omfg something that ISN'T Aldovich :O
A fic by deloused_drunk that ISN'T Aldo/Utivich? COULD IT BE??
(Yes, it could :3)
Inspired by the fics of paytofay ...although it turned out quite different from hers, strangely enough O_O Hope u liek, bb!
TITLE: "Thrill of the Chase", a Donny/Utivich ficlet.
EXCERPT/SUMMARY: Utivich has got a sharp tongue in that pretty little mouth of his. That's largely the appeal.
WARNING/RATING: Some strong language and references to sex, but nothing to write home about. Rated R just to be safe!
DISCLAIMER: Everything you recognize belongs to QT. I'm not making any money off this. Boo ;_;
...sorry if this is full of typos (it shouldn't be, but I'll apologize just in case). I just had to post this shit and be done with it so I could get on with my life :P
Utivich has got a sharp tongue in that pretty little mouth of his. That's largely the appeal.
The kid doesn't talk much about his past, but Donny knows his type. He can fucking smell it; good family, old money, Upper East Side, promising student, cultivated. Queer, probably (hopefully). Maybe that's why he doesn't talk about his past.
It's quite obvious that Utivich is an upper class Jew. It's in the way he looks after his hair and fingernails, and how he talks all educated. It's how he actually bothered bringing a book. It's how he hardly seems to be Jewish at all.
Donny's been known to beat on little twerps like that on a weekly basis back in Boston. He takes great pleasure in rumpling their clothes and mussing up their neatly combed hair, because he knows what they're thinking. They're thinking that they're better than him, just because their pants are pressed and because they've conformed, because they've finally managed to blend in. And Utivich sure looks and acts the part - he's well-groomed and he's using big words that Donny won't dare to ask the meaning of. But he never uses any Hebrew or Yiddish words, and his accent is non-existent.
The fact that Utivich is over here with the rest of the Basterds, getting his hands dirty, kicking ass for his people... well, that's frankly a very small consolation. Because if Utivich had been walking down the street in Donny's neighborhood, and had they not known each other, then Utivich would have been in for a serious beating. No doubt about it.
However, unlike those other slick, domesticated fucks, Utivich is not cocky or boasting or anything like that. He is dignified, always so cool, displaying no obnoxious or savage tendencies. But all this is making Donny look like a pea-brained brute in comparison - and how very, very annoying that is. And anyway, Donny's not too fond of people challenging his preconceptions (i.e. "all rich white folks are assholes, and Jews posing as rich white folks are even worse"). It confuses him.
But oh, the mouth on that kid! The sarcasm is practically dripping off Utivich's words as he quarrels with Donny, winning him every single argument. Donny should hate him for it, he should want to kick his ass, but in stead he is reminded of some of the girls back home, those no-nonsense Jewish vixens who always had some kind of cheeky comeback for his cat-calls... Utivich is like that, and that really puts up a tent in Donny's pants. Those ridiculously huge baby blues and that delicious, fuckable mouth aren't exactly putting a stop to it, either.
Donny's gonna show that little rich boy who's boss. Let's just see how clever the kid is when he's being pressed up against a tree, pants around his ankles and his ass stuffed with cock..!
It's the thrill of the chase. That's what it is. Donny wants to shut that snarky little mouth up with a big hunk of circumcised meat, while he knows quite well that this is a privilege he's going to have to earn. And he's pretty sure Utivich knows what's going on, too - Donny picks up on all the smirks and glances being sent his way (contrary to popular belief, he's not an idiot).
That Utivich is just such a fucking tease...
But hey; there's nothing like a good power struggle, right?