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crack_van2007-08-31 07:39 pm
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Kitchen Song by Martha (NC-17)
Fandom: THE SENTINEL
Pairing: Jim/Blair
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
saffronhouse
Author Website: Good Morning, Sunshine (gen) Sweet (slash)
Why this must be read: My last fic rec of this month is one of my very favourite Jim/Blair love stories. However, you’ll need to set aside a good couple of hours to do it justice.
Kitchen Song can’t be pigeonholed in any one category although it is technically a ‘first time’ fic. But there’s so much going on here that the story reads more like a written tapestry of everything there is to love about The Sentinel.
Martha describes it as ‘an afterward to Snake Oil’ (already recced here), itself one of the best fics I’ve come across and generally one of my favourite ghost stories ever. The events in Kitchen Song will make more sense if you've already read Snake Oil.
Kitchen Song is long and languorous: Jim and Blair seem to make love in real time.
"Easy," he breathed into Blair's ear. "We've got time."
"Forever," Blair said. "I know. Forever."
Jim felt a burn like dry ice. It passed through him fast and hard, a wave of sensation that left his mouth dry, his lips tingling with sensation, his cock burning with sweet warmth, his entire body shuddering, suddenly drenched in sweat. He held on tight, his head buried against Blair's shoulder, wrapped around Blair as closely as he could, steadying himself as the world spun in wonderful, lazy circles, everything upside down and out of place. Jim had never known such chaos. He'd never known such happiness.
Blair wasn't leaving. He wanted to stay. He wanted to be here with Jim forever. Jim felt as though his heart were breaking under the weight of his joy. He lifted his head at last and looked down at Blair's beautiful face again, heavy-lidded eyes, an indescribable smile lifting the corners of his open mouth just a little, so calm and certain while Jim reeled with the amazed wonder of it all.
"Forever," Jim whispered back, watching Blair's face as he said the word. "Forever."
Martha’s writing is just sublime.
Kitchen Song
Pairing: Jim/Blair
Author on LJ:
saffronhouseAuthor Website: Good Morning, Sunshine (gen) Sweet (slash)
Why this must be read: My last fic rec of this month is one of my very favourite Jim/Blair love stories. However, you’ll need to set aside a good couple of hours to do it justice.
Kitchen Song can’t be pigeonholed in any one category although it is technically a ‘first time’ fic. But there’s so much going on here that the story reads more like a written tapestry of everything there is to love about The Sentinel.
Martha describes it as ‘an afterward to Snake Oil’ (already recced here), itself one of the best fics I’ve come across and generally one of my favourite ghost stories ever. The events in Kitchen Song will make more sense if you've already read Snake Oil.
Kitchen Song is long and languorous: Jim and Blair seem to make love in real time.
"Easy," he breathed into Blair's ear. "We've got time."
"Forever," Blair said. "I know. Forever."
Jim felt a burn like dry ice. It passed through him fast and hard, a wave of sensation that left his mouth dry, his lips tingling with sensation, his cock burning with sweet warmth, his entire body shuddering, suddenly drenched in sweat. He held on tight, his head buried against Blair's shoulder, wrapped around Blair as closely as he could, steadying himself as the world spun in wonderful, lazy circles, everything upside down and out of place. Jim had never known such chaos. He'd never known such happiness.
Blair wasn't leaving. He wanted to stay. He wanted to be here with Jim forever. Jim felt as though his heart were breaking under the weight of his joy. He lifted his head at last and looked down at Blair's beautiful face again, heavy-lidded eyes, an indescribable smile lifting the corners of his open mouth just a little, so calm and certain while Jim reeled with the amazed wonder of it all.
"Forever," Jim whispered back, watching Blair's face as he said the word. "Forever."
Martha’s writing is just sublime.
Kitchen Song
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The specific url is http://soulcake.skeeter63.org/slash/kitchensong1.html -- hope that works for you. It's definitely one not to miss.
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