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crack_van2007-09-10 06:53 pm
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Read Me a Jedi by Tem-ve H'syan (R)
Fandom: Star Wars Prequels
Pairing: Qui-Gon Jinn/Obi-Wan Kenobi
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
temve
Author Website: http://www.tem-ve.de/
Why this must be read: Because it's funny and sweet and hot in all the right measures. Uptight, repressed Obi-Wan is a fandom cliché because we like him that way, and it's funny to watch him squirm while Quinlan explicitly describes everything Obi-Wan adores about Qui-Gon. Quinlan's psychometric powers are used beautifully to reveal Qui-Gon's character, and Obi-Wan's feelings.
To be honest, even Quinlan himself had been surprised to find that a little-used hair tie liberated from under Master Jinn's bed carried echoes of having been looped around the man's wrists. In the privacy of his sleeping-cell, and in amicable company. He did not recognise the face, and wasted no time in describing it, focusing instead on the clenching and unclenching of those big hands, on the contrast between the nondescript fabric and the thick wrists captured within, on the scent of the man's sweat and the sound of his breathing. Heavy breathing. Happy heavy breathing.
Read Me a Jedi
Pairing: Qui-Gon Jinn/Obi-Wan Kenobi
Author on LJ:
temve Author Website: http://www.tem-ve.de/
Why this must be read: Because it's funny and sweet and hot in all the right measures. Uptight, repressed Obi-Wan is a fandom cliché because we like him that way, and it's funny to watch him squirm while Quinlan explicitly describes everything Obi-Wan adores about Qui-Gon. Quinlan's psychometric powers are used beautifully to reveal Qui-Gon's character, and Obi-Wan's feelings.
To be honest, even Quinlan himself had been surprised to find that a little-used hair tie liberated from under Master Jinn's bed carried echoes of having been looped around the man's wrists. In the privacy of his sleeping-cell, and in amicable company. He did not recognise the face, and wasted no time in describing it, focusing instead on the clenching and unclenching of those big hands, on the contrast between the nondescript fabric and the thick wrists captured within, on the scent of the man's sweat and the sound of his breathing. Heavy breathing. Happy heavy breathing.
Read Me a Jedi