the unforgiving minute (nadal/federer - sort of)

[girl_tarte]

words: 2300ish
rating: R
warnings: um. tennis slash. cracky premise (although uncracky fic in general). slightly/overtly fetishistic behaviour (mileages may vary). masturbation. I AM BLUSHING SO MUCH.
extra warning: no actual physical federer in this fic.

a/n: this fic stems from some ridiculous and hysterical post-wimbledon chat between myself

Comments

[buckle_berry]

yeah. it's not just the hot, it's your rafa. lovehearts in my eyes.

now: get it crossposted, at least to your actual journal ffs.

[girl_tarte]

<333

next up: tentacle!fic.

[morebliss]

Oh gods Tarte. Your little Rafa, with his maligned beige jacket, and a monkey, and his sleeve, and oh god... He breaks my heart. And makes me horny. How do you do that? I don't know whether to cry or wank. Good thing I'm at work.

[girl_tarte]

hee. but look how happy he is at the end (for a week)! definitely go for the wank. <3

[adorerdollylux]

ohmygod, how perfect is this? it was completely enveloping and brutally convincing and i love this rafa almost entirely too much. thank you so much for the insight, for his desperation and his beauty, always, always. beautifully written and executed. thank you for this.

[girl_tarte]

god, thank you! what lovely flattering things to say. i'm really pleased you liked this fic. and rafa. of course, rafa goes without saying. :)

[girl_tarte]

you're welcome! thank you for reading it. :)

[matildafilch]

I don't know what to say about this. I might go bonkers later.

You're really good.

[matildafilch]

Blimey, what a lame comment. Sorry about that, I was tired. Anyway.

Yes. It's Rafa's voice that makes this, his endearing lack of self-knowledge. But it's also the details - half-remembering his Mum's advice, holding the jacket against the wall (Christ, how hot?). And it's also the sheer simplicity of the idea - a borrowed jacket - but which gives the story such a weight of meaning: whose jacket, why, and it's empty so Rafa is alone, but his relationship with Roger in his head is so intimate, almost claustrophobic. I really get the sense here that they have a connection no one else understands. And oh, of course, Rafa HAS to put it in his mouth. Guh.

Ah, now we are descending into incoherence, I'll leave it there.

But really, just, oh.

[girl_tarte]

oh yes yes yes! they do. and like someone else said below - roger's not there, but he also totally is. i kind of think he's always there for rafa. probably even in manacor these days. poor rafa. of course he's going to end up sucking clothes. :)

thank you for all this. i'm chuffed you liked it. plus also - i'm really all about the lame comments. :)