|dusty (dustandroses) wrote in dustyrydersrecs,|
@ 2005-10-29 23:12:00
|Current music:||The Mothership Connection (Star Child) - Parliament|
|Entry tags:||author: basingstoke, dex, emmagan, fandom: sga, het, humor, mckay, ot4, pwp, sheppard, slash|
Fandom: Stargate: Atlantis
Title: No, Really and the sequel Yes, Maybe
Genre: Slash, Het, PWP, Humor
Warnings: Some Het
Spoilers: Slight spoilers Early Season 2 - Perhaps through Condemned?
Notes: I like a good group sex fic, from time to time, but most of the time, they don't really seem to work. This one definitely works for me. Everyone continues in character, and it's fun and funny and hot all at the same time. Now this is what you call Team Building!
Excerpt from No, Really:
"Rodney, calm down."
"No, I think I've been very stoic, and now it's time to panic!" Rodney stumbled to his feet, one hand pressed to his back like an old man.
"Is Tarzan an insult?" Ronon asked Teyla.
"Yes! Yes, it is!" Rodney said, crossing his arms. "Yes, I am insulting you, because why not? We're trapped in a collapsed cave *miles* from the gate with nonfunctioning radios and no convenient piles of garbage from which I can MacGyver us an Ancient escalator! We! Are! Screwed! And in the face of certain doom, I'm feeling tremendous freedom!" Rodney flung his arms wide and started pacing again. "You have stupid hair!" he said, pointing at John. "You need to learn contractions!" he said, pointing at Teyla. "And you need to learn about spoons!" he concluded, pointing at Ronon.
He stopped, panting, in the middle of the cave. They all looked at him.
"You done?" John asked. Rodney groaned and sank down cross-legged, his face in his hands.
"I can't actually do anything about my hair," John said a few minutes later, while Rodney curled near-fetal with misery. "I need gel or pomade or something to deal with the cowlicks, and that stuff was classified nonessential. Though the women got to bring their makeup. I call that unfair."
"Contractions are inelegant in Athosian. My father taught me to speak properly," Teyla said.
"I know how to use a spoon," Ronon said. "I prefer to use my fingers."
"Of course you do," Rodney muttered.
I rate these fic: I Like This One