The Human Body IX: Delete (post-"Michael") Sheppard/Beckett

Title: The Human Body IX: Delete
Author: smallwaldo
Rating: R
Pairing: Sheppard/Beckett
Words: 3562
A/N: This story was a bear to write for no reason I can readily understand. I knew what it was going to look like, but actually sitting down and writing was damn near impossible. Nonetheless, maisfeeka stepped up and did the beta, for which I am very grateful. This was written for the lyric_ficathon. Prompt lyrics are in bold below. Furthermore, I'm not even going to pretend that I'm writing "The Human Body" stories in the order of the episodes. Next will be "Grace Under Pressure" and then after that I should get back to where I am chronologically which is "Instinct"/"Conversion"... that'll be a novel... But anyway, here's this bit.
Summary: After staying up weeks, just to watch his experiment ultimately fail, Carson is in pretty bad shape.

“When your world breaks down and voices tell you turn around, when your dreams give out I will carry you.”

( The Human Body IX: Delete )

The Human Body: the stories so far...


Somewhere in Season 1: HB I: A Pain in the Ass
The Siege (3): HB II: Put Your Head on My Shoulder
The Intruder: HB III: A Slip of the Tongue, Part 1, Part 2
Runner: HB IV: Getting Into Your Genes
Duet: HB V: Killing Off a Few Liver Cells
Condemned: HB VI: Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes
Trinity: HB VII: Got Your Back
Instinct/Conversion
Aurora
The Lost Boys/The Hive
Epiphany
Critical Mass
Grace Under Pressure
The Tower: HB VIII: Do We Need a Rabbit?
The Long Goodbye
Coup d'Etat
Michael: HB IX: Delete
Inferno
Allies

Restrain Yourself (or I'll Do It for You)

Title: Restrain Yourself (or I'll Do It for You)
Author: smallwaldo
Rating: R
Fandom: Stargate: Atlantis
Pairing: Sheppard/Beckett
Prompt: #11- Red
Words: 154
Warning: Do you need to warn for portended kink?

Carson had the distinct feeling that everyone in the briefing room knew what he and John had been up to the night before. He knew he was blushing, just from remembering, and since there was nothing in the briefing to cause him to color like that, and since everyone in the room was there because of their intelligence and deductive reasoning skills, they'd all know exactly what was causing him to smile into his laptop screen periodically or into his coffee mug.

And of course John was having a great deal of fun with his discomfort. Shooting him smoky looks and winking when no one else was looking.

Carson had the distinct impression that he’d need to carry his laptop in front of him when the meeting finally broke up. But John would get his later… no one even noticed him walking out of the infirmary that morning with a set of hard restraints.