating off of it and kissed him more intensely and passionately than he’d ever been kissed before in his life.
When they finally broke apart, everyone in the lab was cheering, possibly even louder than before and both of them were now completely flushed and panting.
“Now that's how it’s done.”
Rodney looked up at John to see him flash a grin he’d never seen before-one that promised so much more and it was then he decided that maybe mistletoe wasn’t such a silly tradition after all.
-end-
Now to get back to my 45784390543 essays and studying for finals. *dies*