Any good McKay/Sheppard?

Wow. I am delayed reaction girl today.

Thankyou one-and-all.

My reading tends to skew towards slash too, but I'm not averse to a bit of het. Like I said, I'm easy.

I think I may have to be sold on McKay/Sheppard.

There's also an Atlantis Drabble community, [link] , that has some good stuff on it.

A well-laid kiss is a Botticeli painting, lustful and breathtaking, a signature and a thumbprint and Michael was a master in the art of kissing Nikita.

I'm really starting to get an inferiority complex.

I don't think that's necessary. I mean, if he's really a master at kissing Nikita, then you have to take into account the years of labor and toil he put into it. First there's the Nikita-kissing apprenticeship, during which he basically brought breath fresheners and lip balm to the master Nikita-kissers, and then the journeyman phase, during which he kissed Nikita on his own but technically under the supervision of master Nikita-kissers. Then the master project, for which he had to kiss Nikita particularly skillfully all on his own, before he was welcomed into the ranks.

Plus, of course, the painful knowning process.

Hm. I looked at many Botticelli paintings when I was in Italy, but I never made the connection between Botticelli and a quality kiss. Of course, when I think Botticelli, my brain goes to the madonna and cherubim place, and I like my thoughts to be a little more unholy than that whilst kissing. In short, a good kiss has never made me think of La Primavera (although a bad one could possibly make me think about pasta primavera), and I can only conclude that I Must Be Doing It Wrong.

And hallelujah for that.

Michael’s voice set goose-bumps on Nikita’s skin like if he was there warming the cockles of her imagination with his gifted insights.

I've got it! Someone's playing Porn Mad Libs.

Her imagination has cockles? My imagination doesn't have cockles. Now I feel all deprived.