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Epiphany in a Stairwell by Lady Ra (R)
Fandom: THE SENTINEL
Pairing: Jim/Blair
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author Website: Rari's List
Why this story must be read: No, this isn't an A/U. I am saving more of them for later. *g*
This is a regular story set in the Sentinel universe, a slice-of-life story, if you will. Blair is caught in a stairwell with a homophobic jerk who wants to harass him for his "lifestyle." But, Blair being Blair completely turns the tables on this idiot and by the end of their 'conversation,' has this guy eating out of the palm of his hand.
The story is from Jim's POV. He is listening to the conversation at the top of the stairwell, just in case the guy tries to hurt Blair. Overhearing what Blair has to say, makes Jim question the feelings has for his partner and not one, but two people change their outlook that day.
Here is an excerpt from the story, if this doesn't drag you in, I don't know what will!
Sandburg: "Okay, I'm betting that your sex life is a little bland. You have a little foreplay with the ladies, maybe you even go down on her, give her a little thrill, and then you move into the big act--intercourse. Am I right?"
Jim: All right, I'm confused. That sounds like my sex life. What's so bland about that? Women love oral sex. I mean getting it. They certainly squeal enough. And put my head in a serious leg lock, as if to make sure that now that I've discovered the Holy Land, I'm not going anywhere. I've thought about wearing a neck brace.
Cop: "What's wrong with that?"
I suddenly realize that my partner might be planning on revealing secrets. Maybe the secret handshake to get into the mutant club. I quietly duck into the stairwell.
"Man, what's wrong with that? It's like having a whole playground at your disposal and all you want to play on is the swings. I mean there's the slide and the monkey bars and the merry-go-round and the sandbox, and that's just the basic stuff."
I know the guy's intrigued. Probably horrified, too, but intrigued. Shit, I know I am. The last thing he probably figured would happen is that he'd be getting sex education from the fucking fairy.
"What the hell are you talking about, Sandburg?" The guy's still trying to hold his own. I gotta give him credit for that, even if it is a lost cause.
"Bodies, man. They're a fucking playground. And just to keep you from freaking out, let's keep the subject on women. The whole body's an erogenous zone. If all you do is stick to the big guns, you're missing out on half the fun. And you're also missing out on one of the biggest guns. Your ass, man."
"Don't even fucking go there."
Sandburg let out another laugh. "Do you listen to yourself when you talk? Never mind. Listen, I think what has homophobes freaked out is the whole idea of anal sex. But, I gotta tell you, your prostate is your friend."
"I don't-"
Sandburg just cuts him off. He's on a roll now. And when the kid's on a roll, nothing short of an act of God can get him to stop. Maybe Simon when he's in a really bad mood.
"No, I mean it. And while women don't have a prostate there're a lot of them that are totally into anal stimulation. It drives them wild. And not only you doing it to them, but letting them do it to you. You want an orgasm that will blow the top of your head off, have some woman go down on your cock and have her slip her finger up your ass and give your prostate a nudge or two. Wow!"
Yup, he was on a roll. And putting out pheromones like no one's business. I could feel them wafting up the stairs. They were making me hard.
Epiphany in a Stairwell
Pairing: Jim/Blair
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author Website: Rari's List
Why this story must be read: No, this isn't an A/U. I am saving more of them for later. *g*
This is a regular story set in the Sentinel universe, a slice-of-life story, if you will. Blair is caught in a stairwell with a homophobic jerk who wants to harass him for his "lifestyle." But, Blair being Blair completely turns the tables on this idiot and by the end of their 'conversation,' has this guy eating out of the palm of his hand.
The story is from Jim's POV. He is listening to the conversation at the top of the stairwell, just in case the guy tries to hurt Blair. Overhearing what Blair has to say, makes Jim question the feelings has for his partner and not one, but two people change their outlook that day.
Here is an excerpt from the story, if this doesn't drag you in, I don't know what will!
Sandburg: "Okay, I'm betting that your sex life is a little bland. You have a little foreplay with the ladies, maybe you even go down on her, give her a little thrill, and then you move into the big act--intercourse. Am I right?"
Jim: All right, I'm confused. That sounds like my sex life. What's so bland about that? Women love oral sex. I mean getting it. They certainly squeal enough. And put my head in a serious leg lock, as if to make sure that now that I've discovered the Holy Land, I'm not going anywhere. I've thought about wearing a neck brace.
Cop: "What's wrong with that?"
I suddenly realize that my partner might be planning on revealing secrets. Maybe the secret handshake to get into the mutant club. I quietly duck into the stairwell.
"Man, what's wrong with that? It's like having a whole playground at your disposal and all you want to play on is the swings. I mean there's the slide and the monkey bars and the merry-go-round and the sandbox, and that's just the basic stuff."
I know the guy's intrigued. Probably horrified, too, but intrigued. Shit, I know I am. The last thing he probably figured would happen is that he'd be getting sex education from the fucking fairy.
"What the hell are you talking about, Sandburg?" The guy's still trying to hold his own. I gotta give him credit for that, even if it is a lost cause.
"Bodies, man. They're a fucking playground. And just to keep you from freaking out, let's keep the subject on women. The whole body's an erogenous zone. If all you do is stick to the big guns, you're missing out on half the fun. And you're also missing out on one of the biggest guns. Your ass, man."
"Don't even fucking go there."
Sandburg let out another laugh. "Do you listen to yourself when you talk? Never mind. Listen, I think what has homophobes freaked out is the whole idea of anal sex. But, I gotta tell you, your prostate is your friend."
"I don't-"
Sandburg just cuts him off. He's on a roll now. And when the kid's on a roll, nothing short of an act of God can get him to stop. Maybe Simon when he's in a really bad mood.
"No, I mean it. And while women don't have a prostate there're a lot of them that are totally into anal stimulation. It drives them wild. And not only you doing it to them, but letting them do it to you. You want an orgasm that will blow the top of your head off, have some woman go down on your cock and have her slip her finger up your ass and give your prostate a nudge or two. Wow!"
Yup, he was on a roll. And putting out pheromones like no one's business. I could feel them wafting up the stairs. They were making me hard.
Epiphany in a Stairwell