Pilgrims' Hands Do Touch, by Beadattitude (NC-17)
Rec Category: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Pairing: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Category: Slash, angst
Warning: Slash
Author on LJ: beadattitude
Link: Pilgrims' Hands Do Touch
Why This Must Be Read:
This is a lovely first-time fic that pulls at my heartstrings every time I read it. The story starts with John and Rodney having to hold hands as part of an off-world ceremony, and in no time at all it turns into shy flirting/foreplay communicated entirely through them stroking their hands together. Unsurprisingly, given how terrible they are at discussing about anything emotion-related, once the ceremony is over and they're actually able to talk to each other, everything falls apart. My heart just goes out to both of them throughout the story, and how they resolve it in the end is so very them.
Excerpt:
He wanted to kiss Rodney so badly it hurt. He wanted to bring their hands together and kiss his fingers, the center of his palm, nip the big joint of his thumb and brush his lips across the soft inner skin of his wrist. The strength of it shook him. He closed his eyes tighter, wrestling to hold it at bay when all he wanted was to lean over their joined hands, turn Rodney’s face to his and kiss him slow enough to learn every dip of that fantastically crooked mouth.
Repressed secret crushes had a hell of a recoil, he thought.
Pairing: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Category: Slash, angst
Warning: Slash
Author on LJ: beadattitude
Link: Pilgrims' Hands Do Touch
Why This Must Be Read:
This is a lovely first-time fic that pulls at my heartstrings every time I read it. The story starts with John and Rodney having to hold hands as part of an off-world ceremony, and in no time at all it turns into shy flirting/foreplay communicated entirely through them stroking their hands together. Unsurprisingly, given how terrible they are at discussing about anything emotion-related, once the ceremony is over and they're actually able to talk to each other, everything falls apart. My heart just goes out to both of them throughout the story, and how they resolve it in the end is so very them.
Excerpt:
He wanted to kiss Rodney so badly it hurt. He wanted to bring their hands together and kiss his fingers, the center of his palm, nip the big joint of his thumb and brush his lips across the soft inner skin of his wrist. The strength of it shook him. He closed his eyes tighter, wrestling to hold it at bay when all he wanted was to lean over their joined hands, turn Rodney’s face to his and kiss him slow enough to learn every dip of that fantastically crooked mouth.
Repressed secret crushes had a hell of a recoil, he thought.