In Response to Sateda...
Not that I didn't absolutely love this episode, because I did and it was fabulous, but... um... Kavan Smith... yeah he was supposed to be in it. He's credited for it at IMDb and at Gateworld and he was mysteriously absent. In his stead was this guy. Now I don't know him and he certainly isn't ugly. yeah like SGA would have anyone who was ugly... and also, not nearly as hot as Kavan Smith And he was okay, but where's my Major Lorne? Come on, seriously guys, you can't just distract people with another Major and then not say where Major Lorne is when really he's the one that should have been all gung ho on the save John Sheppard and Co mission. And I was jeeped out of a Rodney/Lorne scene. This does not amuse. So fic had to be written.
Title: Down Time
Fandom: SGA
Characters: Rodney/Lorne... just the guys
Prompt: Fixed
Word Count: 1,185
Rating: PG-13 because there's excessive use of ass and then there's sickeningly sweet fluff
Summary: Lorne comes back from a mission to find that Rodney's injured
Author's Notes: Spoilers for 3x04 Sateda
“Hey babe I’m back. How’s everything… going.”
Lorne looks at the sight in front of him and frowns. Rodney’s lying on his stomach on the floor with his laptop in front of him and he’s typing away, frustration clear on his face.
“What are you doing?” Lorne asks as he looks down at Rodney.
“Trying to get some work done. My ass is killing me. Oh and don’t call me babe.”
Lorne rolls his eyes and starts to take off his equipment. He takes off his vest and throws it to the floor. He already checked his gun in with the armory before he went to Rodney’s place and made sure Colonel Sheppard didn’t have any duties for him as well.
“Anxious for the down time, Major.” Colonel Sheppard had said with a gleam in his eye.
“It was a pretty rough mission, sir. Though, from what I’ve been hearing, not nearly as rough as yours.”
“Hmm… yeah, well, it was pretty hard. McKay may never recover.” Sheppard had said with a meaningful look in his eye.
“Well, that’s just terrible for Rodney.” Lorne had said before rushing over to Rodney’s room.
“Your ass looks pretty okay to me.”
“Huh, no one told you.”
“Nope. Pretty much rushed over here as fast as I could. Didn’t really stop to talk with anyone. Now, what’s the matter with your ass?”
“Well, yours truly was shot with an arrow in the ass by another bunch of crossbow wielding savages.”
Lorne snorts because that’s just a little too funny. He tries to stop himself from laughing, but it’s no use. Rodney already heard him and is glaring up at him, eyes narrow and jaw set.
“Oh, I’m sorry.”
“Yeah sure you are.” Rodney grumbles as he closes his laptop and scrambles to sit up.
“No, I am.” Lorne says as he goes over to Rodney and tries to help him up.
Rodney bats his head away and gets up on his own, glaring at Lorne all the while. He stands up straight and cracks his back, hands massaging his sore muscles and winces a little when his hand comes in contact with his ass.
“You’re probably just upset that we can’t have sex for a few weeks.”
“Who said that?”
“Well, it’s only common sense. My ass is out of commission for the time being.”
“Yes, but I still have a perfectly fine ass. And there are… other things we can do.” Lorne says as he grabs the front of Rodney’s shirt and pulls him close.
He watches as Rodney’s eyes go wide and a little hazy and Rodney’s mouth opens just a little bit and Lorne can’t stop staring at that mouth.
“Yeah, but not tonight.” Rodney says, sighing just a little bit.
Lorne absolutely does not pout at that.
“Don’t give me that face. I’m in real pain here. Carson’s drugs aren’t working all that well.”
“Yeah and how long have you been sitting on your injured hind parts today?”
“Not long. Didn’t you hear? We went on another wild adventure to save Ronon from a Hiveship of evil Wraiths who were hunting him like wild game.”
“There had to be some sitting involved.”
“Okay so Sheppard let me fly the jumper back to the Daedelus, but it was a short ride and then I pretty much relaxed all the way back to Atlantis.”
Lorne raises an eyebrow at that.
“And once in Atlantis?”
Rodney looks anywhere that isn’t directly at Lorne and that gives Lorne all the answers he needs.
“I… may have stopped by the lab and gotten some work done. I swear I tried to stand.”
“Sure you did. Seriously, this is what happens when I go on a little four day mission? You really can’t take care of yourself.”
“That’s what you’re here for.”
“Ah, yes, to make sure you eat and sleep and shower and basically do normal everyday trivial stuff like that.” Lorne says wrapping his arms around Rodney.
He kisses Rodney, lips pressed against lips and Rodney’s hands go up into his hair and Lorne hums at the feeling. He pulls back a little, Rodney’s eyes closed, mouth slack.
“Yes, but this time I’m really injured. And it hurts.” Rodney says, slight pout on his face and Lorne has a feeling he’s going to be running around in the middle of the night using all of his charm to secure chocolate pudding and blue Jell-O.
“Hmm… you should probably get some rest.” Lorne says, hands going to unbutton Rodney’s pants as he places another kiss on Rodney’s pouting lips.
“Hurts a lot. I can barely sit down.” Rodney whines.
“And maybe one of my backrubs.” Lorne says with another kiss as he pushes Rodney’s pants down.
Rodney steps out of them and Lorne grins because while Lorne usually wear plain white boxers, Rodney’s got to be a lot more colorful than that with his happy face boxers.
“Unbearable pain really.” Rodney pants, his lips seeking out Lorne’s and Lorne starts pushing him back towards the bed.
“And I know a guy who’s hoarding illegal chocolate. Maybe I’ll bust him tomorrow and give you a present.” Lorne says and he’s not sure what to do.
Clearly he can’t push Rodney down on the bed without hurting him. He knows that this probably isn’t going to escalate into sex, as much as he really wants it to because four days on what amounted to a swamp without sex is too many when you’re use to regular sex. And he should really take a shower too, but Rodney’s hands are resting on his hips and Rodney’s mouth is sliding against his own too.
“You really do like taking care of me don’t you.” Rodney says pulling away just a little bit.
Lorne looks up at Rodney who’s looking at him, eyes a little shocked and wide, but softened with emotion and Lorne smiles.
“Of course.” Lorne says.
Rodney smiles.
“Who else is going to do it?” Lorne says.
Rodney glares at him a little and slaps him on the chest.
“Bastard.”
“Oh you love me.”
“Yeah, well, love is obviously blind to personalities.”
“I’m sure it is otherwise I wouldn’t love you half as much as I do.”
Rodney glares.
“I’m going to take that for the declaration it was meant to be and still let you sleep with me.” Rodney says.
Lorne smiles.
“Of course that’s after you take a shower because really did you step in manure and then bathe in it. Then I’m holding you to that back massage. Oh, and chocolate. You definitely promised me chocolate.” Rodney says as he pushes Lorne toward the bathroom.
“Alright, alright. I’m going.” Lorne says.
“Good. I’ll be waiting for you.” Rodney says as he flops down onto the bed.
Rodney snuggles his pillow and pulls the blankets on top of him. He closes his eyes and sighs and Lorne purses his lips because that shouldn’t be a sight that makes his chest tighten, but it is.
And maybe Lorne’s just unimaginative, but he really doesn’t want it any other way.
FIN
Title: Down Time
Fandom: SGA
Characters: Rodney/Lorne... just the guys
Prompt: Fixed
Word Count: 1,185
Rating: PG-13 because there's excessive use of ass and then there's sickeningly sweet fluff
Summary: Lorne comes back from a mission to find that Rodney's injured
Author's Notes: Spoilers for 3x04 Sateda
“Hey babe I’m back. How’s everything… going.”
Lorne looks at the sight in front of him and frowns. Rodney’s lying on his stomach on the floor with his laptop in front of him and he’s typing away, frustration clear on his face.
“What are you doing?” Lorne asks as he looks down at Rodney.
“Trying to get some work done. My ass is killing me. Oh and don’t call me babe.”
Lorne rolls his eyes and starts to take off his equipment. He takes off his vest and throws it to the floor. He already checked his gun in with the armory before he went to Rodney’s place and made sure Colonel Sheppard didn’t have any duties for him as well.
“Anxious for the down time, Major.” Colonel Sheppard had said with a gleam in his eye.
“It was a pretty rough mission, sir. Though, from what I’ve been hearing, not nearly as rough as yours.”
“Hmm… yeah, well, it was pretty hard. McKay may never recover.” Sheppard had said with a meaningful look in his eye.
“Well, that’s just terrible for Rodney.” Lorne had said before rushing over to Rodney’s room.
“Your ass looks pretty okay to me.”
“Huh, no one told you.”
“Nope. Pretty much rushed over here as fast as I could. Didn’t really stop to talk with anyone. Now, what’s the matter with your ass?”
“Well, yours truly was shot with an arrow in the ass by another bunch of crossbow wielding savages.”
Lorne snorts because that’s just a little too funny. He tries to stop himself from laughing, but it’s no use. Rodney already heard him and is glaring up at him, eyes narrow and jaw set.
“Oh, I’m sorry.”
“Yeah sure you are.” Rodney grumbles as he closes his laptop and scrambles to sit up.
“No, I am.” Lorne says as he goes over to Rodney and tries to help him up.
Rodney bats his head away and gets up on his own, glaring at Lorne all the while. He stands up straight and cracks his back, hands massaging his sore muscles and winces a little when his hand comes in contact with his ass.
“You’re probably just upset that we can’t have sex for a few weeks.”
“Who said that?”
“Well, it’s only common sense. My ass is out of commission for the time being.”
“Yes, but I still have a perfectly fine ass. And there are… other things we can do.” Lorne says as he grabs the front of Rodney’s shirt and pulls him close.
He watches as Rodney’s eyes go wide and a little hazy and Rodney’s mouth opens just a little bit and Lorne can’t stop staring at that mouth.
“Yeah, but not tonight.” Rodney says, sighing just a little bit.
Lorne absolutely does not pout at that.
“Don’t give me that face. I’m in real pain here. Carson’s drugs aren’t working all that well.”
“Yeah and how long have you been sitting on your injured hind parts today?”
“Not long. Didn’t you hear? We went on another wild adventure to save Ronon from a Hiveship of evil Wraiths who were hunting him like wild game.”
“There had to be some sitting involved.”
“Okay so Sheppard let me fly the jumper back to the Daedelus, but it was a short ride and then I pretty much relaxed all the way back to Atlantis.”
Lorne raises an eyebrow at that.
“And once in Atlantis?”
Rodney looks anywhere that isn’t directly at Lorne and that gives Lorne all the answers he needs.
“I… may have stopped by the lab and gotten some work done. I swear I tried to stand.”
“Sure you did. Seriously, this is what happens when I go on a little four day mission? You really can’t take care of yourself.”
“That’s what you’re here for.”
“Ah, yes, to make sure you eat and sleep and shower and basically do normal everyday trivial stuff like that.” Lorne says wrapping his arms around Rodney.
He kisses Rodney, lips pressed against lips and Rodney’s hands go up into his hair and Lorne hums at the feeling. He pulls back a little, Rodney’s eyes closed, mouth slack.
“Yes, but this time I’m really injured. And it hurts.” Rodney says, slight pout on his face and Lorne has a feeling he’s going to be running around in the middle of the night using all of his charm to secure chocolate pudding and blue Jell-O.
“Hmm… you should probably get some rest.” Lorne says, hands going to unbutton Rodney’s pants as he places another kiss on Rodney’s pouting lips.
“Hurts a lot. I can barely sit down.” Rodney whines.
“And maybe one of my backrubs.” Lorne says with another kiss as he pushes Rodney’s pants down.
Rodney steps out of them and Lorne grins because while Lorne usually wear plain white boxers, Rodney’s got to be a lot more colorful than that with his happy face boxers.
“Unbearable pain really.” Rodney pants, his lips seeking out Lorne’s and Lorne starts pushing him back towards the bed.
“And I know a guy who’s hoarding illegal chocolate. Maybe I’ll bust him tomorrow and give you a present.” Lorne says and he’s not sure what to do.
Clearly he can’t push Rodney down on the bed without hurting him. He knows that this probably isn’t going to escalate into sex, as much as he really wants it to because four days on what amounted to a swamp without sex is too many when you’re use to regular sex. And he should really take a shower too, but Rodney’s hands are resting on his hips and Rodney’s mouth is sliding against his own too.
“You really do like taking care of me don’t you.” Rodney says pulling away just a little bit.
Lorne looks up at Rodney who’s looking at him, eyes a little shocked and wide, but softened with emotion and Lorne smiles.
“Of course.” Lorne says.
Rodney smiles.
“Who else is going to do it?” Lorne says.
Rodney glares at him a little and slaps him on the chest.
“Bastard.”
“Oh you love me.”
“Yeah, well, love is obviously blind to personalities.”
“I’m sure it is otherwise I wouldn’t love you half as much as I do.”
Rodney glares.
“I’m going to take that for the declaration it was meant to be and still let you sleep with me.” Rodney says.
Lorne smiles.
“Of course that’s after you take a shower because really did you step in manure and then bathe in it. Then I’m holding you to that back massage. Oh, and chocolate. You definitely promised me chocolate.” Rodney says as he pushes Lorne toward the bathroom.
“Alright, alright. I’m going.” Lorne says.
“Good. I’ll be waiting for you.” Rodney says as he flops down onto the bed.
Rodney snuggles his pillow and pulls the blankets on top of him. He closes his eyes and sighs and Lorne purses his lips because that shouldn’t be a sight that makes his chest tighten, but it is.
And maybe Lorne’s just unimaginative, but he really doesn’t want it any other way.
FIN