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Drown Out the Voices, Drown Out the Noise by Synedochic (NC-17)
Fandom: POPSLASH
Pairing: Chris/JC
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
synecdochic
Author Website: Venus in Furs
Why this must be read: Because it takes a slave/master lifestyle and explains it, because it's angsty and hot as all hell. And because Chris is so strong in how he is broken and JC is so broken in how he's strong. But mostly becausesynecdochic is one of the best writers ever and her turn of phrase can pin me like a butterfly with a sentence or let me get nearly to the end of a story before I realise that I'm on the floor with the emotional impact.
The sequel to Please Master, which gives context but you don't need to have read.
WARNING for S/M and mentions of Non-Con.
JC moved like a cat when he wanted to, all silent grace. Chris jumped as a hand settled against the back of his neck. The burning arced through him, and he hissed, pulling away quickly before it could make things any worse. "What's wrong, Chris?" JC asked over his shoulder. "You know you can tell me anything."
No, he couldn't. He could tell JC just about anything. He'd spent so long not talking about it that the habit was ingrained; not only did he not want to talk about it, he couldn't talk about it, couldn't watch JC's eyes dim and lose respect inch by inch as he narrated. "It's not important."
Drown Out the Voices, Drown Out the Noise
Pairing: Chris/JC
Author on LJ:
synecdochicAuthor Website: Venus in Furs
Why this must be read: Because it takes a slave/master lifestyle and explains it, because it's angsty and hot as all hell. And because Chris is so strong in how he is broken and JC is so broken in how he's strong. But mostly because
synecdochic is one of the best writers ever and her turn of phrase can pin me like a butterfly with a sentence or let me get nearly to the end of a story before I realise that I'm on the floor with the emotional impact. The sequel to Please Master, which gives context but you don't need to have read.
WARNING for S/M and mentions of Non-Con.
JC moved like a cat when he wanted to, all silent grace. Chris jumped as a hand settled against the back of his neck. The burning arced through him, and he hissed, pulling away quickly before it could make things any worse. "What's wrong, Chris?" JC asked over his shoulder. "You know you can tell me anything."
No, he couldn't. He could tell JC just about anything. He'd spent so long not talking about it that the habit was ingrained; not only did he not want to talk about it, he couldn't talk about it, couldn't watch JC's eyes dim and lose respect inch by inch as he narrated. "It's not important."
Drown Out the Voices, Drown Out the Noise