Zortathon Beckett/Zelenka for Lapislaz
Jun. 15th, 2006 08:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gilascaveAs expected, once I decided I wouldn't be able to do these, I decided to do one. ;-) We'll see if I do any more!
Rachael sez: "When I was at Escapade, I noticed that she was always helpful and friendly to people. She might not know you, but she was always happy to sit down and chat. She's a great fannish ambassador."
Not Lonely At Midnight
by James
Carson walked into the quarters and ran his hand over the sensor just inside the door, catching the automatic light the moment it clicked on. The room plunged back into darkness and, as the door slid shut behind him, he sighed in relief. There was the soft pounding of an almost-headache threatening at his eyeballs and he wanted nothing more than to fall over onto his bed and sleep, dead to the world, for as long as humanly possible.
He heard the whisk of cloth on cloth, then a very sleepy, "Carson?"
"Yes, love," Carson said, smiling. He moved forward in the dark, trusting that his lover hadn't tossed anything unusual onto the floor. Radek was generally quite neat about their shared living quarters -- it was his office and labs that held all the disarray one might expect. As it was, Carson shuffled his feet slightly to catch anything that might trip him up and soon found his way to the edge of the bed.
He felt Radek's hand touch his arm as he reached down; he sat down heavily on the mattress and smiled as Radek scooted up to sit behind him.
"Normally it is me coming to bed in the middle of the night."
Carson heard the worry -- that some medical emergency had kept him. "Just trying to get everything ready when the Daedalus leaves tomorrow," Carson assured him. "You would think with all this brilliant technology the Ancients would have found some way around paperwork."
There was a soft kiss on the back of his neck. "I will search their database tomorrow," Radek promised. "Now, lie down and let me sleep."
"Aye, that was what I had in mind." Carson leaned over and untied his bootlaces, kicking them free. He would have liked to have fallen over right then, but he made himself stand up and remove his shirt and trousers.
Then he crawled into bed, Radek's hands guiding him with easy familiarity until he was lying on his side with Radek spooned up behind him.
He clasped his lover's hand in his, twining their fingers together, and drifted off to sleep to the familiar touch of Radek's breath on his skin.
Rachael sez: "When I was at Escapade, I noticed that she was always helpful and friendly to people. She might not know you, but she was always happy to sit down and chat. She's a great fannish ambassador."
Not Lonely At Midnight
by James
Carson walked into the quarters and ran his hand over the sensor just inside the door, catching the automatic light the moment it clicked on. The room plunged back into darkness and, as the door slid shut behind him, he sighed in relief. There was the soft pounding of an almost-headache threatening at his eyeballs and he wanted nothing more than to fall over onto his bed and sleep, dead to the world, for as long as humanly possible.
He heard the whisk of cloth on cloth, then a very sleepy, "Carson?"
"Yes, love," Carson said, smiling. He moved forward in the dark, trusting that his lover hadn't tossed anything unusual onto the floor. Radek was generally quite neat about their shared living quarters -- it was his office and labs that held all the disarray one might expect. As it was, Carson shuffled his feet slightly to catch anything that might trip him up and soon found his way to the edge of the bed.
He felt Radek's hand touch his arm as he reached down; he sat down heavily on the mattress and smiled as Radek scooted up to sit behind him.
"Normally it is me coming to bed in the middle of the night."
Carson heard the worry -- that some medical emergency had kept him. "Just trying to get everything ready when the Daedalus leaves tomorrow," Carson assured him. "You would think with all this brilliant technology the Ancients would have found some way around paperwork."
There was a soft kiss on the back of his neck. "I will search their database tomorrow," Radek promised. "Now, lie down and let me sleep."
"Aye, that was what I had in mind." Carson leaned over and untied his bootlaces, kicking them free. He would have liked to have fallen over right then, but he made himself stand up and remove his shirt and trousers.
Then he crawled into bed, Radek's hands guiding him with easy familiarity until he was lying on his side with Radek spooned up behind him.
He clasped his lover's hand in his, twining their fingers together, and drifted off to sleep to the familiar touch of Radek's breath on his skin.