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Seemingly Impermeable by Helen (PG-13)
Fandom: THE SENTINEL
Pairing: Jim/Blair
Length: ~ 11.000
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
helenish
Author Website: Talk in Corners - Helen at 852 Prospect
Why this must be read:
Jim and Blair, sitting in a freezer, K-I-S-S-I-N-G...
What? Isn't that enough? Ok, ok, let's to elaborate a little, then. This is Jim, confused, bewildered, maybe, in a very quiet, almost rational way. Trying to make peace with the fact that he had kissed Blair, and the most alarming fact: he enjoyed it. Too much. And that he's maybe a little bit jealous when he can smell a woman with Blair... The man is hopeless.
Helen writes Jim in such a fantastic way, she makes you want to cuddle him and hit him at the same time *laughs*
Here, have a taste
There was definitely something very wrong with him: that was the conclusion that Jim had drawn a few days later. He’d snapped right back from the near death part of it all, of course—he always did. Perhaps it wasn’t ideal that every job he’d ever had involved people trying to shoot him, but he’d grown used to it.. And he didn’t even feel all that bad about dragging Blair into it. Blair could make his own decisions; Blair understood the danger. But, maybe, Jim thought, maybe he should be worried about all this near death stuff. And he should certainly be thinking it over more than he was thinking over the kissing. But, no, it was Blair’s mouth that preoccupied him.
Well yes, the stress of the situation, and the need for human contact, but that didn’t seem quite right at all, because he was in life or death situations all the time and he’d never really had the urge to do anything of the sort until he felt the small shivers climbing up Blair’s spine, his cool fingers on his face. He was getting soft, that was all there was to it. Once he’d been trapped in a fucking collapsed mine shaft. With a woman, a very attractive woman at that, all dark hair and curves, and they’d played checkers with rocks they’d found for three days. Checkers, for God’s sake. And then, Blair.
Jim spent a lot of time having stupid inner dialogues which took a long time, in spite of the fact that he was agreeing with himself:
"It was just kissing."
"Well, it was."
:
Yeah, I knew you'll like this. So, go to read Seemingly Impermeable, you deserve a good time ;D
Pairing: Jim/Blair
Length: ~ 11.000
Author on LJ:
helenishAuthor Website: Talk in Corners - Helen at 852 Prospect
Why this must be read:
Jim and Blair, sitting in a freezer, K-I-S-S-I-N-G...
What? Isn't that enough? Ok, ok, let's to elaborate a little, then. This is Jim, confused, bewildered, maybe, in a very quiet, almost rational way. Trying to make peace with the fact that he had kissed Blair, and the most alarming fact: he enjoyed it. Too much. And that he's maybe a little bit jealous when he can smell a woman with Blair... The man is hopeless.
Helen writes Jim in such a fantastic way, she makes you want to cuddle him and hit him at the same time *laughs*
Here, have a taste
There was definitely something very wrong with him: that was the conclusion that Jim had drawn a few days later. He’d snapped right back from the near death part of it all, of course—he always did. Perhaps it wasn’t ideal that every job he’d ever had involved people trying to shoot him, but he’d grown used to it.. And he didn’t even feel all that bad about dragging Blair into it. Blair could make his own decisions; Blair understood the danger. But, maybe, Jim thought, maybe he should be worried about all this near death stuff. And he should certainly be thinking it over more than he was thinking over the kissing. But, no, it was Blair’s mouth that preoccupied him.
Well yes, the stress of the situation, and the need for human contact, but that didn’t seem quite right at all, because he was in life or death situations all the time and he’d never really had the urge to do anything of the sort until he felt the small shivers climbing up Blair’s spine, his cool fingers on his face. He was getting soft, that was all there was to it. Once he’d been trapped in a fucking collapsed mine shaft. With a woman, a very attractive woman at that, all dark hair and curves, and they’d played checkers with rocks they’d found for three days. Checkers, for God’s sake. And then, Blair.
Jim spent a lot of time having stupid inner dialogues which took a long time, in spite of the fact that he was agreeing with himself:
"It was just kissing."
"Well, it was."
:
Yeah, I knew you'll like this. So, go to read Seemingly Impermeable, you deserve a good time ;D