Chapter 7, part 2: November 22nd 2005, Pittsburgh
The ride to the loft had been virtually silent apart from the Corvette’s throaty purr. Brian looked away from the windscreen and the street lights gliding past in hypnotic recurring flashes and into his lap where Justin’s hand rested casually in between gearshift. He felt the muscles in his
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Brian needig Justin so badly, only allowing himself to feel and let the walls of defence crumble in Justin's arms. And Justin needing Brian, his strength, vulnerability -being Justin.
oh, I'm rambling along putting my conceptions in to this, but your writing makes me "feel" them. Thanks a lot Sannae, det var så flott.
Valkyrie
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I was so thrilled when I watched QAF in the spring and found out that the fandom wasn't "dead yet" and there are still people around willing to speculate on the subject matter :-)
And a million thanks for the lovely praise. I'm so glad you hung in there until I finally produced Justin ;-)
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I found the final line very interesting as well... it's enigmatic, but somehow lets us glimpse that Brian is slowly changing, even if he doesn't know it himself.
Wonderful, can't wait for more :)
Hugs,
Arlad
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And thank YOU Arlad for your always amazing feedback. That means so incredibly much.
I've been told I'm a very visual person, maybe that is reflecting itself in my work. That or I simply don't have other people's gift of telling so beautifully much with few words lol.
And yes, *my* Brian is slowly changing, or rather he's finally dealing with all the baggage he's been saddled with.
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And as far as Justin not leaving without talking...think you might like the next chapter ;-)
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And this line owns me:
His last conscious thought was a fleeting illogical pang of regret that Justin after years of never being able to get him to leave things unspoken, now seemed content to quietly hold him.
Love,
Kari
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Awww *hugs and pets Kari* At least I've finally gotten to post the chapters where he's in good hands ;-)
love,
Sanne
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