"What?"
"The moisturizer. Where is it?"
"What do you need that for?"
Rodney pointed to himself. "Fair complexion. Went to a planet with deadly UV rays. Skin starting to peel. Therefore I need the moisturizer."
Carson smiled and reached into the drawer next to him and pulled out a tube of moisturizer. "Is this what you're looking for?"
"Yes!" Rodney made to grab it from Carson but Carson pulled it away.
"Not so fast."
"What!"
"How exactly were you thinking of applying this?"
"What?"
"Were you thinking of applying this yourself?"
"Why?"
"Because, as your doctor, it would be part of my job to help ease your suffering."
Rodney raised his eyebrow and then took of his shirt. "Well then, ease my suffering," he said as he laid down on Carson's bed.
Carson rolled his eyes and straddled his lover. "Is this helping?" he asked as he gently massaged the moisturizer into Rodney's neck and shoulders.
"Mmm. I could think of something else that could help ease my suffering."
"Oh?" he asked as his hands slipped lower.
"I think you're getting the idea." When the hands that were 'easing his suffering' started venturing under his pants, Rodney attempted to turn over. "Too many clothes."
Carson let Rodney turn over as he quickly took his shirt off. Once he was free of one of the offending garments, he found his lips attached to another pair of lips that he knew all too well.
"I was so worried," muttered Carson when they parted for air.
"What?" Rodney asked, a little startled.
"When Elizabeth told me that you were missing, I was worried. And then I had to get that device out of Mr. Dex while wondering if you were even still alive."
"Hey, its alright. I'm here. Just a little banged up, but I'm here," Rodney said as he pulled Carson into his arms. They stayed like that until Carson decided that the best way to prove to himself that Rodney was alright was to explore every inch of him, starting with the ear that was in line with his mouth.
Rodney could do no more than moan and whisper Carson's name during his lover's 'mission.' When he felt a lubed penis at his ass, he wondered when Carson had the time to find the lube before he remembered his piss poor reason for coming here in the first place. "Stop teasing and just do me!" he growled.
"Patience, luv, patience."
Rodney growled again and once Carson started to enter him, he grabbed his ass and pushed him the rest of the way in. "Just do me already!"
"Oh god." Then Rodney finally got his wish.
After they had recovered from proving to themselves that the other actually was there, Rodney asked "Is there anything that can be done about Ford?"
"If we find him soon, there might be. But the longer he is on that enzyme, the more it will effect his body and the harder it will be for him to get off of it."
Rodney was silent for a while. "I really thought he was going to kill me. I'm sorry I shot him, but he's gone crazy!"
"It's the enzyme. It's probably making him feel very invulnerable and powerful."
"That is not something I need a drug to make me feel."
"Oh?"
Rodney blushed as he answered, "I feel I can do anything as long as I know that you would be there supporting me."
Carson smiled as he brought their lips together in a chaste kiss. "I feel the same way."
Rodney beamed and then snuggled into his favorite Scottish doctor and was asleep in seconds.
Carson just placed a kiss on the top of his favorite Canadian astrophysics' head and whispered, "If only you would stop insulting me work."