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mckay/sheppard
293 words
Thanks for all the encouragement in the previous post! unbeta'd.
Summary: It's kind of a ritual now.



John tries to keep it to the difficult days - days when a number of his people died, when his team barely escaped a deadly situation by the seat of their pants. He likes to wait until Rodney is relaxed in bed, book in hand, and he scoots down, wrap his arms around Rodney's belly and press his face into the warm, soft place, breathe Rodney in and know that he is safe. Rodney scratches John’s scalp and then runs his fingers through the thick hair, over and over, a cyclical habit of comfort. John arches into it, hums and nuzzles, a human version of a cat’s kneading.

­John likes to press the tip of his nose into the dip of Rodney’s belly button, and Rodney’s belly trembles, because even if the man won’t admit it, he’s slightly ticklish. Rodney gently tugs on John’s hair in retaliation, and John is helpless against the smile that curls his lips, pressed against Rodney’s skin. John drags his nose up, delighting in Rodney’s entire body shaking now, the involuntary curl Rodney makes, shoulders briefly lifting off the pillow supporting them, a pointless defense against that which tickles him.

By now Rodney knows what’s coming, will move his book to one hand, granting John complete access. John runs his nose along Rodney’s collarbone, licks it, nibbles on it a little, and John feels the sense of warmth and comfort and Rodney, that mix that means home, means happiness, and John will collapse slowly sideways, half on top of Rodney, body pressed against body. He sighs, closes his eyes, dozes as he listens to Rodney mumble in reaction to what he’s reading.

John tries to keep these things to days that are difficult, but sometimes it’s damn near impossible.



nihilvanum's words:

my dear
the problem is that
you love him so much
you would allow him
to drag you all the way to hell
if it meant you could
hold his hand
on the way down

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