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georgiesmith.livejournal.com) wrote in crack_van2009-03-09 08:24 am
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Hands by Cord Smithee (PG-13)
Fandom: THE MAN FROM UNCLE
Pairing: Napoleon/Illya
Length: 9K
Author on LJ: No
Author Website: Most can be found at the Chrome and Gunmetal Madhouse
Why this must be read: There are quite a few stories in MFU fandom focusing on Illya's hands but this is my favorite. Most of the story is from Napoleon's POV as he meets his partner for the first time, comes to rely on him in the field, becomes friends with him and as they eventually become lovers. Cord Smithee has been rec'd here a number of times for good reason. Smithee's work is visceral, in your face, steamy and always, always so very real. Don't let the PG-13 warning fool you, Smithee's work doesn't need to be explicit to be hot and this story sizzles.
And his eyes weren't cold at all, but warm, and sparking. The Russian steepled those amazing hands in front of himself, lacing the fingers together like thatch, and Napoleon knew in that instant that he was utterly lost.
Pairing: Napoleon/Illya
Length: 9K
Author on LJ: No
Author Website: Most can be found at the Chrome and Gunmetal Madhouse
Why this must be read: There are quite a few stories in MFU fandom focusing on Illya's hands but this is my favorite. Most of the story is from Napoleon's POV as he meets his partner for the first time, comes to rely on him in the field, becomes friends with him and as they eventually become lovers. Cord Smithee has been rec'd here a number of times for good reason. Smithee's work is visceral, in your face, steamy and always, always so very real. Don't let the PG-13 warning fool you, Smithee's work doesn't need to be explicit to be hot and this story sizzles.
And his eyes weren't cold at all, but warm, and sparking. The Russian steepled those amazing hands in front of himself, lacing the fingers together like thatch, and Napoleon knew in that instant that he was utterly lost.
And so it went. Those hands came to be as known to him as his own--better known than a lover's, in fact. Nimble for all their size, hands that freed him from cages and dressed his wounds and beat his enemies senseless. Hands he trusted as he trusted his own--more, in some cases. He learned the little Russian had a glass jaw and a will of iron, a vicious right hook and a flying front-kick that was a little like being trampled by a pissed-off ploughhorse, except horses didn't wear hobnailed boots. He learned that here, at last, was somebody who wasn't going to die on him. Against all odds. He rediscovered faith.
Hands
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Illya does have great hands, although I have always been partial to that lower lip of his.
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How does he manage to make a sentence like that sound romantic?
Oh how I love Cord Smithee. I don't know if it is because he is one of the few male MFU slash writers but his stories are pitch perfect. His Illya just sends shivers up and down my spine - so strong, so masculine.... *swoons*