Lean on Me by Elayna88 - NC-17
Show: SGA
Rec Category: Alternate Universe
Characters: John Sheppard, Rodney McKay, Ronon Dex, Teyla Emmagan, Acastus Kolya, Cowen, Richard Woolsey (Briefly) Elizabeth Weir (Brielfy) Wraiths, Steve, Bob and Todd
Pairings: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay, Ronon Dex/Teyla Emmagan
Categories: Slash & Het
Warnings:Explicitysex, adult language, violence, attempted rape, PTSD angst, First Time.
Author on LJ: elayna88
Author's Websites: Elayna's ramblings & Master Elayna's Den
Link: Lean On Me
Why This Must Be Read: The summary says: Dishonourably discharged and down on his luck, John Sheppard agrees to a proposition that doesn't go as promised.
Already suffering with PTSD John suffers yet another traumatic situation but Rodney, an undercover FBI agent is there and rescues John. Between them they solve the crime and work through Johns burdens.
Written from John’s POV, Rodney’s patience with John is amazingly written. Not only is a friendship built gently but a romance too. This story made my heart ache with the angst and pain John goes through and the sweetness of Rodney’s gooey, cuddly, gentle loving
I have to admit I hate Kolya’s character in the series he makes my flesh crawl but then that is the talent of Robert Davi at work. I’m not usually comfortable reading fics with him because of the feelings he instils but as he has a minor part in this one it’s not so bad.
Life sucks and then you die, John thought, contemplating the door and the sign on it, 'Kolya Productions.' Still, he'd rather not die from starvation on the streets, which meant he needed money. Taking a deep breath, he opened the door and walked in. The interior looked like a warehouse, bare and concrete, with fake plywood walls creating the illusion of a room on one side. A room with only a big bed. A couple of guys were wandering around, setting up various lights and preparing the cameras.
"Mr. Sheppard?" a fellow asked, and John automatically smiled, nodding. The guy was middle-aged, a few inches shorter than John's height, and a little broader, with some softness around his belly, and dark hair and a strong face that looked like he might be of Italian or Greek descent. "I'm Acostas Kolya."
Greek? "Good to meet you," John said, offering his hand to shake.
"I understand that this is your first time."
"Um… yeah." Hopefully last time too. It was just so hard to find a job with the huge black mark of 'dishonorably discharged' on his record. He had known he might not be able to fly again; he was working on accepting that loss, if he ever could. Still, he hadn't expected that anyone hiring for menial or entry-level jobs would dismiss him as overqualified, while the circumstances of his leaving the Air Force prevented him from getting a job appropriate to his skill level.
"Don't worry." Kolya's eyes scanned up and down John's body, assessing him in a way that felt a little creepy, but John reminded himself that body appearance would be a natural consideration for this industry. "You'll be fine. Meet the guys. They're all experienced and will help you through. Steve, Bob, Todd."
Three guys had been lounging in one corner, drinking coffees, but they straightened up and came over at Kolya's call. They were about John's height and looked like they worked out regularly and vigorously, the muscles of their bodies obvious under their tight-fitting clothes. John glanced wildly around, looking for the women, but the yelling of one of the technical guys provided a welcome distraction.
"What, are you a moron? A great big shadow falling over the bed is really going to make for a fabulous picture, don't you think? Really hot pornography, if only it could be seen!"
"McKay," Kolya said lazily, raising his voice only a little, and the yeller sputtered to a halt, glaring tight-lipped at Kolya as if he was restraining himself from tearing a strip off him too. "Larry, move the light back to where McKay had it." Larry looked unhappy too, but obeyed, so presumably McKay was the lighting boss, even if his managerial skills left much to be desired.
"Now, where were we? Steve, Bob, Todd, this is John."
"I thought this was going to be a straight film."
"It was, but the women both cancelled. We work with the material available."
Rec Category: Alternate Universe
Characters: John Sheppard, Rodney McKay, Ronon Dex, Teyla Emmagan, Acastus Kolya, Cowen, Richard Woolsey (Briefly) Elizabeth Weir (Brielfy) Wraiths, Steve, Bob and Todd
Pairings: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay, Ronon Dex/Teyla Emmagan
Categories: Slash & Het
Warnings:Explicitysex, adult language, violence, attempted rape, PTSD angst, First Time.
Author on LJ: elayna88
Author's Websites: Elayna's ramblings & Master Elayna's Den
Link: Lean On Me
Why This Must Be Read: The summary says: Dishonourably discharged and down on his luck, John Sheppard agrees to a proposition that doesn't go as promised.
Already suffering with PTSD John suffers yet another traumatic situation but Rodney, an undercover FBI agent is there and rescues John. Between them they solve the crime and work through Johns burdens.
Written from John’s POV, Rodney’s patience with John is amazingly written. Not only is a friendship built gently but a romance too. This story made my heart ache with the angst and pain John goes through and the sweetness of Rodney’s gooey, cuddly, gentle loving
I have to admit I hate Kolya’s character in the series he makes my flesh crawl but then that is the talent of Robert Davi at work. I’m not usually comfortable reading fics with him because of the feelings he instils but as he has a minor part in this one it’s not so bad.
Life sucks and then you die, John thought, contemplating the door and the sign on it, 'Kolya Productions.' Still, he'd rather not die from starvation on the streets, which meant he needed money. Taking a deep breath, he opened the door and walked in. The interior looked like a warehouse, bare and concrete, with fake plywood walls creating the illusion of a room on one side. A room with only a big bed. A couple of guys were wandering around, setting up various lights and preparing the cameras.
"Mr. Sheppard?" a fellow asked, and John automatically smiled, nodding. The guy was middle-aged, a few inches shorter than John's height, and a little broader, with some softness around his belly, and dark hair and a strong face that looked like he might be of Italian or Greek descent. "I'm Acostas Kolya."
Greek? "Good to meet you," John said, offering his hand to shake.
"I understand that this is your first time."
"Um… yeah." Hopefully last time too. It was just so hard to find a job with the huge black mark of 'dishonorably discharged' on his record. He had known he might not be able to fly again; he was working on accepting that loss, if he ever could. Still, he hadn't expected that anyone hiring for menial or entry-level jobs would dismiss him as overqualified, while the circumstances of his leaving the Air Force prevented him from getting a job appropriate to his skill level.
"Don't worry." Kolya's eyes scanned up and down John's body, assessing him in a way that felt a little creepy, but John reminded himself that body appearance would be a natural consideration for this industry. "You'll be fine. Meet the guys. They're all experienced and will help you through. Steve, Bob, Todd."
Three guys had been lounging in one corner, drinking coffees, but they straightened up and came over at Kolya's call. They were about John's height and looked like they worked out regularly and vigorously, the muscles of their bodies obvious under their tight-fitting clothes. John glanced wildly around, looking for the women, but the yelling of one of the technical guys provided a welcome distraction.
"What, are you a moron? A great big shadow falling over the bed is really going to make for a fabulous picture, don't you think? Really hot pornography, if only it could be seen!"
"McKay," Kolya said lazily, raising his voice only a little, and the yeller sputtered to a halt, glaring tight-lipped at Kolya as if he was restraining himself from tearing a strip off him too. "Larry, move the light back to where McKay had it." Larry looked unhappy too, but obeyed, so presumably McKay was the lighting boss, even if his managerial skills left much to be desired.
"Now, where were we? Steve, Bob, Todd, this is John."
"I thought this was going to be a straight film."
"It was, but the women both cancelled. We work with the material available."