ext_27052 ([identity profile] caz963.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] crack_van2006-03-29 08:58 pm
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Blame it on the Casanova by Dianora, NC-17

Fandom: THE WEST WING
Pairing: Josh/Donna
Author on LJ: [livejournal.com profile] dianora2
Author Website: Fanfiction by Dianora

This is my last rec in the Crack Van for West Wing fic. Thanks to those who've been reading - I hope you've enjoyed the fic and maybe found something you hadn't read before, or were reminded of something you wanted to go back to. I hope I can visit again!
Anyway, for my final rec., I've chosen something bang up to date - it was only posted last week, but it's just so fabulous I had to pimp it straight away!
I said before that Dianora is one of the best J&D writers around, and she proves it yet again in this fic. Josh and Donna are "together" in all senses of the word (!) and the fic takes place in the current time-line of the show, more or less. I should probably say that, given that part of it takes place AFTER the upcoming election, there are what I suppose could be considered spoilers for who wins, so if you don't want to know, you'll have to wait a couple of weeks to read!

One person who commented on this story said that basically all it is is talk and sex! And, when I actually thought about it, yeah, I guess it is pretty much, but then that's what Josh and Donna DO, isn't it? They banter and go at it like bunnies, but the thing is, that the dialogue is so wonderful (as is the sex!) that you don't notice! And in any case, since when is lots of sex and banter a bad thing?!
To whet your appetite, some of my favourite lines/exchanges:

"Hey. You are all I need, Joshua Lyman," she said firmly. "Let's face it, you're actually more than I can handle."

"Many women have tried," Josh said with bravado. Then, off her look, he mumbled, "Okay, not that many women."

"Mmm." Donna smoothed the front of his shirt. "Come on, Casanova, let's go downstairs before the others start lewdly speculating on what we're doing up here."

"You say that as if it would bother me," he said.

"I assure you it's not your reputation I'm worried about," she retorted.


and...

"So we're going away next weekend."

Donna paused in her consumption of day-old pork lo mein to give him the fisheye. "You know what I love about that? That you're telling me, instead of asking me. And by love I mean, you know, pissed."

"That's...some really interesting sentence structure you just used there, but I think you're missing the point, which is that we are going away next weekend, just you and me." He smirked, clearly proud of himself.

"I'm missing the point," she said, feeling her eyebrows go up.

"Yes."

"Okay, whatever," she said. So not worth it. "Where are we going, and why?"

"Where we're going is a secret," he said, "and why is so we can have sex. Lots and lots of sex."

"I'm pretty sure we can do that right here," she mused, and slurped up a noodle.


And there's plenty more where those came from!

There's a level of intimacy underlying all this that is beautifully done - these characters have been heading in this direction for nine years, and the connection between them has always been there, but Dia captures it so well. And later in the fic, when Donna thinks she might be pregnant, she avoids the stereotypical "Donna's pregnant by accident but they're both delighted" scenario and goes for something much more in character and much more true to life, I think. Anyway, that's enough from me on this one - just read and enjoy!

Blame it on the Casanova

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