Sam and Rodney, kissing in a tree.... FIC Drabble (SG1/SGA) PG15
I'm really sorry about this, but the Rodney/Sam plotbunny just wouldn't go away, so I succumbed....
This is a really short snippet of what will probably become a full blown story…and it’s a kiss. Dear gods, I thought I’d never see the day.
Constructive criticicism would be greatly appreciated; those of you who know my writing, know that I don’t write smut, so pointers would be helpful. Mind you, this isn’t as smutty as it could have been, Rodney’s snark kept getting in the way.
Oh, and there is a tiny reference to S10 E13 of SG1, not a major plot give-away, but still, if you haven't seen it....
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His lips were soft; she hadn’t expected that, she’d thought they’d be sharp and spiky, and slightly annoying.
Just like him
“What’s so funny,” he asked, tugging at her lip
“Nothing.”
“Didn’t look like nothing. Did I do it wrong?”
“Rodney.”
”Right, sorry, shut up and kiss you,” His tongue was tentative, slow, and Sam slowly relaxed as the kiss deepened. He was a good kisser. Maybe this was one of those hidden depths her alternate self was so fond of…
Warm fingers crept under her shirt, and Sam pulled back, slapping them away. “Trying to get to second base, Rodney?”
“Hey, I’m taking advantage of the moment here.” He protested, leaning in for another kiss. “For all I know, this is probably the result of some alien probe or mass hallucination. We’re probably going to wake up any moment and find ourselves strapped to a bed in a torture chamber, I want to enjoy this while I can.”
Sam sighed. “Damn it, McKay, you had to ruin it, didn’t you?”