In the Dark of Night: PWP, Angst, NC-17
In the darkness of the bedroom with the lights turned off and the window shades pulled closed, Sidney can pretend that this is isn’t so wrong. That the lean form fixated between his legs isn’t a male younger by two years, just barely legal; that he doesn’t know him, that he’s just another face, just another set of hands and lips. Just a
( Read more... )
Comments 10
*squeegigglemeltdie* adljfpdifjadpifjadpifdajfdadf
Oh my GOD, Liz.
leaving him to continue with his not-entirely-voluntary vault into the public eye where lights burned your flesh and tore open your chest and left you on display; left you open to any shot that anyone wanted to take.
Oh, I LOVE that visual, so very vivid. Great imagery, seriously.
And even as the darkness assists him in pretending it also strips him of the lies he tells himself, and he can’t pretend that this isn’t exactly what he wants.
That sentence, and particularly the part I underlined, just...fits. Just works so damn well.
Jordan growls and thrusts harder, and when Sidney works one finger inside of him, to the knuckle, he sinks his teeth into the flesh of his teammate’s jaw. Sidney’s fingers are slicked only by sweat but he doesn’t want to stop, doesn’t want to withdraw in order to find the bottle of lube. He likes it this way, Jordan’s mouth working over his neck, his fingers deep inside of Jordan eliciting sharp moans and ( ... )
Reply
Hee, despite my tendency to have a love/hate attitude for Sid...I can't imaging that being under the microscope of over a million NHL fans every single day can be completely painless. Poor boy.
*G* first and foremost, the idea of them like this, grinding against each other, Sid working his fingers inside Jordan...dear fucking LORD, that's hot.
*snickergiggle* Yay for unconventional porny scenes! ^_^
I seriously love this line. It's almost...whimsical. Very much poetic, lyrical, the way it flows. Love :D
Hehe, why thank you! I'm quite glad you liked it. ^-^
I love the way you tied this to the beginning, coming back to the fame and all of that. Wonderful.
*bursts out laughing* You know what that is? That's too much essay writing, right there. A concluding, tie-in end to a story... *dies*
SO.GOOD. It took me a good 90 seconds to be able to even begin a reply, I was too busy squeeing and marveling. This is fantastic.Fwee, I'm so happy you liked it so much! ^-^ *snuggles ( ... )
Reply
I got this vibe with this fic that Sid wants things he doesn't have to think about, doesn't have to justify or explain to people who don't know him. But at the same time he craves a connection with someone. And with Jordan he might get it, and he also gets someone who won't indulge his angst or his, I also get the feeling he looks on teh dark side you know? a glass half-empty kind of thing. not because he wants to, but because he's always having to look at things with an eye to offering a sound bit about them.
And jordan is there, warm and alive and making jokes and, and just being normal and I think Sid needs that.
Reply
*nodnod* I definitely can see a side of him like that. Media attention can be downright brutal sometimes (ofttimes, too; the diving, the whining, etc) and he's only 19, there's no way he can be totally cool with it. And how the heck does someone like that get in touch with a person, a real person that doesn't want something from him?
*nods, cuddles* I am very extremely glad you enjoyed it. ^_^
Reply
(The comment has been removed)
Oh dear. *pokes your body*
*pains* I can't imagine how they live like this.
Indeeeeed. I would die if I had to step out into a spotlight every day. *shudder*
*cuddles*
*loves*
Hee. I'm glad you liked. ^_^
*cuddle*
Reply
*grabs fic*
*cuddles*
*runs away with fic tucked to chest*
*will be back later when finished reading approximately twenty-seven more times*
Reply
*cuddles*
*runs away with fic tucked to chest*
*will be back later when finished reading approximately twenty-seven more times*
Bwuaha! So I take it you didn't mind the crack whore muses? *g*
*snuggles* Here's your evil Jordan/Sid fic, dear. I'm very happy you enjoy it. ^_^ *smishes*
Reply
As he lays there staring at the nearly-black ceiling, coming down from his high and panting for breath, kisses are placed below his bellybutton, against his chest, against his neck, until they reach his mouth. With what energy he has left he returns the searching kiss, tasting himself within it.
yeah, my brain left the premises right about there. not sure how i made it the rest of the way, but it may have been the first time i've ever wished the traffic would move *slower*.
so obviously, i've been waiting all day to come home and reread this and give you some coherant feedback. tsk tsk. rough job.
This body, with its curves and flat panes; its scars and smoothness.
i love this line for purely, absolutely hormonal reaons. cuz i like to think about where jordan might have scars =P
As he lays there staring at the nearly-black ceiling, coming ( ... )
Reply
*cackles evilly*
Aww, I'm sorry. ^_^
i like them tortured and wounded, what can i say?
So do I...so do I.
*evil*
'enjoy'? *sniff* the word does not do it justice.
HEE, aw, I'm so flattered you feel that way. ^-^
*cuddles*
Reply
“ ‘Shouldn’t be doing this’ my fucking ass,” Jordan mumbles against his shoulder, still demanding, still grasping for control even as he lies limp and well-fucked across Sidney’s body. “If you tell me you didn’t want that I’ll punch you across the nose, Crosby.”
I like how Jordan sounded so confident, knowing that Sid wants him. But who wouldn't? He's Jordan Staal! LOL.
Reply
Leave a comment