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This is a tag to Common Ground (the one where we learn that the Wraith can give back what they take away), 1035 words, rated R.

Summary:  There's simply no way Sheppard came through that experience unscathed.

Thank you to [personal profile] zats_clear for her alpha/beta assistance.  :-)

AFFIRMATION

Of course John said he was all right. Repeatedly. But they’d all seen what Kolya’s pet Wraith had done to him, and they weren’t buying it. Even after Beckett reluctantly gave him a clean bill of health they were all still hovering around him anxiously.
Rodney stayed a cautious two steps back from the others, because John increasingly had the look of a man who was about to scream. At his friends. For caring. Was he the only one who could see that?
Time to break this party up. “Well, I’d better get back to my lab. There’re a couple of experiments I’ve been neglecting…” Possibly he could have phrased that better, if the glares coming in his direction were anything to go by. “In a good cause,” he added hastily. “Glad you’re back.”
John had the tiniest of smiles on his face, although his eyes didn’t show any amusement. “Thank you, Rodney.”
Rodney forced his lips into something that might come across as a smile, and left quickly, heading for his quarters. He really did intend to go to his lab, where there really were important experiments languishing for his attention. But first a much-needed shower, to wash away the sweat from hours of fear and horror.
~~~~
Much later, when John opened his door, he still looked like a man who was about to scream. “What part of ‘Do Not Disturb’ don’t you get?”
“Huh?” Rodney said intelligently, making a show of looking for a sign that he’d somehow missed.
“I said I wanted to have some time to myself,” John growled. But he stepped back and let Rodney into the room all the same.
“When did you say that, hmm? After I left?”
“I told Elizabeth to pass the word.” John sat down on the foot of his bed, and Rodney immediately got the eerie impression that he’d been sitting that exact way for hours.
“Huh. Guess my comm link must be down.” Rodney tapped his ear bud while frowning suspiciously.
“You’re full of it, McKay.”
Rodney crossed in front of John and sat down beside him. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Of course you don’t.”
Rodney looked around the room for inspiration, and found none. He cleared his throat and offered lamely, “So, today sucked, huh?”
John gaped in disbelief. “Great choice of words, McKay!”
“Oh, shit! Sorry. I’m sorry.”
“Why am I not surprised?” John closed his eyes and shook his head.
“What?” Rodney sat a little straighter.  “What’s that supposed to mean?”
”I’m talking about that, that thing you do, where you think you’re being such a great friend and you can make everything better somehow, but you just don’t have a clue, do you?”
“Oh, well, at least I try!” Rodney said huffily. “My heart’s in the right place.”
“And now it’s all about you.”
“What?” Rodney squeaked.  “Listen, Colonel, I didn’t come here to be insulted!  I’ve had a bad day, too, you know.”  John stared at him. “Well, not like yours, of course.  I didn't mean...."
“So, not quite as bad as mine?” John sneered.
“It was still pretty horrific on this end, you know,” Rodney snapped. Recovering a bit, he added quickly, “Elizabeth was very upset.”
John’s narrow-eyed glare turned into a bemused blink. “Elizabeth?”
“See? It’s not all about me,” Rodney said loftily. 
“Oh, Rodney.” John abruptly dropped his head into his hands. “You should probably just go.”
Rodney squirmed, and wondered just how this had all gone so wrong. “I was just trying to…”
“Help. I know. It’s not working.”
Rodney sighed. “Any idea what actually might?”
After a few seconds, John lifted his head and turned to him. “Yeah.  How would you feel about a blowjob?”  
Rodney’s lips tightened. “Right.” He stood up and started to walk past John, looking down at him to give a withering glare, and saw his expression. He stopped. “You were trying to offend me into leaving?”
“No,” John said calmly.
“Oh.” Rodney turned and sank back down next to John. “Because I wasn’t offended.”
John looked faintly amused. “No?”
“No, well, of course I was offended that you would try to offend me, but I wasn’t offended by what you said. When you weren’t trying to offend me.”
“You’re babbling.” It sounded almost affectionate.
“I am cool, calm and collected,” Rodney protested, wishing that he sounded more convincing and that his heart would stop hammering.
John rubbed at his forehead with his knuckles, hard.
“Does your head ache?”
“I get that from talking to you.”
Rodney harrumphed. “Still not offended.”
“Still not trying. And you still haven’t answered my question.”
“How I would feel about…”
“A blowjob. Yes, Rodney, that was the question.” John looked like he didn’t care what the answer was, one way or another.
“You’re going to need to be more specific.” Rodney lifted his chin. “Giving or receiving?”
“Would you be interested in receiving?” John asked quickly.
“I’m a red-blooded human male,” Rodney answered, blinking. “I presume that somewhere there might conceivably be some man who wouldn’t be…”
John knuckled his forehead again. “I’m going to take that as a yes.”
“Well…yes.”
“Okay, then, stand up. Stand up; get your cock out. Come on!”
Rodney stared at his friend. “You’re being very…forthright?”
“Maybe that’s because I don’t feel like I’ve got much of anything to lose. I lost everything already today. And got it back.”
Me, too.
Uncertain, Rodney stood up nonetheless and moved in front of John. “Are you sure you want to do this?”
“You don’t seem very eager,” John gibed, as his fingers pressed against the evidence of Rodney’s undoubted, growing eagerness.
“It’s not that.” Rodney put a hand on John’s shoulder for support as John opened up his trouser fly and his knees started to tremble. “I just can’t quite see how giving me a blow job is going to make you happy.”
“I can’t imagine anything making me feel happy right now,” John said without looking up, focusing all his attention on the cock he was pulling out of Rodney’s shorts. “But this will make me feel alive, anyway.”
Moist heat enveloped Rodney, and he wrapped his hands in John’s hair.
Me, too.

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Date: Aug. 19th, 2007 09:31 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] tejas.livejournal.com
I have this in my email and everytime I went to read it, something dragged me away from it.

Ok, so it's McShep... but it's good McShep. :-)

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Date: Aug. 19th, 2007 09:55 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] tejas.livejournal.com
:-):-)

Besides, there's that thing [livejournal.com profile] ivorygates is *not* writing to follow. :-)

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Date: Aug. 19th, 2007 09:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] green-grrl.livejournal.com
I lost everything already today. And got it back.”
Me, too.


Oh! Oh! *squishes them*

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Date: Aug. 19th, 2007 11:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] duck-wrangler.livejournal.com
McShep.... yup, y'all are starting to make me a true believer! Great voices Sid!

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Date: Aug. 20th, 2007 12:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] delphia2000.livejournal.com
Poor Shep. Rodney will make him feel better eventually, I'm sure. Nice voices and nice tap-dancing around the emos. *searches closet for bottle of truth serum to send them*

Please McShep some more. :o)

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Date: Aug. 20th, 2007 12:13 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] ivorygates
This is very sweet!

*hugs Pegasus boyz*

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Date: Aug. 20th, 2007 04:09 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] twicet.livejournal.com
I like this. Thank you.

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Date: Aug. 20th, 2007 11:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] galaxy-song.livejournal.com
aw I wish this had been longer but it was really good.

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Date: Aug. 20th, 2007 06:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] adafrog.livejournal.com
Oh, poor boys. *hugs them*

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Date: Aug. 20th, 2007 09:45 pm (UTC)

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Date: Aug. 22nd, 2007 06:30 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] emeraldteal.livejournal.com
Ah, great tag for the episode.

“I can’t imagine anything making me feel happy right now,” John said without looking up, focusing all his attention on the cock he was pulling out of Rodney’s shorts. “But this will make me feel alive, anyway.”

Not everything's gonna turn up all rainbow and sparkle, but at least they've got each other, and are working on it. Sorta. :D

Thanks!

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Date: Aug. 24th, 2007 02:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] charmedstrange1.livejournal.com
I just now got a chance to read and wanted to say, oh, ouchy boys. Poor John. Hot and yet angsty, and yet hot.

*sigh* I'm gonna hafta get me a J/R icon. You know, they are kinda like Strawberry ice cream. Not your favorite, but if you can't have Chocolate, sometimes you forget until you try it again just how good Strawberry can actually be.

~~~~off topic, sort of
PS- speaking of Chocolate, maybe you explained this already, but can you tell me why it's now "Less Intense"? <<<<<- Just curious. :)

<3

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Date: Aug. 24th, 2007 12:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] charmedstrange1.livejournal.com
Oh. Hee. I get it now. :P

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Date: Aug. 30th, 2007 05:24 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] zats-clear.livejournal.com
No, well, of course I was offended that you would try to offend me, but I wasn’t offended by what you said. When you weren’t trying to offend me.”
“You’re babbling.”


I love reading this part! The voices are juuuuussssttt right.

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Date: Feb. 20th, 2008 06:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bugchicklv.livejournal.com
Oh, the angst! I do so love me some affirmation sex. It's an odd kink but I can't help it.

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