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wneleh.livejournal.com) wrote in
crack_van2007-11-20 06:35 am
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Nom De Guerre by Taleya (NC-17)
Fandom: THE SENTINEL
Pairing: Jim Ellison/Blair Sandburg
Author on LJ:
taleya
Author Website: Final Refuge
Why this must be read:
Y'all may have noticed that I haven't been reccing Jim/Blair slash this month. There's a lot about TS slash that bothers me, and this story has it all.
And you know what? All the reasons I usually don't like TS slash, they make this story even better.
The basic premise is, Jim's a U.S. officer airdropped into NAZI-occupied France to make contact with Maquis fighters; you can guess what Blair is. There's angst, there's suspense, there's sex, there's this:
Blair hooked an arm around his neck, holding on tight, and suddenly Jim wanted another place to stay. Up the other end of Grenoble. Somewhere other than France, Europe, or anywhere the war was.
He knew the bedroom now and didn't question why as Simon pulled back the covers on Ellison's own bed. It was obvious to anyone, the love between them. Like a beacon. "What's wrong with him?" he repeated helplessly.
"He gets like this after battle," Simon said softly in reply. "He doesn't like to kill. "
Nom De Guerre
Pairing: Jim Ellison/Blair Sandburg
Author on LJ:
Author Website: Final Refuge
Why this must be read:
Y'all may have noticed that I haven't been reccing Jim/Blair slash this month. There's a lot about TS slash that bothers me, and this story has it all.
And you know what? All the reasons I usually don't like TS slash, they make this story even better.
The basic premise is, Jim's a U.S. officer airdropped into NAZI-occupied France to make contact with Maquis fighters; you can guess what Blair is. There's angst, there's suspense, there's sex, there's this:
Blair hooked an arm around his neck, holding on tight, and suddenly Jim wanted another place to stay. Up the other end of Grenoble. Somewhere other than France, Europe, or anywhere the war was.
He knew the bedroom now and didn't question why as Simon pulled back the covers on Ellison's own bed. It was obvious to anyone, the love between them. Like a beacon. "What's wrong with him?" he repeated helplessly.
"He gets like this after battle," Simon said softly in reply. "He doesn't like to kill. "
Nom De Guerre
