Rodney swallowed and had to look away--there was something fragile about those ankles. It made his chest hurt.

Many parts were funny and hot, but, oh, that made my throat hurt.

Then you turned around and in the next sentence made me chuckle.

Ronon snorted, watching them approach. "And to think he is a warrior among your people," he said.

Yeah. Just anything like this. And you hit my eyeliner kink, too. I could stand to read a lot more stories like this. Like every day.