Title:
Plan C, or How Rodney McKay Lost His Wife and Gained a GalaxyAuthor:
toomuchplorFandom: Stargate Atlantis
Pairings: McKay/Sheppard, Sheppard/Carter (implied), McKay/Carter (past)
Rating: NC-17
Length: ~9,000 words
Genre: AU, humor, first-time, mild angst
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StargateficrecSummary: When dot com billionaire Rodney McKay learns that his soon-to-be-ex-wife, the beautiful and brilliant Samantha Carter, has taken up with a new man, he resolves to come between them any way he can. Can Rodney use his manly powers of seduction to lure handsome John Sheppard out of his wife's bed and into his? And, most importantly, who will get custody of the cat in the divorce?
Comments:
This is a fun and delightful AU, written for
undermistletoe 2007, for the prompt "The Rich Man's Vengeful Seduction". The basic premise is that Rodney tries to seduce John (the new "landscaper") away from Sam, Rodney's soon-to-be-ex-wife. It's funny and sweet, with a touch of angst and very hot sex - an all-around marvelous combination. I'm also endlessly amused by the mental image of John in too-short gray sweatpants with "USAF Grrls Kick Ass" written across the ass in pink lettering. The excerpt that I've put below is one of the funniest things I've read in fandom, ever. (And the rest of the story is pretty funny, too.)
Excerpt:
The chili came out too hot. Rodney thought he might have been a bit distracted as he added the cayenne pepper, because Sheppard had chosen that moment to hop up on the countertop and kick his heels against the cupboard doors, like an overgrown child. It had been unpredictably attractive.
Whatever the reason, he and Sheppard manfully each ate four spoonfuls, grunting about how everyone else who said they liked spicy food didn't *really* like spicy food and how everyone else was, in point of fact, a bunch of pussies, and how one time Rodney had eaten curry that made his nose bleed and one time Sheppard had eaten hot wings that left a chemical burn on his fingertips, and um, hey, was there water in the fridge? And maybe there was some sour cream in there too, to just garnish the chili? And the heel of that loaf of bread, maybe if they just *pressed the bread flat against their searing tongues* the pain would subside and their eyes would stop watering and Sheppard started laughing an awful dirty honking laugh, and Rodney was torn between being appalled and weirdly turned on even as he desperately rubbed the surface of the white bread over his swollen blazing lips.