SGA FIC: Out Of Bounds - John/Rodney - NC-17

[icarus]

This isn't the section under debate. We'll just post this one scene while the three scenes that come after are worked out. Because you know, progress, it's a good thing.

You can get caught up here: Out Of Bounds.

Title: Out Of Bounds
Author: Icarus
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: John/Rodney
Summary: A woman in oversized sunglasses and a funky 70s-style rabbit fur jacket stood in Rodney's place.
A/N: Thank you to my intrepid and hard-working betas, dossier and rabidfan.

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. Their teasing friendship warms into something more, and following a serious injury, John temporarily moves in with Rodney. Rodney finally convinces him to swallow his pride and quit his job to focus exclusively on skating.

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Out Of Bounds
by Icarus


John circled the rink one more time, having to pump energy into his strokes, feeling saturated. He'd never had a summer free to skate like this, free of the pressure of an impending competition. Even as a kid he'd always had to beg rides from his brother, and his parents would pay for only so much skate time.

Gliding at speed he skipped into a backward hop, body spongy and loose – too loose. He popped the jump. He ducked his head, a guilty flick at the doorway where Rodney had gone. Fortunately he wasn't back yet.

A woman in oversized sunglasses and a funky 70s-style rabbit fur jacket stood in Rodney's place. Her pink lips were pursed, one hand on her hip. She wore very high spiked heels which was why John continued to watch. You didn't see that around here.

Her chin lifted as she seemed to scan the little skating rink. Her gaze passed over John's head, ignoring him, and crawled across the ceiling. There were overhead pipes and spreading rust stains. John followed her hard stare and, okay, the squares of open florescent light tubes had lost all their plastic covers. But that happened when you mixed hockey, kids, and relatively low ceilings. And true, the sprinkler heads dangled like alien probes and were speckled at the ends, and then there was the annoying flickering light panel at the far corner that no one ever managed to fix... so John hadn't looked around in a while.

Her hand slid from her hip and she shifted her weight, canting the left hip now, the other fist planted. Her little mouth formed a frown.

Her gaze shifted and lingered on the wooden benches. John noticed they were dented and missing strips of red paint. John's glance followed where hers paused a long moment, and there he had to wince. The greenish-black fuzz on the upper wall was mostly due to the heaters back there, they caused some condensation and the Hurwitzes had just painted again a few months back, but....

Rodney came trundling down the bleacher stairs, exiting the press box. His face lit up as he spotted the woman.

"Hey...!" Rodney began, with a bounce and a smile and a small wave.

"I am not skating here," she announced, imperious. She spun on her high heels and started back up the stairs with a blond flounce.

"But... I don't have anything else planned...." Rodney said.

"Reschedule!" she declared with a flick of her wrist over her shoulder, the fur tails of her jacket bouncing as she clicked through the doors. They echoed shut behind her.

"Who was that?" John asked, forehead rumpled in mixed amusement and annoyance. He liked the Hurwitzes and it wasn't like they didn't try hard. Besides, you just needed ice; it didn't have to be fancy.

"That." Rodney gave an exaggerated sigh. "Was your choreographer."

"I have a choreographer?"

"Hopefully."

John blinked in disbelief. His words came out in a surprised, shaky breath. "Cool."



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Comments

[bramble-rose.livejournal.com]

I may have shrieked a little at the word "choreographer" Very Cool, Indeed!!!

*bouncing in anticipation*

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

Hee. Thank you. Yeah, John's pretty jazzed, too. He's never had a real choreographer.

[dossier.livejournal.com]

Sonja is such a diva :) I'm with John: ice is what's necessary.

[melagan.livejournal.com]

"I have a choreographer?"

\o/

[rabidfan.livejournal.com]

Yey, another posted section! Love John's seeing the rink thru Sonja's eyes. We only notice things we're accustomed to when someone else looks at them with disapproval. Like my baseboards.

[crownglass39.livejournal.com]

Cool indeed!

[blacknblue2.livejournal.com]

Hee! He's just like a kid! I love it!

[twistedrecesses.livejournal.com]

I'm still maudlin, but I am eagerly anticipating the next couple sections nonetheless.

[skeddy-kat.livejournal.com]

Nice to see more. I love that seeing the rink through her eyes didn't lessen it in his. And choreography!

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

Good point. Especially since John didn't pick this rink. Rodney did. Previously John skated at the University of Toronto's first rate rink (one of the main reasons he picked that college).

[seekergeek.livejournal.com]

Ooooh, diva choreographer! Can't wait to see what she does with John!

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

Would you believe that we still ended up with a tie on the rewrite of the next section? *headscratch*

Why are you maudlin? :)

[incidental-fire.livejournal.com]

Heh. I can't wait to see what happens when Sonja and John actually start working together. Hair will be pulled, I'm sure. :)

[twistedrecesses.livejournal.com]

Still with a tie? I'm not quite sure what kind of math you're playing with there...

As for being maudlin, Birthday boy flaked out on me (again). And I just IMed him telling him that I like him, his flakiness drives me crazy, and he and I should have more sex. He has yet to respond...

[d_odyssey.livejournal.com]

I think I've been in the rink you described. Very true, low ceilings and hockey players do not mix. *g* Alright, choreographer with an attitude. Can't wait to see how she and Rodney mix, let alone how John is going to take more direction. Clashing egos ahead! Enjoyed this one and look forward to the next.

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

Especially young hockey players. They try to get the sticks to stick in the ceiling.

Oh, she and Rodney know each other very well. This is the very same Sonja who was Rodney's skating partner in the early 90s and one of the few friends he retained from his early years as a star.

[gnine.livejournal.com]

*snicker* Oh, she's gonna be interesting! Love John's reaction, oh, these two are just SO cute in this! Whee for more, short, but still, wheee! ^_^

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

Only the best for Sonja. *smirks*

(Still stymied by that section.)

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

John will do the happy dance later, once it's percolated through. He's always been rather a low-rent skater.

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

*checks own baseboards* Oh, dear....

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

As if there were anything more Rodney could do for him....

Actually, there is. But a few things haven't come up yet.

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

John Sheppard is always a kid, but this John Sheppard is only 28. A very, very young 28.

[hawkwings.livejournal.com]

Very cool. Loking forward to seeing them skate! I'm glad you're posting bits - don't care how long, it's all good! Although... I've been trawling youtube, watching Evan Lysacek skate, when I should be writing about seed germination....

[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

Diva, yes, that's Sonja all the way.

[lavvyan.livejournal.com]

Ooh, this I've been looking for! I wonder how long John will be thrilled at having a choreographer all of his own. :D