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schneestern, who managed to take my crappy morning and turn it into a pretty good day. ♥ (Note: I have no idea if this thing even makes sense. It's kind of late. Woops.)
schneestern, who managed to take my crappy morning and turn it into a pretty good day. ♥ (Note: I have no idea if this thing even makes sense. It's kind of late. Woops.)Nights on Atlantis are never black – there’s always a moon in the sky, a glow from the hallway that colors the carpet just beyond the door a brighter shade of gray. Rodney’s grateful for it the first time he brings John back to his room and strips him down to his base components: soft skin and hungry mouth and grasping hands that curl into fists at the base of Rodney’s spine and push him down hard.
He tastes the dark shadow of John’s jaw, the silver highlight of John’s sharp collar bone, watches John’s mouth as he comes slippery and hot between their stomachs, and thinks, I would gather stardust from the sky and make a planet out of pure light just to see you grin.
The room pales slowly, early morning creeping across the floor tactfully before it reaches out to gild the bare edge of the mattress, warm their toes. Rodney curls his arm around John’s pliant, sleeping body and dreams in graphite – the bow of John’s lower lip rendered on paper, the slow, ponderous sweep of brow, smudged and imperfect and well-loved.
When he opens his eyes, sunshine is spilling across the bed, and John is smiling.
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The room pales slowly, early morning creeping across the floor tactfully ♥
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My pathetic little romantic romatic heart beats a little faster.
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I am smiling now, really hard. eee! it's so sweet and beautiful!
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early morning creeping across the floor tactfully And for whatever reason that line does funny things to my heart. Awww.
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Also, now I want to curl up back in bed. I shall steal Rodney's dreams I think.
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Oh, god, honey. This is so amazing.
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