SGA ficlet: Palovian - John/Rodney - R

[icarus]

I really couldn't resist. And neither can Rodney, it seems.


Pavlovian
by Icarus


"I swear, it's Pavlovian."

Rodney's bare feet wiggled in the air, the toes crossed as he sprawled on the bed, skin a pink landscape of curves: round shoulders, the small of his back, the two dimples before the crack of a very round ass. He munched a handful of cheese-nips and John wrinkled his nose, swiping crumbs off the bed with an irritated gesture. "C'mon," John complained, his voice something between a whine and a growl, "I gotta sleep here."

Rodney licked a finger and picked up exactly one crumb. Smirking. He squirmed further up the bed and said in John's ear, enunciating carefully, "Big... honking... space gun."

John slouched, rolling his eyes at the ceiling, but couldn't help the hint of a smile. "Stop teasing me."

"Look at you! You still light up, and you know it's not even real!"

"So I like guns." John folded his arms over his chest defensively. "It's my job."

"With the destructive capacity to take out a planet," Rodney continued blithely, watching John's face with a predatory gleam.

This time the smile showed John's teeth. He complained, "Stop it...."

"Amazing," Rodney hummed happily, chin on his folded arms. "I bet I could do this in your sleep."

"It's not fair unless you actually have one for me."

Rodney took a thoughtful breath. And then said, "Orbital planetary defense system. With multidirectional railgun."

"Okay, now you're just being mean," John pouted, adding with a lazy gesture, "Unless you plan to invent it."

Rodney blinked. The smile slid from his face in surprise. "I-I probably could."

"What?" John sat up. "You mean that?"

"I don't know why I didn't think of it before... we have all the materials now that we've reestablished contact with earth." Rodney's eyes glazed over, dazed. His hand made an absent gesture as he stared off into space. "We could never do the entire planet of course, but we just have to protect one city... it's completely doable."

"You could design an orbital planetary defense system? With a railgun?" John repeated. "Why didn't we think of this before?"

"I'm a physicist, not a weapon's designer. I don't think like that!" Rodney snapped.

"Well start!"

"I just did!"

John tapped his radio. "Elizabeth, Sheppard here."

"It's late, John, but go ahead."

"Rodney's just had a brainstorm: How would you like an orbital defense system? Gift-wrapped even, in time for the Wraith birthday bash?"

There was a moment of breathless silence. "I'll be right there."

John and Rodney exchanged glances.

John glanced down at the hair on his chest, which had some of Rodney's crumbs in it, the glisten of lube on his stomach, and Rodney's grey t-shirt under his ass. He took a little breath, licked his lips and said, "I'm thinking we should get dressed."

Comments

[not-sally.livejournal.com]

Love you like Whoa. Rodney would build the big honking space gun for John (and of course a laser cannon to put Ronon's to shame) and John would be so happy he would repay Rodney with blowjobs. Lots and lost of blowjobs.

People of course would be totally freaked because now their military leader had more firepower than the freaking Wraith, and Dr. McKay was always smiling. Like, all the time. Definite sign of the apocalypse there. No one questioned Radek when he started wearing a wooden crucifix, or wrapping garlic across his laptop.

Though a few more empathic souls got Ronon some pudding and mashed potatoes when he moped dejectedly through the Atlantis' hallways.

[wordwitch.livejournal.com]

*dies laughing*

Poor Ronon!

*huffs delightedly*

*wheezes*

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

Rodney demand more than the blow jobs, because after all, he was getting those before.

"You can eat cheese nips in my bed?" John offers.

Rodney gives him a doubtful look.

"Without me complaining?"

"Ah... now we're starting to get somewhere."

Icarus

*snicker*

[krysalys.livejournal.com]

"Throw in that crate of blue jello cups I know you've been hiding and we've got a deal."
*giggles*
Hell, if John uses that ever-so-intelligent brain of his, he'd even suggest that Rodney could eat the snacks off his chest. Or belly.
And if it happened to include whipped cream or chocolate sauce, so much the better, hrm? *VBEG*
----}-@

[20thcenturyvole.livejournal.com]

*snork* Um, way to think things through, John.

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

*grins at you.* Ooops.

What are the odds that they successfully remove all trace of what they were doing before Elizabeth shows up?

Icarus

[20thcenturyvole.livejournal.com]

*evil*

Vanishingly small. I call shenanigans!

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

Let's see...

There's the clothes, the lube, the whisker burn, sorting who was wearing what, the sock that's kicked under the bed, the tumbled blankets in John's military-neat room, the embarrassed looks on their faces, the food, the smell of sex...

... oh good luck, guys.

Icarus

[sffan.livejournal.com]

*snicker*

They're so adorable.

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

They were so excited about the space gun they forgot, uh, they forgot. The clothes are scattered everywhere too.

In John's defense, he assumed Weir would have them meet in her office or talk about it tomorrow or something. But of course she's just as interested as they are.

I can so see the little (somewhat shocked) smile on her face that she manages to hide until after their conversation.

Icarus

[stellahobbit.livejournal.com]

They're gorgeous and bubbly.

Much like Rodney's arse.

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

Mmmm... Rodney curves. And nothing makes John happier than a big Space Gun.

Icarus

[millefiori.livejournal.com]

Dude, I love this! They would so have a conversation like that, and they would so get caught up in the possibilities that they totally forgot where they were and what they'd been doing! And this nicely plays into the idea that the show has (rather heavy-handedly IMO) given that Rodney's brain needs prodding before he can leap to his genius ideas.

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

:D I've been watching what auburnotlisa has been doing with conversation, and am letting the fic jump out of my hands. This was just supposed to be Rodney teasing John but then Rodney ran with it, John poked back. John caught me off-guard when he gave Rodney shit about not thinking of this sooner.

Icarus

[lillian78.livejournal.com]

Awww..it's true love when you're willing to build a big bang (bad pun sorry) for your boyfriend. Lovely little piece of insight into their relationship, thank you.

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

Thank you. I love the banter between these two, on the show and elsewhere.

Icarus

[lillian78.livejournal.com]

Joe Flanigan in an interview (I can't remember which one) thought that the banter was the best part of the show, especially when they were in dire straits. Smart guy. It's an okay action/adventurde show but the writing of McKay/Sheppard lifts it way above most competition. To me, it's Bob Hope/Bing Crosby all over again from their "road" pictures. Bing always getting the girl, Bob the slightly nerdish guy who's always losing out on the girl. It's an old prototype but Hewlett and Flanigan make it fresh again.

[shusu.livejournal.com]

I actually made this sound BTWAAHHAA! at the end. Am so glad no one was around to hear me cackle gleefully.

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

Ooops. John really didn't think this one through. ;)

Icarus

[stentoriansista.livejournal.com]

A-dorable. I'm glad I don't have to share an office anymore; now I only have to wipe the huge grin off when people walk by my door. Less suspicious that way.

I love the way you do that quiet interaction thing, the back and forth that's like real conversation but *better*, with fewer "uh"s and more, you know, point. Yay.

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

I love the way you do that quiet interaction thing, the back and forth that's like real conversation but *better*, with fewer "uh"s and more, you know, point. Yay.

Oh, thank you. That's something I draw from RL. Most of us communicate without saying a thing with certain people and certain times.

Icarus

[zellieh]

So very them, and so very cute. *laughs*

Oh, Elizabeth, I hope you are a fangirl at heart...

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

I think Elizabeth will be very amused (if somewhat surprised). It's a real test of her ability to keep a straight face though. Especially when Rodney starts offering "explanations" of why he's there. *facepalm*

Icarus

HOWL!!!!

[krysalys.livejournal.com]

Oh, no no no no no... stay like that!
ROTFLMFAO
Because oh yeah, just the thought of those two all naked and sticky and shining with sweat and lube... and Rodney with Cheese nip crumbs at the corners of his mouth just begging to be licked off... And then the both of them going into paroxysms of gkee over designing an orbital weapons platform...
*swoons*
I think Elizabeth'd need a change of underwear right damned quick.
I know I sure do! *VBEG*
Excellent, hon.
----}-@

Re: HOWL!!!!

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

LOL! I'm fairly sure they're not going to get all the clues before she shows -- especially since Elizabeth's specialty involves reading people, very, very well.

"Uh," John swipes a hand over his face, "I-- we really didn't expect you to-- you didn't have to drop everything."

"We?" Elizabeth asks, eyebrow cocked.

Icarus

[adafrog.livejournal.com]

Heeee, love it! Thanks.

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

Thank you!

Icarus

pavlovian

[laceymcbain.livejournal.com]

I love Rodney teasing John with guns. He DOES light up at the mention of them. I think that's really sweet in the show.

I actually kind of like Rodney as weapons designer. It shouldn't be sexy that a man can build you a nuclear bomb, and yet, surprisingly it is. (Or I'm sure John would feel that way.) So I can totally see John being onboard with the "orbital defense system".

Ending? Perfect.

Re: pavlovian

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

Thank you. You're giving me all sorts of ideas about foreplay, hee.

Icarus

[rodneyscat.livejournal.com]

Hehee! Boys and their toys guns equipment. Uhm...

Anyway, they obviously get over-excited about it (Rodney's eyes glazed over, dazed.). At least the thought of getting dressed occurred to them *smirks*