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wildernessguru's injured back.
Plugging away. Someone please sprinkle the magical fairy dust on the next chapter where Rodney skates pairs, okaypleaseandthankyou?
You can get caught up here: Out Of Bounds.
Title: Out Of Bounds
Author: Icarus
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: John/Rodney
Summary: "So you are a homosexual, too?" she asked.
A/N: Thank you toperfica for playing OOB beta badminton with me all these months. Thank you to libitina and roaringmice for inside intel and spywork at Skate America. Special thanks to sarka for all the help with Czech history and language (not to mention the cool music).
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Out Of Bounds
by Icarus
March 1990
Rodney sighed heavily and climbed over Radek to pull open the drawer next to the second queen bed, which was unmade, as if Rodney had slept in both. "Sadly, the tour is too cheap to spring for a hotel with room service, even in New York."
He pulled out a set of take-out menus. Radek cooked on a hot plate in his room by the college; he could not afford restaurants or take-out and couldn't get over the American habit of spending far too much money on really bad food. Like McDonald's; it was a mystery to Radek.
The doorknob rattled, and Radek had only an instant's warning to dive under the covers as the door unlocked and swung wide. Radek saw through the sheet the vague figure of Rodney who still stood naked between the two beds as a woman swept in. "Hello, Rodney, I need a pair of my earrings."
Rodney grabbed Radek's sheet to cover himself – pulling it off Radek's head - Radek clutched at it and pulled it back over his waist. Then Rodney calmly sat down next to Radek, crossing his legs with his fingers laced around his knee. The woman didn't notice them, heading straight for the bathroom. Radek caught a flash of blond hair. Her voice echoed hollowly off the tile walls. "If you will use the room as a masturbation hall then I will always be walking in on you. Do it in the shower like every other ma—oh." She had stepped out, putting in an earring. Her eyes fell on Radek. "What a cute little man."
It took Radek a moment to realize she meant himself.
"Mine, mine, hands off, mine," Rodney said, with back and forth slapping gestures.
She brushed her long hair off her shoulder and put on the other earring. "So you are a homosexual, too?" she asked, looking the two naked men up and down. The earring was long and sparkled gold. Radek couldn't think of an answer, his mouth open like a fish's. She shifted towards Rodney. "You may have one or two boys, Rodney, but the rest belong to me. Goodbye, little man," she said with a wave, swinging a long coat around her shoulders. She called out as she left, "It is New York. Don't wait up." The door shut behind her, the door chain swinging.
Still open-mouthed, Radek turned to Rodney for an explanation. Who winced.
"You lose all semblance of privacy on the road." He rolled his head. "I'm a headliner so I'm supposed to have my own room but, Sonja just broke up with her partner of eleven years – broken off the relationship I mean, they're still skating together, and let me tell you, one should never get involved with anyone you skate with, it's always an unmitigated disaster – anyway, I had the double queen beds and she's not really a bad roommate. She doesn't wear my things, she's clean, and," Rodney added with a nervous snicker, "well, so far she just uses it as a closet."
Radek only blinked at him.
"It's not like anyone's going to gossip about the two of us," Rodney added. He held up a forefinger. "And for the record, she only caught me masturbating the one time. I've since learned to use the door chain." He glanced at the loose door chain. "Mostly."
"She saw me naked."
"We've all seen each other either naked or half-dr...." Rodney trailed off and let his hands drop to his lap. "I forget you're not a skater."
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wildernessguru's injured back. Plugging away. Someone please sprinkle the magical fairy dust on the next chapter where Rodney skates pairs, okaypleaseandthankyou?
You can get caught up here: Out Of Bounds.
Title: Out Of Bounds
Author: Icarus
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: John/Rodney
Summary: "So you are a homosexual, too?" she asked.
A/N: Thank you to
perfica for playing OOB beta badminton with me all these months. Thank you to libitina and roaringmice for inside intel and spywork at Skate America. Special thanks to sarka for all the help with Czech history and language (not to mention the cool music).Previously in Out Of Bounds: Known more for his jumps than his artistry, figure skater John Sheppard hires ex-skating champion and 'artiste' Rodney McKay to be his coach. John struggles to recover from his injury, while back in 1990, Radek and Rodney talk about the failed 1986 Olympics.
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Out Of Bounds
by Icarus
March 1990
Rodney sighed heavily and climbed over Radek to pull open the drawer next to the second queen bed, which was unmade, as if Rodney had slept in both. "Sadly, the tour is too cheap to spring for a hotel with room service, even in New York."
He pulled out a set of take-out menus. Radek cooked on a hot plate in his room by the college; he could not afford restaurants or take-out and couldn't get over the American habit of spending far too much money on really bad food. Like McDonald's; it was a mystery to Radek.
The doorknob rattled, and Radek had only an instant's warning to dive under the covers as the door unlocked and swung wide. Radek saw through the sheet the vague figure of Rodney who still stood naked between the two beds as a woman swept in. "Hello, Rodney, I need a pair of my earrings."
Rodney grabbed Radek's sheet to cover himself – pulling it off Radek's head - Radek clutched at it and pulled it back over his waist. Then Rodney calmly sat down next to Radek, crossing his legs with his fingers laced around his knee. The woman didn't notice them, heading straight for the bathroom. Radek caught a flash of blond hair. Her voice echoed hollowly off the tile walls. "If you will use the room as a masturbation hall then I will always be walking in on you. Do it in the shower like every other ma—oh." She had stepped out, putting in an earring. Her eyes fell on Radek. "What a cute little man."
It took Radek a moment to realize she meant himself.
"Mine, mine, hands off, mine," Rodney said, with back and forth slapping gestures.
She brushed her long hair off her shoulder and put on the other earring. "So you are a homosexual, too?" she asked, looking the two naked men up and down. The earring was long and sparkled gold. Radek couldn't think of an answer, his mouth open like a fish's. She shifted towards Rodney. "You may have one or two boys, Rodney, but the rest belong to me. Goodbye, little man," she said with a wave, swinging a long coat around her shoulders. She called out as she left, "It is New York. Don't wait up." The door shut behind her, the door chain swinging.
Still open-mouthed, Radek turned to Rodney for an explanation. Who winced.
"You lose all semblance of privacy on the road." He rolled his head. "I'm a headliner so I'm supposed to have my own room but, Sonja just broke up with her partner of eleven years – broken off the relationship I mean, they're still skating together, and let me tell you, one should never get involved with anyone you skate with, it's always an unmitigated disaster – anyway, I had the double queen beds and she's not really a bad roommate. She doesn't wear my things, she's clean, and," Rodney added with a nervous snicker, "well, so far she just uses it as a closet."
Radek only blinked at him.
"It's not like anyone's going to gossip about the two of us," Rodney added. He held up a forefinger. "And for the record, she only caught me masturbating the one time. I've since learned to use the door chain." He glanced at the loose door chain. "Mostly."
"She saw me naked."
"We've all seen each other either naked or half-dr...." Rodney trailed off and let his hands drop to his lap. "I forget you're not a skater."
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Date: 2007-12-31 04:50 am (UTC)What's RHPS?
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Date: 2007-12-31 05:37 am (UTC)And it's true!
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Date: 2007-12-31 05:45 am (UTC)What's true? That RHPS has tons of sequins, that figure skating and theatre culture are very similar, or that either skating and/or figure skating has no privacy whatsoever?
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Date: 2007-12-31 03:35 pm (UTC)In which there are many, many sequins :)