Not Your Ordinary Romance by Mickey M (R)

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Hi, I'm SnarkyLlama and I'll be driving the Popslash van this month. I've been reading slash for years, but I'm pretty new to Popslash. One of the biggest surprises for me was how quickly the sparkly dancing boys lured me into reading all sorts of stuff that I would have never tried before. In honor of that, I'm going for a kink theme this month.

I read mostly *NSYNC fic. This month, I'll focus on newer fics and authors, but I'm going to start with an older one. This one is special because it's the fic that convinced me to take more chances on what I thought I was willing to read.

Fandom: POPSLASH
Pairing: Chris/JC
Length: 10,700 words
Author on LJ: mickeym
Author Website: Mickey's Musings
Why this must be read:

Today's pop-kink is water sports/golden showers. For a long time, these were on my "won't read it, won't write it, don't want to think about it" list. But not anymore. This fic helped me see the appeal of the kink. It shows it as being:

Sexual, but not. No, more than sexual. Intimate.

On top of that, the characterizations are wonderfully done. Chris is his funny, snarky hedgehog self, but he's also more of a real person than we sometimes see him as. He has some vulnerabilities, uncertainty and confusion that make him very appealing. And JC, whoa, there's something a little strange and alien and maybe even remote about him, but at the same time he's incredibly there and sweet and luring Chris into greater intimacies.

All in all, the fic is funny, sweet, and a little kinky. What more could you ask for?

"Go, gather more secrets about my childhood. Arm yourself for the road trip coming up, dude."

He shivered when JC stepped up to him, pressed against him. It was almost too hot to be so close; Chris blamed the fact that both of them had been drinking all afternoon and evening for the sudden flutter in his pulse and hitch in his breathing. "You could be gatherin' some yourself. Don't hide in here, man." JC's fingers were cool against the back of Chris' neck, and he felt his skin prickle in response. The breath that ghosted past his ear was warm, and smelled yeasty and a little sour, like the beer JC'd been drinking. Chris shivered again and took a deep breath.

"Not hiding," he managed, surprised by his reaction. This was JC, for Chrissakes. "Just don't feel the need to hang around and listen to my mom talking about my toilet-training."

"Heh." Another puff of warm air tickled his ear, and Chris gave up and relaxed back against JC, closing his eyes. With them shut, it felt almost like they were swaying gently to some rhythm only JC could hear, deep inside his head. "The mighty Chris Kirkpatrick, master of the show."

Not Your Ordinary Romance

Comments

[mickeym.livejournal.com]

Dude! What an incredibly lovely surprise to come across, while reading my flist :) Thank you so much for the rec! *hugs*

[llamabitchyo.livejournal.com]

:)

Thanks for the great fic!