Fic Rec: Fly Very High
Title: Fly Very High
Author:
yalublyutebya
Pairing: John/Sherlock
Length: 46,533 words
Rating: Explicit
Warnings:
Verse: Sherlock BBC
Author's summary: John Watson was born to be a racing driver, and even a crash isn't enough to keep him out of a car for long. But coming back is not that easy, especially when he meets his new teammate, Sherlock Holmes.
Reccer's comments: In the honored tradition of sports AU's, this one shines right up there with the best of them. In this incarnation, John and Sherlock are Formula 1 racers, competing both with and against each other in a high-powered season that takes them around the world.
Part of the fun of this story is the introduction to F1 racing, from the technology to the strategy to exotic venues including Melbourne, Malaysia, Monaco, Bahrain, Shanghai, Barcelona, and Sochi (where Putin is in for quite a shock!). The fic is also peppered with real people from the racing world like Kimi Raikkonen, Sebastian Vettel, and Lewis Hamilton, giving it an extra layer of authenticity.
The author is a self-proclaimed fan of Formula 1, and that enthusiasm comes through in the emotional investment of the characters as well as every exciting race commentary. Don't be put off, though, if you don't particularly like racing or cars; the technical stuff isn't overdone and never detracts from the insanely intense relationship between John and Sherlock as their on-track rivalry spills over into some of the hottest sex this side of Silverstone:
“Oh god,” John breathed, bowing his head.
“Please don’t get all emotional on me.”
John gave a kick of the hips in an attempt to shut him up, returning his hands to Sherlock’s wrists, their faces inches away. “You are such a dick.”
He thrust again and Sherlock’s eyelids fluttered, but he didn’t take his eyes from John.
“Such an arrogant, condescending bastard.”
“Say this to all the girls, do you?” Sherlock asked, his breath hitching as John thrust again.
“Do you ever shut up?”
“Fuck me harder and I might.”
What starts out as just a bit of fun eventually turns into something much more complicated, as these things tend to, and the path to victory is fraught with more than a few pitfalls. Reading this fic is like watching a race, in fact, from the nervous anticipation at the start to the nail-biting moments when things get shaky in the middle to the fist-pumping celebration at the finish line, complete with champagne showers.
Author:
yalublyutebya
Pairing: John/Sherlock
Length: 46,533 words
Rating: Explicit
Warnings:
Verse: Sherlock BBC
Author's summary: John Watson was born to be a racing driver, and even a crash isn't enough to keep him out of a car for long. But coming back is not that easy, especially when he meets his new teammate, Sherlock Holmes.
Reccer's comments: In the honored tradition of sports AU's, this one shines right up there with the best of them. In this incarnation, John and Sherlock are Formula 1 racers, competing both with and against each other in a high-powered season that takes them around the world.
Part of the fun of this story is the introduction to F1 racing, from the technology to the strategy to exotic venues including Melbourne, Malaysia, Monaco, Bahrain, Shanghai, Barcelona, and Sochi (where Putin is in for quite a shock!). The fic is also peppered with real people from the racing world like Kimi Raikkonen, Sebastian Vettel, and Lewis Hamilton, giving it an extra layer of authenticity.
The author is a self-proclaimed fan of Formula 1, and that enthusiasm comes through in the emotional investment of the characters as well as every exciting race commentary. Don't be put off, though, if you don't particularly like racing or cars; the technical stuff isn't overdone and never detracts from the insanely intense relationship between John and Sherlock as their on-track rivalry spills over into some of the hottest sex this side of Silverstone:
“Oh god,” John breathed, bowing his head.
“Please don’t get all emotional on me.”
John gave a kick of the hips in an attempt to shut him up, returning his hands to Sherlock’s wrists, their faces inches away. “You are such a dick.”
He thrust again and Sherlock’s eyelids fluttered, but he didn’t take his eyes from John.
“Such an arrogant, condescending bastard.”
“Say this to all the girls, do you?” Sherlock asked, his breath hitching as John thrust again.
“Do you ever shut up?”
“Fuck me harder and I might.”
What starts out as just a bit of fun eventually turns into something much more complicated, as these things tend to, and the path to victory is fraught with more than a few pitfalls. Reading this fic is like watching a race, in fact, from the nervous anticipation at the start to the nail-biting moments when things get shaky in the middle to the fist-pumping celebration at the finish line, complete with champagne showers.