Bleh! Okay, as of right now, I'm taking a break from being grumpy. Let's do something fun to celebrate the end of SGA, huh? Let's do some squee
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Re: Like Always - Part 2esteefeeJanuary 12 2009, 20:57:42 UTC
And then Ronon had overheard Woolsey speaking to Colonel Carter about Atlantis, and how the IOA was resisting allowing it to return to Pegasus. And it was in that moment Ronon realized how little any of it mattered. He'd told Sheppard as much-this was home, no matter where the city lived. And his team was his family, and Sheppard was-Sheppard was his center.
Ronon had dropped the towel and was now using his fingers to brush through Sheppard's hair, scratching against the damp scalp, and Sheppard continued to shiver under his other hand, but he made no move to turn around. He was still waiting, Ronon thought, for the answer to a question that was as unimportant as the distance between galaxies.
It was a lie, anyway, the question-what Sheppard was really asking was, 'Why me?'
"It was always you," Ronon said. "You know that, John."
At that, Sheppard turned at last. His eyes were opened wide, strange to see when usually Sheppard hid everything under lazy, hooded looks.
"I didn't expect," Sheppard said, then stopped. He licked his lower lip nervously.
"No, you never do." That was part of the problem, Ronon figured. You never got anything without asking, or just taking, and Sheppard never did either. "Doesn't matter. We're here, now."
Sheppard had never been slow to react in the field, and this time was no different, because as soon as Ronon curled his fingers around the back of Sheppard's neck, Sheppard reciprocated, fingers gripping Ronon's arm almost painfully tight. And then John leaned up and kissed him, a rough, wild kiss, sucking in Ronon's tongue and tangling it with his own. John's mouth was so hungry-Ronon felt heat burn along his neck and down to his groin, and he pushed his hips against Sheppard's and then tried his best to feed his hunger. He sucked at John's lower lip-Ronon had been staring at it for so long he almost knew how good it would be to nibble on it, to stroke his tongue along it, feeling the faint rasp of whiskers just below.
It made John groan and clutch at him, his hands sliding hard down Ronon's back to grip his ass and pull him closer. Ronon smelled sweat, and leather, and musk, and smiled against John's lips.
And then John's radio chirped.
John broke away with a gasp and leaned his forehead against Ronon's shoulder. "Damn it."
Ronon stifled a laugh because John was already touching his radio and saying, "What? This is Sheppard." John frowned and said, "Yeah, right away. Okay." He tapped off and raised his eyes to Ronon's. "That was Woolsey. He and the big brass are-they want me to-" He waved his hand.
"This about Pegasus?"
"Yeah. I'm guessing. Fuck!" John started to break away, but Ronon took him by the shoulders. He wrapped his fingers around the tense muscle there and dug in, relishing John's soft groan and the new freedom to make him sound that way. Ronon smiled and gave John a firm kiss, then released him.
"Go. Kick the IOA's ass."
John had been looking a little stunned, but now one of his eyebrows rose and he smirked. "I could use you as back up."
"You got me."
"And later, maybe-"
"Yeah. We'll finish this."
"Not finish. Never finish," John said, color high on his cheeks.
"Naw. We're just starting."
John flashed an incredulous smile before striding out, Ronon following close behind.
Re: Like Always - Part 2crysothemisJanuary 12 2009, 22:31:09 UTC
Oh, that's just lovely. I adore your characterizations -- this is the Ronon on Earth I always wanted to see in canon, and John, who never asks or takes, because yes, that's it exactly.
Re: Like Always - Part 2cathalinJanuary 13 2009, 04:52:02 UTC
Oooh, thank you so much!! I loved thinking of them working out and sweaty, there in Atlantis off San Francisco, awesome...and very hot.:)
John who never asks, or takes, what a great line! Ronon does understand that, I think, that you need to ask, or take -- and John really doesn't do that. Really cool insight, which I will ponder. Thanks so much!
Re: Like Always - Part 2esteefeeJanuary 13 2009, 19:54:20 UTC
You are quite welcome, it was fun to write. I promise I'll get them into SF at some point. I mean, I live there, so it shouldn't be hard for me to think up trouble for them to get into. :)
Ronon had dropped the towel and was now using his fingers to brush through Sheppard's hair, scratching against the damp scalp, and Sheppard continued to shiver under his other hand, but he made no move to turn around. He was still waiting, Ronon thought, for the answer to a question that was as unimportant as the distance between galaxies.
It was a lie, anyway, the question-what Sheppard was really asking was, 'Why me?'
"It was always you," Ronon said. "You know that, John."
At that, Sheppard turned at last. His eyes were opened wide, strange to see when usually Sheppard hid everything under lazy, hooded looks.
"I didn't expect," Sheppard said, then stopped. He licked his lower lip nervously.
"No, you never do." That was part of the problem, Ronon figured. You never got anything without asking, or just taking, and Sheppard never did either. "Doesn't matter. We're here, now."
Sheppard had never been slow to react in the field, and this time was no different, because as soon as Ronon curled his fingers around the back of Sheppard's neck, Sheppard reciprocated, fingers gripping Ronon's arm almost painfully tight. And then John leaned up and kissed him, a rough, wild kiss, sucking in Ronon's tongue and tangling it with his own. John's mouth was so hungry-Ronon felt heat burn along his neck and down to his groin, and he pushed his hips against Sheppard's and then tried his best to feed his hunger. He sucked at John's lower lip-Ronon had been staring at it for so long he almost knew how good it would be to nibble on it, to stroke his tongue along it, feeling the faint rasp of whiskers just below.
It made John groan and clutch at him, his hands sliding hard down Ronon's back to grip his ass and pull him closer. Ronon smelled sweat, and leather, and musk, and smiled against John's lips.
And then John's radio chirped.
John broke away with a gasp and leaned his forehead against Ronon's shoulder. "Damn it."
Ronon stifled a laugh because John was already touching his radio and saying, "What? This is Sheppard." John frowned and said, "Yeah, right away. Okay." He tapped off and raised his eyes to Ronon's. "That was Woolsey. He and the big brass are-they want me to-" He waved his hand.
"This about Pegasus?"
"Yeah. I'm guessing. Fuck!" John started to break away, but Ronon took him by the shoulders. He wrapped his fingers around the tense muscle there and dug in, relishing John's soft groan and the new freedom to make him sound that way. Ronon smiled and gave John a firm kiss, then released him.
"Go. Kick the IOA's ass."
John had been looking a little stunned, but now one of his eyebrows rose and he smirked. "I could use you as back up."
"You got me."
"And later, maybe-"
"Yeah. We'll finish this."
"Not finish. Never finish," John said, color high on his cheeks.
"Naw. We're just starting."
John flashed an incredulous smile before striding out, Ronon following close behind.
Just like always.
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And the kiss was hotness personified. *fans self*
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::is still trying to get over the abysmalness of Rodney's VERY LAST WORDS in the series being directed to Jennifer.::
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Tx.
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John who never asks, or takes, what a great line! Ronon does understand that, I think, that you need to ask, or take -- and John really doesn't do that. Really cool insight, which I will ponder. Thanks so much!
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