Facets ii: Stolen Moments
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ci5hqTitle: Facets ii: Stolen Moments
Author: Maggie Hall
Link to story: Circuit Archive
Zine: Nudge Nudge Wink Wink 3
Thought I should show willing by posting a currently non-online zine-only rec myself, since I asked other people for them!
This is one of my all-time favourite fics, by an author that I like alot. Bodie and Doyle are in an established relationship, and the story begins the night before Bodie is sent up North on a solo op. The scene is set like this:
Outside the rain was sheeting down, strong winds from the north ripping the stubborn, late autumn leaves from the trees...
Which immediately has me feeling all snug and content - and it turns out that's where the lads are up to as well, lazing in front of a real fire, curled up together. Ahhh. Hall manages to avoid being cloying though, by introducing something that is just the smallest kink for both of them, something that runs through the story to a certain extent, something that hints at the depths and the twists of their relationship, how far they are willing to go for each other, and the extent to which they know each other. There are actually many parts to this story, small but deeply seen, but this one thing somehow means everything, symbolises everything, and I love the author's skill in conveying this.
The missions they are sent on are a small part of what is basically a relationship fic, but they too are surprisingly integral to the whole. Bodie returns from his changed in unexpected ways, to find Doyle also altered - prompted deep down, eternally and as ever, by Bodie himself. But not the way you might expect. *g*
Bodie looked into the wide green eyes, seeing the wild fire stoked high by lust-laden adrenalin, and risk. He understood his partner. Some ways, they were just the same. Sometimes, they didn't have any limits at all. "You're right. We're risking everything but life and limb for a fuck we could safely, easily have two hours from now.... And you'll never come so hard again in your entire life."
It's hot, it's cosy and it's dangerous. And it's slash. Beautifully, beautifully slashed.
Edit 11-02-2008: This story is now online! Yeay!
Author: Maggie Hall
Link to story: Circuit Archive
Zine: Nudge Nudge Wink Wink 3
Thought I should show willing by posting a currently non-online zine-only rec myself, since I asked other people for them!
This is one of my all-time favourite fics, by an author that I like alot. Bodie and Doyle are in an established relationship, and the story begins the night before Bodie is sent up North on a solo op. The scene is set like this:
Outside the rain was sheeting down, strong winds from the north ripping the stubborn, late autumn leaves from the trees...
Which immediately has me feeling all snug and content - and it turns out that's where the lads are up to as well, lazing in front of a real fire, curled up together. Ahhh. Hall manages to avoid being cloying though, by introducing something that is just the smallest kink for both of them, something that runs through the story to a certain extent, something that hints at the depths and the twists of their relationship, how far they are willing to go for each other, and the extent to which they know each other. There are actually many parts to this story, small but deeply seen, but this one thing somehow means everything, symbolises everything, and I love the author's skill in conveying this.
The missions they are sent on are a small part of what is basically a relationship fic, but they too are surprisingly integral to the whole. Bodie returns from his changed in unexpected ways, to find Doyle also altered - prompted deep down, eternally and as ever, by Bodie himself. But not the way you might expect. *g*
Bodie looked into the wide green eyes, seeing the wild fire stoked high by lust-laden adrenalin, and risk. He understood his partner. Some ways, they were just the same. Sometimes, they didn't have any limits at all. "You're right. We're risking everything but life and limb for a fuck we could safely, easily have two hours from now.... And you'll never come so hard again in your entire life."
It's hot, it's cosy and it's dangerous. And it's slash. Beautifully, beautifully slashed.
Edit 11-02-2008: This story is now online! Yeay!
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