Icon prompts!

[thegrrrl2002]

I feel like writing but I'm all aimless and unfocused. ::flails:: It's the holidays. Too much stuff going on. Although, not really--I'm not very busy this week. I think it's the thinking about having stuff to do in the future that is distracting me. How silly is that?

So anyway, I'm calling for icon prompts. The way it works is:

1. You post a comment.

2. I'll write a SGA drabble/ficlet inspired by the icon you've used.

Because I love icons. Icons are such happy things. I think everyone should do this meme in their own journals. ::eyes flist:: And yes, by everyone, I mean YOU.

ETA: Eeep! Okay, that's enough now for me to work with! ::pets pretty icons:: Oooh, inspiring!!

ETA2: Warning: Ficlets may contain spoilers for SGA 3.12 "Echoes".

Comments

[flatlanddan.livejournal.com]

Far too much stuff going on. Can't we just do the twelve days of Christmas and that's it? When did it turn into the two months of christmas.

[miera-c.livejournal.com]

amen to that. I'm already tired of Christmas music (though not Christmas cookies)

[thegrrrl2002.livejournal.com]

"Hey," John said, wrapping the towel around his hips as he exited the bathroom. "You want to get some dinner, Rodney?"

"No, no, actually," Rodney held up a finger and grinned. "I brought dinner. A roast chicken, some cheese, fresh fruit--"

It was then that John noticed the lights in the room were turned down, and unless he was greatly mistaken, those were actually candles on the table. Lit candles, sending a soft orange glow flickering throughout the room. "The power go out?" he asked.

Rodney looked up from the bag he was unpacking. "That's called 'setting the mood'." He seemed to suddenly notice John's state of undress. "Much like you are," he said, a look of pure delight crossing his face.

"Is that a bottle of wine?"

"Uh, yes." Rodney was still staring at John's low-slung towel.

Wine. Cheese. Candlelight. And Saint-Saens playing softly on an unseen radio. "This is like a date, isn't it?" John asked.

"Could be." Rodney put the wine down and sat in a chair, hands folded in front of him. "I figured with what with all the sex we keep having, it might be--well, you know--you're--" and muttered something unintelligible.

A grin tugged at the corners of John's mouth as he approached Rodney. "I'm what?" he asked. Rodney making such a fuss was terribly endearing.

Rodney took a breath. "Maybethebestthingthateverhappenedtome," he said with a defiant stare.

"Really?" John kept walking until he bumped knees with Rodney. Then, straddling Rodney's legs, he kept going until his stomach pressed against Rodney's face.

"There is no question in my mind." Rodney nuzzled John's stomach, hands reaching under the towel and gliding up the back of John's thighs. "No question whatsoever."

John had never been accused of anything like that before, but all he could say was "oh", because Rodney's hands were clasped around his ass, and Rodney's mouth was hot and wet on his stomach. Rodney tugged him down onto his lap, and John leaned forward as he eased himself down so that Rodney's lips dragged up along his chest. The towel mysteriously fell to the floor and then Rodney's mouth slid over a nipple. John groaned as Rodney sucked, squirming helplessly and rubbing his cock against Rodney's stomach.

"You are just--" Rodney took hold of John's cock, and kissed his way up John's throat, small, nibbling kisses that made John whimper with delight. "Just so--" He pulled John's head down and kissed him.

It was a messy, lewd kiss, the kind that would have been enough to make John lose his mind all by itself but Rodney's fingers were stroking his cock, making him insane and all the need piled up into one great big NOW. John pulled back, panting, and rose up to sit on the table, carefully pushing the candles back and out of his way. He spread his legs, stiff cock pointing up and directly at Rodney.

"Me too," John whispered. And then groaned out loud as Rodney leaned forward and slid his wonderful, filthy mouth down over his cock.

[morebliss.livejournal.com]

I love all these ficlets, but for some reason this really hit some kind of kink! Funny, romantic, sweet and scorchingly hot! Great stuff.

[thegrrrl2002.livejournal.com]

Yay! Glad to hear it. *g* I was rather fond of this one myself--I love nakedJohn/Clothed Rodney.

Thank you!