Snarky - I like it (4466584) wrote,
Snarky - I like it

Fics (drabbles, SGA): Rash, Blizzard

Title: Rash
Words: 118
Pairing/Characters: Sheppard/Lorne
Summary: John's got a rash . . . wonder where that come from?
Warnings: Slash, mentions of explicit activities.
Genre: humor/romance

Lieutenant Colonel John Sheppard poked his head into the firing range.  “Hey, uh, Lorne?” He said awkwardly.  “Can you come over here?”

Lorne looked up from cleaning a P-90, curious, “Yes, sir.  What do you need, sir?” Sheppard scratched the back of his head. “Are you alright?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine.  Just, uh,” he looked around, and seeing no one, he continued, “Did you get a sort of, uh, rash type thing at P3X-227?”  He lifted his shirt up to show his XO the red-ish purple discoloration on his stomach.

Lorne’s eyebrows shot up, “Oh, from the –”

“Yeah,” John nodded.

“Where we were –”

“Yeah.”   They both blushed.

“So, uh,” Lorne started, “No more sex off-world?”



Title: Blizzard
Words: 225
Pairing/characters: Sheppard/Lorne
Summary:  Really, it's Evan's <i>duty</i> to keep John warm . . . as a soldier.  Yes, a soldier!  Nevermind how adorable he looks all curled up like that . . .
Warning: Slash, nudity
Genre: Romance/Fluff

 John Sheppard blinked his eyes open.  Dazed, it was the feel of the Puddle Jumper – the Ancient machinery humming in his head – and not the sight of it that made him realize where he was.   Slowly, then, he realized he was in the back section, lying on the open floor.  He was in a sleeping bag, warm with the heat of the fabric and—


The major’s head shot up. “Sir!” he said, surprised, “You’re awake!  How are you? Are you still cold?”

John scrunched his eyes up in confusion, “Am I naked?”

“Uh,” he started awkwardly, “yes, sir.  Keeping you warm, sir.  You fell in some water outside.  Do you remember that?”

John squinted at him some more, “No.  Is there a blizzard outside?”

“Yes, sir.  It’s good that you remember that.  Can you tell me who the leader of Atlantis is?”

“Woolsey.  Did I hit my head?”  He went to touch it, but as soon as his hand was out of the safe warmth of sleeping bags and Evan Lorne, he realized his mistake.

“I’m not sure,” Evan grabbed the chilled hand and wrapped his own around it, “But I’d like to be safe.   What’s your full name and rank?”

“Lieutenant Colonel John Sheppard of the United States Air Force.” John huddled closer to Lorne, nuzzling his XO’s neck.  Sighing in comfort, Evan wrapped one hand around his companion’s neck.

“Can you tell me the sum of 37 and 28?” Lorne whispered into his ear.

“65,” John mumbled.   Evan smiled into his cheek.

Tags: fic, sga, sheppard/lorne

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