A Bodyguard of Lies by Shrift (PG)
Fandom: ALIAS
Pairing: Julian Sark/Eric Weiss
Author on LJ: shrift
Author Website: here
Why this must be read:
Another Weiss/Sark story, and really for me, that is almost enough. However, in addition to the pairing, like any of Shrift's stories in the 5,000 fandoms she writes in, the characterization is spot on. I love the thought of Sark taunting Weiss, rubbing against him and winking. Winking! Am I the only one that finds this hot? It's PG, so there's no sex, but this story is still incredibly sexy.
It place during season two sometime, definitely after Irina wounds Weiss. Basically, Weiss accompanies Sark on a mission and gets roped into playing his boytoy. It's a shorter piece, but it packs a punch and leaves you wanting more, which is what a good short story SHOULD do. It's from Weiss's POV, and I can imagine him saying every single word (if JJ Abrams suddenly became a slasher). And if you're still not convinced, check this out:
The entire surface area of Weiss' skin goes hot, and now there's a flash-sauna inside his leather jacket. Weiss wants to take it off, but he can't, because he's wearing the shoulder holster and there's a big-ass knife strapped to his lower back. He's armed to the teeth because he's not dumb no matter how stupid people think he looks. Weiss knows Sark is a ruthless little son of a bitch, and he's man enough to admit that Sark intimidates him. Just a bit.
Problem is, Sark isn't looking like the ruthless killer right now. More like a ruthless man-eater, and Weiss is really annoyed that he's finding it a turn-on. But not so much a turn-on that he doesn't grab Sark's wrist when his hand starts creeping toward the knife. Sark smirks when Weiss twists his wrist away, like it doesn't even hurt.
This is a game, this thing they're playing, and Weiss can't shake the feeling that Sark has been letting him win.
Read it right...you're already gone, aren't you?
A Bodyguard of Lies
Pairing: Julian Sark/Eric Weiss
Author on LJ: shrift
Author Website: here
Why this must be read:
Another Weiss/Sark story, and really for me, that is almost enough. However, in addition to the pairing, like any of Shrift's stories in the 5,000 fandoms she writes in, the characterization is spot on. I love the thought of Sark taunting Weiss, rubbing against him and winking. Winking! Am I the only one that finds this hot? It's PG, so there's no sex, but this story is still incredibly sexy.
It place during season two sometime, definitely after Irina wounds Weiss. Basically, Weiss accompanies Sark on a mission and gets roped into playing his boytoy. It's a shorter piece, but it packs a punch and leaves you wanting more, which is what a good short story SHOULD do. It's from Weiss's POV, and I can imagine him saying every single word (if JJ Abrams suddenly became a slasher). And if you're still not convinced, check this out:
The entire surface area of Weiss' skin goes hot, and now there's a flash-sauna inside his leather jacket. Weiss wants to take it off, but he can't, because he's wearing the shoulder holster and there's a big-ass knife strapped to his lower back. He's armed to the teeth because he's not dumb no matter how stupid people think he looks. Weiss knows Sark is a ruthless little son of a bitch, and he's man enough to admit that Sark intimidates him. Just a bit.
Problem is, Sark isn't looking like the ruthless killer right now. More like a ruthless man-eater, and Weiss is really annoyed that he's finding it a turn-on. But not so much a turn-on that he doesn't grab Sark's wrist when his hand starts creeping toward the knife. Sark smirks when Weiss twists his wrist away, like it doesn't even hurt.
This is a game, this thing they're playing, and Weiss can't shake the feeling that Sark has been letting him win.
Read it right...you're already gone, aren't you?
A Bodyguard of Lies