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Sun Worshippers by karabair (PG)
Fandom: ANGEL
Pairing: Wesley/Fred but this is mostly a gen-fic with Wesley/Cordelia friendship.
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
karabair
Author Website: none that I know of
Why this must be read:
As Karabair herself said: "I started to think about Wesley & Cordelia and tanning oil. Then I came home and proceeded to create the most PG-rated and non-shippy fic I possibly could have, given that prompt." This fic must be read if only to understand how such a dirty dirty prompt could give birth to such a sweet, mostly-gen, "canonish"-fic.
Karabair's Cordelia voice is spot-on and her Wesley is both kind of awkward and dead sexy with his scarred, swim-trunked self. I've always loved the relationship between Wesley and Cordelia and I think Karabair portrays it perfectly. A little flirtatious and lots of true, platonic love.
Cordelia put a hand on his shoulder. "Sit here for a second, will ya? Help me rub oil all over my body."
Wesley's head snapped back toward Cordelia. "Okay," he said obediently and, when she had stretched out on her stomach so he couldn't see her face, she allowed herself a smirk. It may have been Fred that he was into at the moment. But Wesley was still a man and, as far as men were concerned, Cordelia knew a few phrases that were guaranteed to win at least a moment of undivided attention.
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"You really didn't need me to do this, did you?"
She twisted her neck back to grin at him. "I just figured you'd want your neighbors to think you're the luckiest man on the block."
Sun Worshippers
Pairing: Wesley/Fred but this is mostly a gen-fic with Wesley/Cordelia friendship.
Author on LJ:
karabairAuthor Website: none that I know of
Why this must be read:
As Karabair herself said: "I started to think about Wesley & Cordelia and tanning oil. Then I came home and proceeded to create the most PG-rated and non-shippy fic I possibly could have, given that prompt." This fic must be read if only to understand how such a dirty dirty prompt could give birth to such a sweet, mostly-gen, "canonish"-fic.
Karabair's Cordelia voice is spot-on and her Wesley is both kind of awkward and dead sexy with his scarred, swim-trunked self. I've always loved the relationship between Wesley and Cordelia and I think Karabair portrays it perfectly. A little flirtatious and lots of true, platonic love.
Cordelia put a hand on his shoulder. "Sit here for a second, will ya? Help me rub oil all over my body."
Wesley's head snapped back toward Cordelia. "Okay," he said obediently and, when she had stretched out on her stomach so he couldn't see her face, she allowed herself a smirk. It may have been Fred that he was into at the moment. But Wesley was still a man and, as far as men were concerned, Cordelia knew a few phrases that were guaranteed to win at least a moment of undivided attention.
[...]
"You really didn't need me to do this, did you?"
She twisted her neck back to grin at him. "I just figured you'd want your neighbors to think you're the luckiest man on the block."
Sun Worshippers
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