For the sex pollen square on my trope_bingo card. Not so much a kiss as John murmuring really filthy things to Rodney.
Stargate Atlantis. McShep.
I still don’t understand your face, John, but I will count this as mildly successful.
John getting hit with sex pollen and being all “Hey, Rodney, mumblemumble-filthy-something-or-other” is possibly my favorite thing ever. Followed by the moment when Rodney stops sputtering and remembers he’s the toppiest ever.