So, it's David Hewlett's birthday and
bluespirit_star and I have been celebrating, just because we can. I'm sharing the products of our insanity.
Title: Slumber
Author:
lantean_driftSummary: Sleepy drabble
Disclaimer: It's just a drabble, okay, okay, I don't own them, they're not mine...I'm just drabbling *g*
Notes: It's DH's birthday, I celebrate with words. Thanks to
bluespirit_star who looked this over and saved me from chasing commas round in circles. I absolutely refuse to have notes longer than the drabble so this stops here.xx.
Rodney scowled, shifting restlessly. The bed was uncomfortable and his body ached for no reason. He was so tired but sleep was a distant thought, mocking him from the far reaches of his mind, totally beyond his grasp.
He sighed and turned again.
His door slid open quietly, and a gentle light spilled into the room, pooling momentarily on the floor.
As quickly as it had appeared it was gone.
A warm weight settled behind him and strong arms wrapped around him, pulling him close.
“Sleep,” John whispered, lips barely ghosting against Rodney’s ear.
Rodney closed his eyes and slept.
.xx.
See, I wrote a sweet snuggle!drabble,
bluespirit_star wrote a porny!drabble - that's 'cus she's trashy and I'm sweet ;-). Check it out, it's wonderful!
Porny!drabble hereThere was also a daft collaborative effort on this:

(but it was all
bluespirit_star's fault - she made me do it!!)
And so endeth the offering.
Happy 'David Hewlett's Birthday' to you all!
.xx.
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