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28 February 2012 @ 03:42 pm
Just a Little Sore  
Title: Just a Little Sore
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis – AU
Characters/Pairing: Sheppard/Lorne
Rating: PG-13
Orientation: Slash
Word Count: 871

Prompt: for Alternate Universe Bingo Fill: “Extreme Sports”



When John limped into the office, Evan was on the phone, talking rapidly to a potential client, if he was correctly interpreting the side of the conversation he was hearing. Yanking the zipper of his jacket down by his lift ticket, he winced as he attempted to wriggle out of it. Seeing his partner’s struggle, Evan nestled the phone against his should and beckoned John over to him.

“Yes, of course we’d cover all of that. No, Mrs. Stevens, you wouldn’t have to do any more legwork. Exactly, one stop shopping.” Evan eased the sleeve over his sore arm, giving John a sympathetic look as he saw the slight swelling of his elbow, evident even through the two layers of long sleeved t-shirts John typically wore. “The lodge does have evening entertainment.”

Nodding his thanks for the assist, John took his ski jacket from Evan and limped over to toss it on the coat rack. On his way to the couch, he stopped at the coffee pot, liberally pouring some whiskey into the mug along with the java. He eased himself onto the sofa, stretching his sore leg out.

“The deposit check should be ten percent of the total, so once you have your final headcount, give me a holler and we’ll decide on which package you want to go with. Thanks very much for letting Gateways to Adventure plan your group’s itinerary. You too, Mrs. Stevens, it’s been a pleasure.” He hung up the phone and immediately went to the couch, standing behind it and looking down at John with concern.

“Big group?” John asked, tossing his chin in the direction of the phone.

“Youth group from Colorado Springs, maybe twenty snowboarders. Half of them are very experienced and looking to do the extreme trails. A couple will be looking for lessons. What did you do to yourself this time?”

With a grin John confessed, “I went up to Big Ella with the frat guys.”

“And back down the face again.” Shaking his head, Evan cuffed John lightly upside the head. “I knew I should have taken them out and left you here to do the paperwork. You just couldn’t resist, could you?”

“The powder was awesome! I landed a few great ones, Ev.”

The grin was infectious and Evan returned it, then circled the sofa and reached to undo the snaps of John’s snow pants, tugging on the ankles until John lifted his hips. John sucked a breath through his teeth as Evan pulled the pants off and his leg was jarred. “Idiot, did you go to the clinic?”

“Nah. I’m just a little sore, Ev, nothing some rest and Tylenol won’t fix. And before you ask, Mother, I took the Tylenol as soon as I got back to the truck.”

Sitting down beside the sofa, Evan held a hand out for John’s spiked coffee, sipping appreciatively before passing it back. John’s hand fell on his head, feathering through his hair as Evan dropped his chin onto John’s middle. “Should I cancel the dinner reservations for Pegasus?”

“Crap, I forgot. I’m sorry Ev, there is no way I am getting a suit jacket over this elbow or dress pants over the knee tonight.”

Evan shrugged. “I don’t care; I don’t need to go out. I’d rather stay close to home and turn in early. I have two hang glider clients to take out tomorrow. I’ll need the Expedition.”

“That’s fine, I can take the frat guys out on the snowmobiles, they’ll love it. They decided want to do some ice sailing, so I’m going to run them up to Laura and Radek and spend the day up there.”

“Good. Laura will keep your pack of wild men entertained and Radek will keep you out of trouble.”

Pouting, John replied, “Radek will want me to go ice fishing with him. I hate ice fishing. It’s boring.”

Evan stood up and kissed John’s forehead. “Not everyone is an adrenaline junkie like you, Sheppard. Bring a book, learn to relax.”

“I know how to relax,” John caught the back of Evan’s head before he was out of reach and pulled him back, bringing their lips together. The kiss grew more wet and heated. Putting his good arm around Evan’s waist, John attempted to draw him down onto the couch with him but Evan resisted.

“You’re hurt.”

“I’m always sore somewhere. I’m not hurt anywhere that is going to interfere with my favorite form of relaxation.”

Pulling out of John’s grasp, Evan practically leapt away from him. “We have clients coming any minute. I am not getting caught with your hands down my pants again.”

“Spoilsport.”

“Someone has to keep a cool head. But I’ll make it up to you later. McKay called; the Jacuzzi is working at the lodge again, and Ronon is playing in the bar tonight, he brought the whole band back from LA with him.”

“Will hot wings, bar burgers, good music and a little making out in the hot tub be a satisfactory anniversary date for you?”

Smiling, Evan moved to put the couch between them for safety and leaned over to give John a kiss filled with promises of more to come. “That would be just perfect.”


 
 
 
Gaffsie: John - bodygaffsie on February 28th, 2012 09:16 pm (UTC)
Cute! John would definitively be a dare-devil on the slope.