Table ficlet 'Rising' (R), Anneko
Author: Anneko
Title: Rising
Rating: R (but in a soft way)
Summary: Rodney's never woken up next to a man before.
Author's Note: This is the first time I've done a table, and I've very little idea what I'm doing, so for starters, I'm just going to post my first drabble, then I can go back and do whatever it is that needs doing with links (which I barely understand *sigh*). If anyone's good at instruction-giving, feel free to e-mail me. All I know is writing.
Disclaimer: They're not mine (would that they were!).
Feedback: I live for it
It's not as though he doesn't remember the night before, he does. He remembers with perfect clarity every moment, every touch. He wasn't the least bit drunk, he wasn't the least bit anything, just... desperate.
Not I'd-go-home-with-anything desperate, and John wasn't anything, John was *John*, John was *what* Rodney was desperate for. Achingly. And somehow it went both ways and somehow they'd gotten that sorted, because they went to bed together, which he's not sure now was the best move, because they'd been friends and now he didn't know what they were.
Lovers, maybe. But Rodney'd never been able to keep lovers, and he wanted, he wanted *so much* to keep John, forever.
John... John's cock is pressing into Rodney's hip, and the sun isn't up yet, but whatever idea had jolted him awake had fled him the moment he realized that John was still there, was in bed with him, and this could turn into all kinds of bad.
It was way too early to be awake. Rodney McKay did *not* see sunrises unless he'd never bothered going to sleep the night before. John, now he was probably a morning person, and he'd probably wake up and it would get awkward...
There was a stripe of pinkorange on the horizon now.
John stirred softly and Rodney held his breath.
Gold splattered the ocean as the sun began to emerge.
John's arm tightened around Rodney's waist, cock hard and insistent, grinding into him.
Light spilled onto the floor and began to creep into the room.
"Morning." John mumbled, voice scratchy, chin scratchy as well as he snuggled into the crook of Rodney's neck and shoulder.
"Morning." Rodney sighed the word out and forced himself to relax.
"Mind if I borrow your shower?" John rolled himself up onto one arm, stretching out a little and blinking away sleep. Hair even more improbable first thing in the morning. "I, uh... I have to meet with a couple people, and..."
"Yeah." Rodney hoped he sounded natural. Morning. It was morning, and he and John just woke up together.
"Cool." John dropped a kiss to his cheek and then he was up, padding across the room. Padding across the room quite nonchalantly for a guy with a great, glorious *hard-on*. "If you're not ready to get up yet,I guess I could see you for lunch?"
Rodney looked at the clock, at the sunlight not nearly far enough along in its progress across his floor, at John standing in the doorway to the bathroom with his cock curving up towards his stomach and his expression nervously hopeful.
"Nah, I'm up." He said, sliding out of bed. His shower could fit two.
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FIN
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Anneko
Title: Rising
Rating: R (but in a soft way)
Summary: Rodney's never woken up next to a man before.
Author's Note: This is the first time I've done a table, and I've very little idea what I'm doing, so for starters, I'm just going to post my first drabble, then I can go back and do whatever it is that needs doing with links (which I barely understand *sigh*). If anyone's good at instruction-giving, feel free to e-mail me. All I know is writing.
Disclaimer: They're not mine (would that they were!).
Feedback: I live for it
It's not as though he doesn't remember the night before, he does. He remembers with perfect clarity every moment, every touch. He wasn't the least bit drunk, he wasn't the least bit anything, just... desperate.
Not I'd-go-home-with-anything desperate, and John wasn't anything, John was *John*, John was *what* Rodney was desperate for. Achingly. And somehow it went both ways and somehow they'd gotten that sorted, because they went to bed together, which he's not sure now was the best move, because they'd been friends and now he didn't know what they were.
Lovers, maybe. But Rodney'd never been able to keep lovers, and he wanted, he wanted *so much* to keep John, forever.
John... John's cock is pressing into Rodney's hip, and the sun isn't up yet, but whatever idea had jolted him awake had fled him the moment he realized that John was still there, was in bed with him, and this could turn into all kinds of bad.
It was way too early to be awake. Rodney McKay did *not* see sunrises unless he'd never bothered going to sleep the night before. John, now he was probably a morning person, and he'd probably wake up and it would get awkward...
There was a stripe of pinkorange on the horizon now.
John stirred softly and Rodney held his breath.
Gold splattered the ocean as the sun began to emerge.
John's arm tightened around Rodney's waist, cock hard and insistent, grinding into him.
Light spilled onto the floor and began to creep into the room.
"Morning." John mumbled, voice scratchy, chin scratchy as well as he snuggled into the crook of Rodney's neck and shoulder.
"Morning." Rodney sighed the word out and forced himself to relax.
"Mind if I borrow your shower?" John rolled himself up onto one arm, stretching out a little and blinking away sleep. Hair even more improbable first thing in the morning. "I, uh... I have to meet with a couple people, and..."
"Yeah." Rodney hoped he sounded natural. Morning. It was morning, and he and John just woke up together.
"Cool." John dropped a kiss to his cheek and then he was up, padding across the room. Padding across the room quite nonchalantly for a guy with a great, glorious *hard-on*. "If you're not ready to get up yet,I guess I could see you for lunch?"
Rodney looked at the clock, at the sunlight not nearly far enough along in its progress across his floor, at John standing in the doorway to the bathroom with his cock curving up towards his stomach and his expression nervously hopeful.
"Nah, I'm up." He said, sliding out of bed. His shower could fit two.
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FIN
=^_^=
Anneko