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crack_van2004-03-02 10:49 am
carenejeans.livejournal.com) wrote in crack_van2004-03-02 10:49 am
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Duet by Killa (NC-17)
Fandom: HIGHLANDER
Pairing: Duncan/Methos
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
killabeez
Author Website: http://seacouver.slashcity.net/killa
Why this must be read: It's one of the hottest stories I ever made the mistake of reading during lunch hour at work.
Hello, I'm your Highlander pimp for the month of March. I'm going to rec a bunch of stories, and also few non-story things -- poetry, vids, and fanart.
I'm going to start with Killa's "Duet" because it's a story I keep on my bedside table, even though it never helps me sleep. *g*
Killa calls this a shameless PWP, but if it lacks plot (which actually, I don't think it does) it makes up for it with beautiful characterization, a touch of angst, a touch of humor, and of course, teh sexy.
The scene: Methos has taken a quickening and is feeling horny; he's on the couch. Duncan is in his bed, asleep. Methos decides to take matters in hand, so to speak. It's okay, Duncan's asleep and can't hear him. Right?
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In very short order, the need to stay quiet became almost maddening; the leather couch was demonstrating an unfortunate tendency to squeak. He couldn't manage the rhythm he needed--not and keep silent--and he thought it very likely that he would pass out from holding his breath before he managed to get any relief. Inspired by desperation, Methos brought his hand up and licked the palm, tasting salt, and the faint bittersweetness of his own fluid.
And--yes. Oh, yes, that was better. Much better. Infinitely--fuck... yes... unbidden, the imagined sensations surfaced, of MacLeod's mouth on his, that hard body pressed against his, the heat he would feel pressing his leg between those strong thighs...
Somewhere in the darkness, weight shifted on a bed, barely more than a whisper in the almost-silence.
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Are you guys still breathing out there? *g*
This is also the first of a four (or five) part series, all of which are full of angsty sexy goodness.
Orchestral Maneuvers in the Dark:
-- Duet
-- Nocturne
-- Intermezzo
-- Cambiata
Also:
-- Variation in D Minor follows loosely in the same story line, though Killa calls it more of an A/U.
That rec again is: Duet
Pairing: Duncan/Methos
Author on LJ:
killabeezAuthor Website: http://seacouver.slashcity.net/killa
Why this must be read: It's one of the hottest stories I ever made the mistake of reading during lunch hour at work.
Hello, I'm your Highlander pimp for the month of March. I'm going to rec a bunch of stories, and also few non-story things -- poetry, vids, and fanart.
I'm going to start with Killa's "Duet" because it's a story I keep on my bedside table, even though it never helps me sleep. *g*
Killa calls this a shameless PWP, but if it lacks plot (which actually, I don't think it does) it makes up for it with beautiful characterization, a touch of angst, a touch of humor, and of course, teh sexy.
The scene: Methos has taken a quickening and is feeling horny; he's on the couch. Duncan is in his bed, asleep. Methos decides to take matters in hand, so to speak. It's okay, Duncan's asleep and can't hear him. Right?
--------
In very short order, the need to stay quiet became almost maddening; the leather couch was demonstrating an unfortunate tendency to squeak. He couldn't manage the rhythm he needed--not and keep silent--and he thought it very likely that he would pass out from holding his breath before he managed to get any relief. Inspired by desperation, Methos brought his hand up and licked the palm, tasting salt, and the faint bittersweetness of his own fluid.
And--yes. Oh, yes, that was better. Much better. Infinitely--fuck... yes... unbidden, the imagined sensations surfaced, of MacLeod's mouth on his, that hard body pressed against his, the heat he would feel pressing his leg between those strong thighs...
Somewhere in the darkness, weight shifted on a bed, barely more than a whisper in the almost-silence.
--------
Are you guys still breathing out there? *g*
This is also the first of a four (or five) part series, all of which are full of angsty sexy goodness.
Orchestral Maneuvers in the Dark:
-- Duet
-- Nocturne
-- Intermezzo
-- Cambiata
Also:
-- Variation in D Minor follows loosely in the same story line, though Killa calls it more of an A/U.
That rec again is: Duet
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