Anything, but Gayer

I’m thinking the endurance of the Sentinel/Guide AU trope in fanfic has less to do with the quality of the original and more to do with answering the age-old question;

They legit have a whole episode where they introduce Naomi; Blair’s mom and have her and Jim flirt in front of Blair as to say “if Blair (gender neutral name) was a girl they would for sure get it on, but since he isn’t let’s have the female version of him flirt with Jim”, although towards the end it’s more Jim trynna mess with Blair, cause the ending of the episode is Blair coming into their apartment and hearing giggling and euphemisms for sexy time coming from Jim’s room upstairs but it was only them eating tongue (Blair’s favorite food) and looking at Blair’s baby photos something that a mother would show to her kids significant other. This show definitely knew who their intended audience was (fangirls from the 90s)

The Sentinel (1996), 2.04 "Reunion"

Dennis had never really been… taken care of in bed. When he was younger it was mostly quick nasty things done in the dark that made his stomach hurt afterwards. Then he’d been so turned off thinking of doing that kind of thing that he’d just… stopped.

It wasn’t his fault that he’d not been “laid”, as Trinity liked to tease him, for a while. A long while. Years. But really he’d been so busy the last four years he didn’t notice.

He did notice.

Especially when he somehow wound up between his attendings, mushed between Robby who’s hands were slipping under Dennis’s shirt and Jack who was kissing Dennis in a way he didn’t even know existed it felt so good.

He noticed when he was stripped down to his boxers and socks and being pulled back against Robby’s soft chest, sighing as he felt skin on skin, brain shooting off good chemicals that he’d almost forgot about.

He really noticed when Jack sandwiched him in, hand going to stroke over his cunt over his boxers, fingers putting pressure on his clit that was barely poking up from his folds. Because Dennis moaned, pleasure shocking him, feeling too much without even really being touched.

Robby was saying sweet things in his ear, telling him he was good but Dennis just couldn’t take it. He spilled in his shorts as tears ran down his cheeks.

He expected the older men to be disappointed. But they were just worried, telling Dennis he’d not been taking care of himself, that no one had been treating him right. That they were going to make it better.

Langdon: I’m not happy.

Santos: Me neither. I’ve never been happy.

McKay: I mean, I’m happy sometimes, but not now.