fic! silly little fic!
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"I can't do this," Elizabeth groaned as she finally pushed her laptop away from her.
John looked up from his playstation and the sweet double backflip he'd just made coming out of the snowboard pipe into space because it wasn't one of those realistic games. He raised an eyebrow and prepared for the next jump.
"Can't do what?" he murmured as if he was only partially paying attention.
"Explain why it's costing the IOA five million dollars more than they budgeted to build midway station," Elizabeth sighed heavily and shoved her fingers into her hair. "I didn't write the budget. I didn't come up with Rodney insane self-imposed deadline. I didn't decide that they needed to use flash drives instead of DZRs or DRDs or whatever--"
John smirked at the mention of DRDs and pretended he was not amused by little yellow robots and Claudia Black in leather. He was definitely not amused by Claudia Black in leather. Definitely-
"Shit--" he exclaimed suddenly flying off into space and killing his snowboarding avatar.
Elizabeth looked at him sympathetically as he dropped the controller and stretched. "You could go do something else," she reminded him and she reached for her laptop. "You don't really have too keep me company."
John put his hand on her laptop and slowly moved it out of reach. "Maybe it's fun here," he teased as he slipped onto the bed. "I am really addicted to that snowboarding game, and Teyla did just beat my high score."
"But you're not playing it," Elizabeth asked innocently pulling on the hem of her red t-shirt.
John's hand landed on her hip and he grinned. "No, I'm not, all of a sudden."
"Would you ever wear leather?" John asked lazily pretending not to be interested in the answer.
Elizabeth looked up slightly from her laptop, lips pursed in concentration. "Mmm?"
"Leather," John repeated as batted his remote and cast his virtual fishing line and tried not to move his head enough that she removed it from her legs. He liked it there, he could smell her and feel the warmth of her body. "Leather pants, leather vest--" he stopped fishing and hoped she hadn't really heard him.
"I have a leather coat," she offered shyly peering over her laptop at his busy fingers and then across at the TV screen. "But, I'm afraid the UN isn't as exciting as people make it sound. I have pretty boring clothes."
John smirked up at her and waited for Link's fish to bite. "Remind me to go shopping, Ronon gets his stuff from this neat little market--"
Elizabeth tapped her fingers on her keyboard and stared at him. "You know where Ronon shops?" Pausing for a second, she thought and then corrected. "Ronon shops?"
"He ruins his stuff sometimes," John explained as he jerked his white remote and reeled in his fish with a short gleeful noise. "Needs new vests."
"Why do I need one?" Elizabeth asked without really looking up. "I don't ruin my clothes."
"You'd look hot," John answered before he realized she was listening.
Elizabeth shut the laptop with a click and set it aside as John reeled in a huge fish and congratulated himself as Link held it above his head. He wasn't even paying attention until her head was just above his face.
"I'd look hot?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Uhhh-" he floundered for a moment as she stripped him of the wrist strap on his remote. Pouting as he watched his game shut down, he rolled over so his head was on her thighs and decided to grin impishly. "You're usually hot," he started naughtily. "Especially when you give me that look-" he pointed at her eyebrow and winked. "But Elizabeth, it's tight black leather...like 'Farscape'."
Resting her hand on his cheek, Elizabeth looked aside thoughtfully. "Ben Browder always looks familiar," she mused as she slid her hand up to muss his hair.
"He doesn't look like Mitchell," John corrected with a scoff. "I'm not talking about him."
Staring at her chest for a moment, Elizabeth sighed and looked up at him apologetically. "I don't have the breasts for Aeryn Sun," she admitted as he grinned up at them from underneath.
"It's not the size," John began as he reached up to flatten her breasts together for effect. "It's presentation."
Her thumb landed on his smirking mouth and she started to laugh. "I'll see what I can do," she offered rolling her eyes as his eyes flashed in victory.
"You know," John started as he kissed her thumb and started his way up her arm. "You're amazing."
"Apparently I'm hot too," Elizabeth teased back as he stopped his kissing and bent down over him. "You're not bad yourself."
"Ben Browder has a better ass," John complained as if it was a known fact.
Elizabeth pretended to ponder that for a moment and giggled when he shook his head in disgust. "I will if you will," she offered as she slid his hand over her breast as a diversionary tactic.
"Get leather pants?" John asked as he tried to focus on anything but the soft weight of her breast in his palm. "Done."
"You're a lousy negotiator," Elizabeth murmured through a smile as she let him slip his hand under her shirt.
"You play dirty," John shot back as he squeezed her breast enough to earn a gasp.
"What was it you said?" Elizabeth tried to finish before he got too far into her clothing. "I play to win?"
"Did you win?" John wondered lazily reaching for the button on the top of her pants.
"Probably not," she sighed as she tried to imagine what she'd look like in a tight black vest. "But, I'll manage." Her hand squeezed his ass and John's eyes lit in surprise.
"Somehow," Elizabeth finished before pulling his laughing mouth to hers and shutting him up firmly.
mylittleredgirl"I can't do this," Elizabeth groaned as she finally pushed her laptop away from her.
John looked up from his playstation and the sweet double backflip he'd just made coming out of the snowboard pipe into space because it wasn't one of those realistic games. He raised an eyebrow and prepared for the next jump.
"Can't do what?" he murmured as if he was only partially paying attention.
"Explain why it's costing the IOA five million dollars more than they budgeted to build midway station," Elizabeth sighed heavily and shoved her fingers into her hair. "I didn't write the budget. I didn't come up with Rodney insane self-imposed deadline. I didn't decide that they needed to use flash drives instead of DZRs or DRDs or whatever--"
John smirked at the mention of DRDs and pretended he was not amused by little yellow robots and Claudia Black in leather. He was definitely not amused by Claudia Black in leather. Definitely-
"Shit--" he exclaimed suddenly flying off into space and killing his snowboarding avatar.
Elizabeth looked at him sympathetically as he dropped the controller and stretched. "You could go do something else," she reminded him and she reached for her laptop. "You don't really have too keep me company."
John put his hand on her laptop and slowly moved it out of reach. "Maybe it's fun here," he teased as he slipped onto the bed. "I am really addicted to that snowboarding game, and Teyla did just beat my high score."
"But you're not playing it," Elizabeth asked innocently pulling on the hem of her red t-shirt.
John's hand landed on her hip and he grinned. "No, I'm not, all of a sudden."
"Would you ever wear leather?" John asked lazily pretending not to be interested in the answer.
Elizabeth looked up slightly from her laptop, lips pursed in concentration. "Mmm?"
"Leather," John repeated as batted his remote and cast his virtual fishing line and tried not to move his head enough that she removed it from her legs. He liked it there, he could smell her and feel the warmth of her body. "Leather pants, leather vest--" he stopped fishing and hoped she hadn't really heard him.
"I have a leather coat," she offered shyly peering over her laptop at his busy fingers and then across at the TV screen. "But, I'm afraid the UN isn't as exciting as people make it sound. I have pretty boring clothes."
John smirked up at her and waited for Link's fish to bite. "Remind me to go shopping, Ronon gets his stuff from this neat little market--"
Elizabeth tapped her fingers on her keyboard and stared at him. "You know where Ronon shops?" Pausing for a second, she thought and then corrected. "Ronon shops?"
"He ruins his stuff sometimes," John explained as he jerked his white remote and reeled in his fish with a short gleeful noise. "Needs new vests."
"Why do I need one?" Elizabeth asked without really looking up. "I don't ruin my clothes."
"You'd look hot," John answered before he realized she was listening.
Elizabeth shut the laptop with a click and set it aside as John reeled in a huge fish and congratulated himself as Link held it above his head. He wasn't even paying attention until her head was just above his face.
"I'd look hot?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Uhhh-" he floundered for a moment as she stripped him of the wrist strap on his remote. Pouting as he watched his game shut down, he rolled over so his head was on her thighs and decided to grin impishly. "You're usually hot," he started naughtily. "Especially when you give me that look-" he pointed at her eyebrow and winked. "But Elizabeth, it's tight black leather...like 'Farscape'."
Resting her hand on his cheek, Elizabeth looked aside thoughtfully. "Ben Browder always looks familiar," she mused as she slid her hand up to muss his hair.
"He doesn't look like Mitchell," John corrected with a scoff. "I'm not talking about him."
Staring at her chest for a moment, Elizabeth sighed and looked up at him apologetically. "I don't have the breasts for Aeryn Sun," she admitted as he grinned up at them from underneath.
"It's not the size," John began as he reached up to flatten her breasts together for effect. "It's presentation."
Her thumb landed on his smirking mouth and she started to laugh. "I'll see what I can do," she offered rolling her eyes as his eyes flashed in victory.
"You know," John started as he kissed her thumb and started his way up her arm. "You're amazing."
"Apparently I'm hot too," Elizabeth teased back as he stopped his kissing and bent down over him. "You're not bad yourself."
"Ben Browder has a better ass," John complained as if it was a known fact.
Elizabeth pretended to ponder that for a moment and giggled when he shook his head in disgust. "I will if you will," she offered as she slid his hand over her breast as a diversionary tactic.
"Get leather pants?" John asked as he tried to focus on anything but the soft weight of her breast in his palm. "Done."
"You're a lousy negotiator," Elizabeth murmured through a smile as she let him slip his hand under her shirt.
"You play dirty," John shot back as he squeezed her breast enough to earn a gasp.
"What was it you said?" Elizabeth tried to finish before he got too far into her clothing. "I play to win?"
"Did you win?" John wondered lazily reaching for the button on the top of her pants.
"Probably not," she sighed as she tried to imagine what she'd look like in a tight black vest. "But, I'll manage." Her hand squeezed his ass and John's eyes lit in surprise.
"Somehow," Elizabeth finished before pulling his laughing mouth to hers and shutting him up firmly.
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Date: 2007-12-05 08:28 am (UTC)But please, Ben does not haver better ass. ;) *hugs you*
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Date: 2007-12-06 01:20 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-12-05 10:49 am (UTC)Even when you write 'silly little fic' you write awesome 'silly little fic' :D
I really enjoyed this. Your writing is always so intelligent and flawless, and that makes the fluffy humour work really well.
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Date: 2007-12-06 01:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-12-05 04:29 pm (UTC)But no, Joe's ass better than Ben!
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Date: 2007-12-06 01:22 am (UTC)thanks!
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Date: 2007-12-05 08:14 pm (UTC)who knows how much of a FS freak I am. You managed to put two of my favorite things together: Sparky and Farscape! (okay, make that four...I'm kind of partial to Claudia in leather and Ben's ass as well)I absolutely adored it. :)
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Date: 2007-12-06 01:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-12-25 06:48 am (UTC)Oh wow, this is so going in the favorites list.. Sparky + Farscape + Leather. I just might have a new OT3 xD