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The Way Back by elijahwildchild (NC-17)
Fandom: THE MAN FROM UNCLE
Pairing: Napoleon/Illya
Length: 108 K
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
elijahwildchild
Author Website: Archived at The Chrome and Gunmetal Madhouse
Why this must be read: Quite simply, this action-adventure-angsty tale takes the reader on one hell of a ride. The story opens with Napoleon and Illya on board a moored THRUSH submarine removing a piece of equipment, but during their escape the boys are separated and Illya is presumed to have been killed. No! I love her style of writing. She's able to pull you into the action where you don't feel like you're reading words anymore but watching the events unfold on the screen in front of you. Most importantly of all, I think, the boys and Mr. Waverly ring true and her original characters read like already established characters. This story has it all - action, adventure, hurt, comfort, drama, first-time sex. Like the best fan fiction, you'll find that once you read this tale you'll discover that you're re-reading it on a regular rotation.
Finally, gritting his teeth, He turned and allowed his eyes to be drawn to the single bed in the centre of the far wall. It had clearly been made in haste as, although the sheet and blankets were drawn up, there was still an indentation in the pillow where a head had lain. He tried to swallow but his painfully dry throat constricted and he couldn't.
He crossed the room slowly and reached down to the pillow, lightly touching the impression there with a hand that was far from steady. Gathering up the pillow, he buried his face in it and was immediately overwhelmed by the scent of his partner. Illya was everywhere, filling his senses, rebuking him for his desertion, making him ache with a yearning he knew could never be filled.
Overcome by a sense of injustice and self-recrimination and loss, he slid to the floor clutching the pillow, squeezing his eyes shut to hold back the scalding tears. It was futile.
Illya...
The dam finally burst and his body shook with wracking sobs as he finally tumbled into exhaustion.
The Way Back
Pairing: Napoleon/Illya
Length: 108 K
Author on LJ:
elijahwildchild Author Website: Archived at The Chrome and Gunmetal Madhouse
Why this must be read: Quite simply, this action-adventure-angsty tale takes the reader on one hell of a ride. The story opens with Napoleon and Illya on board a moored THRUSH submarine removing a piece of equipment, but during their escape the boys are separated and Illya is presumed to have been killed. No! I love her style of writing. She's able to pull you into the action where you don't feel like you're reading words anymore but watching the events unfold on the screen in front of you. Most importantly of all, I think, the boys and Mr. Waverly ring true and her original characters read like already established characters. This story has it all - action, adventure, hurt, comfort, drama, first-time sex. Like the best fan fiction, you'll find that once you read this tale you'll discover that you're re-reading it on a regular rotation.
Finally, gritting his teeth, He turned and allowed his eyes to be drawn to the single bed in the centre of the far wall. It had clearly been made in haste as, although the sheet and blankets were drawn up, there was still an indentation in the pillow where a head had lain. He tried to swallow but his painfully dry throat constricted and he couldn't.
He crossed the room slowly and reached down to the pillow, lightly touching the impression there with a hand that was far from steady. Gathering up the pillow, he buried his face in it and was immediately overwhelmed by the scent of his partner. Illya was everywhere, filling his senses, rebuking him for his desertion, making him ache with a yearning he knew could never be filled.
Overcome by a sense of injustice and self-recrimination and loss, he slid to the floor clutching the pillow, squeezing his eyes shut to hold back the scalding tears. It was futile.
Illya...
The dam finally burst and his body shook with wracking sobs as he finally tumbled into exhaustion.
The Way Back
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I read this one on a regular basis and I'm reminded as to how things should be done!
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Thank you so much for this rec! I just went through everything by this author at that site; it is all amazing.
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I'm so glad you liked it. She is a tremendous author, isn't she? *g*