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The Death of the Six Week Rule by Valentin (NC-17)
Fandom: STARSKY AND HUTCH
Pairing: Starsky/Hutch
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tovalentin
Author Website: Valentin's Stories
Why this must be read: This is an excellent piece of fiction. In short, it seems Hutch has taken to going down south to date men, but he's got a rule: Six weeks, and it's over. No strings, no broken hearts... which usually works out well. Starsky's fine with that, as long as Hutch doesn't share any of the details. It's all good... until temporary blindness puts Hutch in Starsky's care. Poor Hutch:
Hutch slouched in his seat. The mild burns around his eyes from the plant’s caustic sap were annoyingly itchy; only the bandages were keeping his hands off them. And what the hell was he going to do with himself at home? He couldn’t read, he couldn’t garden, he couldn’t cook, watch TV or even do his laundry. He was going to go crazy, he thought glumly. He’d end up spending the entire week jerking off and calling in to NPR talk shows. He imagined Starsky finding him on day seven, a gibbering, dehydrated wreck clutching his raw dick in one hand and the phone in the other, and the image surprised him into laughter.
You've gotta love Valentin's way with words.
Once the domestic pattern is established, it just gets better. Starsky feeds Hutch, takes care of Hutch. Then Starsky flirts, Hutch gets confused, but then he figures it out, and flirts back. Then Starsky... well, I wouldn't want to spoil it for you, so you've just gotta read it for yourself. It's just beautiful. Valentin writes with just the right touch of wistfulness and humor, and the combination is near perfect.
To paraphrase our luscious blond lovely, how can a guy with two functioning eyes have been so blind?
The Death of the Six-Week Rule
Pairing: Starsky/Hutch
Author on LJ:
tovalentinAuthor Website: Valentin's Stories
Why this must be read: This is an excellent piece of fiction. In short, it seems Hutch has taken to going down south to date men, but he's got a rule: Six weeks, and it's over. No strings, no broken hearts... which usually works out well. Starsky's fine with that, as long as Hutch doesn't share any of the details. It's all good... until temporary blindness puts Hutch in Starsky's care. Poor Hutch:
Hutch slouched in his seat. The mild burns around his eyes from the plant’s caustic sap were annoyingly itchy; only the bandages were keeping his hands off them. And what the hell was he going to do with himself at home? He couldn’t read, he couldn’t garden, he couldn’t cook, watch TV or even do his laundry. He was going to go crazy, he thought glumly. He’d end up spending the entire week jerking off and calling in to NPR talk shows. He imagined Starsky finding him on day seven, a gibbering, dehydrated wreck clutching his raw dick in one hand and the phone in the other, and the image surprised him into laughter.
You've gotta love Valentin's way with words.
Once the domestic pattern is established, it just gets better. Starsky feeds Hutch, takes care of Hutch. Then Starsky flirts, Hutch gets confused, but then he figures it out, and flirts back. Then Starsky... well, I wouldn't want to spoil it for you, so you've just gotta read it for yourself. It's just beautiful. Valentin writes with just the right touch of wistfulness and humor, and the combination is near perfect.
To paraphrase our luscious blond lovely, how can a guy with two functioning eyes have been so blind?
The Death of the Six-Week Rule
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Hutch's "What are you doing seven weeks from now?" gets me every time. I love this story, and love Valentin so much.
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