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Completely unrelated to anything except "why is my life so odd?", I have four mosquito bites on the back of my right hand, in a half-a-square-inch area. The truly weird part is that they're almost lined up in a perfectly bisected right triangle.

Mosquitoes are doing geometry on the back of my hand. If this were fiction, no one would ever buy it. *g*


Dove Dark Promises, the little dark chocolate pieces wrapped in foil? Have messages printed on the inside of the foil--mildly romantic, like "Remember your first everything," or vaguely naughty, like "Smile. People will wonder what you've been up to."

Today's message managed to stab my cheesy romantic button squarely in the... button: "When two hearts race, both win."

Good lord, I'm unredeemable. Irreversably contaminated. But I kinda sorta said, "awww."

Speaking of "awww" (look, Ma, segue!), this past weekend, I was bummed, bummed was I, most likely a combination of post-traumatic stress from six days of entertaining my parents, Insane Psycho Tourists that they are (from which I'm still recovering, catching-up-online-wise), and still having to wait for the season premieres. (Three days! Eeee!)

Part of what pulled me out of that (besides y'all being you) was rereading one of my favoritest, guaranteed-happy, never-ever-fails-to-make-me-smile series of fics, [livejournal.com profile] kalimyre's Environmental Controls series (in her journal, or on Wraithbait).

And [livejournal.com profile] kalimyre, again, made me give a huge fangirly squee and get all shiny and happy again. If you've never read them, go, read. If you have, go read again, dangit. *g*

Such a fangirly squee did I give, that I just had to write a tiny missing scene for part 4, Gelid, which [livejournal.com profile] kalimyre incredibly graciously encouraged me to post. ("She liked it!" squee!)


Naked

Warm was the feeling that John woke up with. Warm--and somehow illicit, in a good way, concentrated along his chest and his legs and especially under his hand.

He focused on the hand, resting as it was over warm bare skin, and it was the bare and the skin parts that finally dragged him the rest of the way to waking.

He'd come back to Rodney's room after doing their laundry, washing away the evidence of their misadventure with Rodney and a cave and twenty-seven hours of mud and worry, and found Rodney asleep again.

Rodney had shut him down after they'd woken up the first time, but that hadn't stopped John from slipping back into bed with him. Maybe that was where the illicit feeling came from, that John had snuck in to join him again without a real invitation.

That, or the fact that he knew Rodney was sleeping naked, and that there was now warm bare skin under John's hand.

He'd ended up with his hand splayed over Rodney's hip, thumb tucked into the crease at the top of his thigh, fingers fanned out just where the edge of Rodney's ass curved down and away.

It was a dangerous spot, just barely neutral--let his hand slide one direction, and he'd be palming the swell of Rodney's ass. Let it wander the other way, and he'd end up where that trail of hair down the middle of Rodney's chest terminated, the one he resolutely had not been following with his eyes in the shower last night.

But where he was, he was balanced on the precipice, and he kind of liked the imminent thrill. Even when it became still more precipitous, when Rodney stirred under his hand and then woke up--maybe disturbed by the faint tension in John's hand.

"You're here," Rodney said, voice rough with sleep or casual annoyance. John couldn't say which.

"I washed your clothes," John said, going for charming, though it probably came out inane. He was distracted by Rodney moving again--it made John's thumb slip along his skin, rubbing over the silky warmth.

Rodney rolled his head on the pillow, looking in John's general direction, though John was sure he couldn't see past his own shoulder. "I was wondering whether you'd gotten in the habit of collecting dirt-encrusted souvenirs."

John propped his head on his free hand, so that he could see Rodney, or so that Rodney could see him. Maybe both. "Nope. Got the dirt out. Well, most of it," he admitted, remembering Rodney's not-as-blue-as-it-once-was shirt.

"And then..." Rodney raised his eyebrows--at least, the one John could see, making the bandage on his forehead bob with it.

John shrugged, just a gentle roll of his shoulders and a twitch of the hand still perched on Rodney's hip. Rodney hadn't objected, so John wasn't going to make a big deal about it until Rodney did. "You were in bed."

"So you got in bed, too." Rodney glanced at him through one narrowed eye.

"A nap seemed like a good idea." John drummed his fingers gently on Rodney's hip, just to feel the skin give and spring back. "After all, you had it first."

Rodney snorted. "Oh, no, no, that wasn't me. Blame Carson and the frustrated despotism of the medical system."

"I'll do that." John stifled a yawn and sank back onto the pillow, close enough to feel his own breath curling against the back of Rodney's neck. John hitched closer, hand tightening briefly for balance, and his chest brushed against Rodney's back.

Rodney went still for a minute, then exhaled. "So, you did our laundry?"

"Yup," John murmured, staring at the curve where Rodney's neck flowed into his shoulder. He didn't mention the near-miss he'd had with Ford, not that there was really anything for him to--miss, nearly. "Don't expect that to become a habit."

"Perish the thought," Rodney said dryly, then rolled away from John and stood up. John let his hand settle on the mattress, though the warmth lingering in the sheets wasn't anything like the warmth of Rodney, and deliberately closed his eyes to keep from watching Rodney walk around the room naked as he gathered up the clothing he'd left scattered earlier.

John wasn't sure he should be looking, not in the light of day, and he didn't entirely trust his eyes not to wander.

"And now I really do need to get back to my lab." John peeked enough to see that Rodney had his pants on, and he pushed himself upright as Rodney pulled on a shirt. "My lab, emphasis on 'my,' despite the authority problems of certain so-called health professionals."

Rodney dumped John's clean uniform on the bed and slipped into the bathroom, cutting short the logistics dilemma John had just formed in his head about changing in front of Rodney. He was still wearing Rodney's boxers, after all, and it would be safer to leave them here, instead of risking another non-incident like the one with Ford. And it wasn't like Rodney hadn't seen John naked just last night--Rodney had actually pulled John's pants and boxers off himself, in the shower.

But he was relieved anyway, and he didn't stop to think about why, just shucked Rodney's boxers off and started pulling his own clothes on in the meantime.

He was just debating whether to put his dried-mud-covered boots on over his nice clean socks when Rodney came back out, squinted down at the clumps falling onto the already-mud-streaked floor, and frowned. "What about the rest of this mess, anyway? At least half of that is yours, you know."

"Accumulated in the effort to rescue your sorry ass, I'll remind you." Debate settled, John grabbed his boots in one hand and stood up, smiling at Rodney. "Besides, I think it's only fair that I leave something for you to clean up, Rodney."

"That's exactly what I was afraid of," Rodney muttered, almost to himself. But his usual acerbity rang a little hollow, and something in his face was stripped bare, more naked than when he'd been walking around without any clothes on, and John had to turn his head away.

Because John wasn't sure he should be looking at that, either, and he tapped the door control with one hand, forcing himself not to flinch at the fleeting chill of the crystal under his fingers.

***

Date: 2005-07-12 07:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thegrrrl2002.livejournal.com
Oh, I just loved "Environmental Controls". And now your missing scene, too. Snuggling in bed, does it get any better than that? Hip touching. ::sighs::

I so enjoy when you have the happy shiny fangirly squee goin' on.

Date: 2005-07-12 08:57 pm (UTC)
ext_2331: (shep happy place)
From: [identity profile] kageygirl.livejournal.com
I am dangerously susceptible to the snuggling in bed.

I so enjoy when you have the happy shiny fangirly squee goin' on.

For then I am silly and wiggly like a puppy? Okay, I like puppies, myself. *g* 76 hours! *bounces* And I'm glad you liked this, Grrrl, thanks. *g*

Date: 2005-07-12 07:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_inbetween_/
Oooh. *sighs* Funny how clearly I could hear J's voice, especially the emphasis on the italicised bits. Now I'll have to go see and hope that kalimyre actually went a bit further than you did (not less so) :)

Date: 2005-07-12 09:00 pm (UTC)
ext_2331: (arthur merlin none taken)
From: [identity profile] kageygirl.livejournal.com
Oh, you have to read the original! It's brilliantly sweet, and happy-making, much more so than this. *g*

Date: 2005-07-12 08:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shetiger.livejournal.com
It was a dangerous spot, just barely neutral--let his hand slide one direction, and he'd be palming the swell of Rodney's ass. Let it wander the other way, and he'd end up where that trail of hair down the middle of Rodney's chest terminated, the one he resolutely had not been following with his eyes in the shower last night.

Really, do I need to say anything more than that? Because I think that's pretty much got it covered.

Great addition to a great series, babe. :)

Date: 2005-07-12 09:04 pm (UTC)
ext_2331: (shep happy place)
From: [identity profile] kageygirl.livejournal.com
Oh, thank you!

Because I think that's pretty much got it covered.

Well, not quite--it should be covered. By John's hand. Slowly, not tentative but teasing, sliding down, molding his palm over Rodney, soaking in the heat he gives off like a furnace...

Date: 2005-07-12 08:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] drlense.livejournal.com
Yay! I liked it.

Date: 2005-07-12 09:05 pm (UTC)
ext_2331: (tim tony heart)
From: [identity profile] kageygirl.livejournal.com
Yay, thanks! (Squee! I'm warming up.)

Date: 2005-07-12 09:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_bettina_/
This is great missing scene, I like it and it's sweet. Hee. And I love the Environmental Controls series. It's fantastic :-).

Date: 2005-07-12 09:06 pm (UTC)
ext_2331: (kara too sexy)
From: [identity profile] kageygirl.livejournal.com
Thanks, hon! And it is a fantastic series, isn't it? Happy happy me. *g*

Date: 2005-07-12 09:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] miera-c.livejournal.com
"Blame Carson and the frustrated despotism of the medical system."

Napoleonic power monger!

Whoops, wrong show.

It's really wrong to make me long for cuddling up in a bed with a warm body when it's hotter than the surface of the friggin sun here.

*virtual snuggles, while eating ice cubes*

Date: 2005-07-13 06:01 pm (UTC)
ext_2331: (b/o'b temporal mechanics)
From: [identity profile] kageygirl.livejournal.com
It's really wrong to make me long for cuddling up in a bed with a warm body when it's hotter than the surface of the friggin sun here.

I'm sorry. But soon, moderate climate! And AC! It turned cooler here, alla sudden.

*snuggles back, sans body heat*

Date: 2005-07-12 09:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecomfychair.livejournal.com
*flails* I love "Enviromental Controls" and this scene (with scandalous hip touching) just fit rights in. Now I have to go reread the whole series. Oh, the hardship.

Date: 2005-07-13 06:03 pm (UTC)
ext_2331: (shep happy place)
From: [identity profile] kageygirl.livejournal.com
Now I have to go reread the whole series. Oh, the hardship.

Oh no, not that! *g* Thanks, so glad you liked it!

Date: 2005-07-12 09:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tallihensia.livejournal.com
You've totally caught it! [livejournal.com profile] kalimyre's voice and style, the feel of Environmental Controls, the continuation... this really *does* feel like a missing scene. And one I'd so wanted to see! Perfect choice of one to write for, and I love how you managed to insert it in there without disrupting the flow of the series (it must have been *so* hard to resist making them fall in to each other's arms right there!)

I love the 'dangerous spot' that John's hand ended up in -- his subconscious is totally on over-time! And his conscious *still* doesn't have a clue.

Staring at curves between neck and shoulders, that's also a good thing for John to do... and argh, argh! It's a good thing it's not too much longer before Fire. ;D

Thank you for writing that lovely missing scene -- and to [livejournal.com profile] kalimyre for asking you to post it!

Date: 2005-07-13 06:12 pm (UTC)
ext_2331: (b/o'b temporal mechanics)
From: [identity profile] kageygirl.livejournal.com
(it must have been *so* hard to resist making them fall in to each other's arms right there!)

Hee! Knowing the pretty, pretty shape of things to come made it a little easier. *g*

Thank you so much--I'm really glad you liked it, and that it fit in well for you. *bg*

Date: 2005-07-12 11:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mmmchelle.livejournal.com
Nice. Very, very nice. It made me want to go reread the series, so I could read them getting together.

Date: 2005-07-13 06:27 pm (UTC)
ext_2331: (hunt for red october)
From: [identity profile] kageygirl.livejournal.com
Thanks, chelle. The series is so squee-productive! (that, and the two days--TWO DAYS!)

Date: 2005-07-12 11:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jenlev.livejournal.com
lovely and full of the edge of how their intimacy impacts each of them. the last two paragraphs are especially exquisite. *g*

Date: 2005-07-13 06:28 pm (UTC)
ext_2331: (shep happy place)
From: [identity profile] kageygirl.livejournal.com
Oh, thank you, Jen--I'm so pleased you liked it. *g*

Date: 2005-07-12 11:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wickdzoot.livejournal.com
You already know how lovely I thought this was but yay! You posted!

Date: 2005-07-13 06:28 pm (UTC)
ext_2331: (hunt for red october)
From: [identity profile] kageygirl.livejournal.com
*hugs* You sweet thang, you.

Date: 2005-07-13 12:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] agentotter.livejournal.com
Oooooooooooh. Those last two paragraphs broke me.

Date: 2005-07-13 06:35 pm (UTC)
ext_2331: (georgia tech buzz)
From: [identity profile] kageygirl.livejournal.com
Yay! I mean, wait, that sounded bad. Ooh. Thanks. *g*

Date: 2005-07-13 02:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mousewitchy.livejournal.com
This is wonderful, and it fits in there perfectly. My favorite line:

But his usual acerbity rang a little hollow, and something in his face was stripped bare, more naked than when he'd been walking around without any clothes on, and John had to turn his head away.

*squees with you*

Date: 2005-07-13 06:39 pm (UTC)
ext_2331: (shep happy place)
From: [identity profile] kageygirl.livejournal.com
Oh, thank you, sweetie! *g*

*hugs*

Date: 2005-07-13 04:07 am (UTC)
ext_1637: (Default)
From: [identity profile] wickedwords.livejournal.com
Oh, this was a great little scene. I remembered some of environmental controls, and now I want to go find some of my favorite bits in it. So much fun to rediscover old loves

Date: 2005-07-13 06:41 pm (UTC)
ext_2331: (b/o'b temporal mechanics)
From: [identity profile] kageygirl.livejournal.com
So much fun to rediscover old loves

Oh, yeah--like getting a present you wanted, and asked for, and know you'll enjoy. *g*

Thanks!

Date: 2005-07-13 12:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chopchica.livejournal.com
Environmental Controls is one of my favorite stories in the fandom, and you are Kalimyre are two of my favorite writers. As I just told her, I think I would happily sell my soul for the two of you to write something together.

OMG TWO DAYS!

Date: 2005-07-13 12:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chopchica.livejournal.com
Hee! That should be "you and Kalimyre", although it'd be pretty funny if you *were* Kalimyre.

Date: 2005-07-13 06:44 pm (UTC)
ext_2331: (shep happy place)
From: [identity profile] kageygirl.livejournal.com
LOL. If I (we?) were, I think at least one of us should be worried about our multiple-personality disorder. And I'm bummed that she lives in a way nicer climate. *g*

I'm so glad you liked it, though! And, what's the going rate on a soul these days... ? *eg*

Date: 2005-07-13 01:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] taelonmahal.livejournal.com
Aww that's lovely. :)

Date: 2005-07-13 06:48 pm (UTC)
ext_2331: (georgia tech buzz)
From: [identity profile] kageygirl.livejournal.com
Thank you! *g*
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