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2010 Winter Games Kink Meme
Figure Skating Post!
Only figure skating/ice dancing prompts/fills go here!
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Speed Skating is here.
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I hope it's okay to post this here! I didn't want to de-anon, or clutter up my previous thread. This is the prequel to 'Chasing The Sun' which can be found here (and is still my top priority to write for now):
http://wintergameskink.livejournal.com/3425.html?thread=3556193#t3556193
original prompt was: Johnny/Evan - Parent Trap! If anyone's going to have kids who LOATH each other, and then become BFF, it's Swangoose offspring!
sooo, as lovely commenters expressed an interest, here is J/E pre-offspring!
previous parts of 'a pure flash of lightning' here:
http://wintergameskink.livejournal.com/3425.html?thread=4196193#t4196193
Also, thank you SO MUCH to everyone who has left comments before, so very appreciated ♥
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Half an hour later he got a text back saying ‘Who is this ‘J’ you’re referring to?’. Evan rolled his eyes at his phone. Johnny was pretty ridiculous and irritating, but he was starting to find it kind of - endearing. They’d spent that day together wandering around empty apartments and Evan had enjoyed it way more than he’d thought he would. It had been a kind of challenge to himself. To see if losing Johnny from competition would be as big a deal as the tightness in his chest told him it would - and, of course, to see whether the loss would be a rival, or an actual person.
He hadn’t quite got an answer yet. He knew that Johnny was cool and really funny and very interesting, and that after hanging out with him for a few hours without any yelling he relaxed a lot and almost turned into a normal person. Well, a normal person who bitched a lot about random shit like what other people were wearing and the precise amount ( ... )
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“I am not orange,” Evan objected.
Johnny looked at him through his big sunglasses. “We’ll discuss that later. I guess I should just be thankful you’re not wearing your medal.”
“Um,” Evan said.
“Oh, you’re not,” Johnny said, looking aghast ( ... )
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“Unpack,” Johnny said instantly. “Or my stuff will crease.”
“You wanna come over first?”
He could feel Johnny glaring at him. “No“I thought we could hang out,” Evan continued lamely. “No? No. I guess not ( ... )
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“What’re they saying?” He looked like he was too comfortable to move.
“‘These former rivals were spotted today at LAX looking very cosy-’” Evan read out.
“Oh, we did not look cosy.”
“We probably looked a little cosy.” Evan started again: “Um, what else. ‘Lysacek, who won the gold medal for figure skating at this year’s Winter Olympics, followed by first place on Dancing-’”
“Yes, Evan, the media thinks you’re wonderful, I get your point,” Johnny snapped.
“I’m just reading it! Jeez. ‘Lysacek and Weir, whose...’” Whose gender was questioned earlier this year. What the hell? Seriously? “‘Lysacek and Weir, who placed sixth and recently announced his retirement, have recently proclaimed a new friendship.’ And then there’s some stuff that insinuates, um, stuff,” he finished ( ... )
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“Yeah. Taboo subject. It was dumb-”
“-we were kids“-it’s no big deal ( ... )
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“I like you,” Evan said, barely recognising the words as they spilled, all unruly and uncensored, out of his mouth. “I know I’m not gay, but you’re, you know.” He shifted his hands over Johnny’s legs, feeling the curve of muscle, the heaviness of strength and power. He was this complete lunatic who loved it when stuff was clean and used women’s purses and complained constantly about the trials that Evan’s continued presence in his life put him through, and stayed anyway. Evan hadn’t been with a guy in a long time. It hadn’t seemed like a good idea. And Johnny’s eyelashes were curled and his brows were perfect and his mouth was soft with lip stuff, but fuck, he felt like a man and looked like a man with a faint hint of stubble on his jawline and cords of muscle running down his forearms, and it was so hot ( ... )
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Okay. No, really, I am sorry. I just love you and I think you are great. This story is so fucking amazing that my heart is actually being fast and I'm all breathless. I'm so glad you updated, and I'll be waiting patiently for the next one.
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KLJSHAKJHKNJJKAJ <333333333333333333333333333333
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"omg Evan's complete reliance on instinct is perfection."
"cleanliness! hee!"
"whoa, that description of Evan's intentional as both amusement and cover-up tactic is spot on."
and then it got to the last part and coherence dissolved into incoherent shrieks of glee. so wonderful and so teasing ahhhhhhhhhhh I love everything about this.
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OH MY HEART. I WISH THIS IS RL SO FUCKIN MUCH YOU HAVE NO IDEA T___T
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