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Beautiful by Candy (Rating: R)
What ho, fangirls and fanboys! I'm Storyfan, and I'll be taking the wheel this month in honor of Donald Strachey Mysteries. My dear friend ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
nyteflyer will provide a pimp for this marvelous fandom, but I thought I'd get the engine started with a story by our fandom's most prolific writer — and one of my favorites!
Fandom: DONALD STRACHEY MYSTERIES — movie!verse
Pairing: Donald Strachey/Timothy Callahan
Length: About 3,000 words
Author on LJ:candyjbshsc
Author's website and masterlist: On Squidge
Why this must be read: Anything Candy writes is worth a close read. She's got characterization down pat, and she puts our boys through the wringer but brings them out of it, stronger and better for the experience. In this story, a battered and bruised Donald meets Timothy for the first time.
I was on my second martini when I noticed him. I knew the long list of reasons why I was there alone, but I couldn't fathom what this guy was doing there by himself. Drinking a martini. Well, at least he had good taste in drinks.
He wasn't just "nice looking." He was beautiful. Tall, dark-haired, just like I like 'em. Still, he wasn't exactly my type. He was dressed in a really nice dark suit, white shirt, and tie. He looked like he'd either come from a funeral or a job at a bank. I usually prefer my guys a little less refined than this one looked, with his fashionable glasses and expensive shoes. There was an equally expensive-looking dark topcoat on the barstool next to him, a briefcase on the floor at his feet.
What the hell was the point? He was probably straight as an arrow and just had an argument with his wife. Or was out of town on business.
But, God, he was beautiful. The profile was strong, masculine, but elegant, like everything else about him. And he had great hands. Hands I'd have liked to have on me, doing things to me.
I was still staring at him while I sucked on my olive, though I promise you, that's not what I was thinking about sucking on.
Beautiful
nyteflyer will provide a pimp for this marvelous fandom, but I thought I'd get the engine started with a story by our fandom's most prolific writer — and one of my favorites!Fandom: DONALD STRACHEY MYSTERIES — movie!verse
Pairing: Donald Strachey/Timothy Callahan
Length: About 3,000 words
Author on LJ:
candyjbshsc Author's website and masterlist: On Squidge
Why this must be read: Anything Candy writes is worth a close read. She's got characterization down pat, and she puts our boys through the wringer but brings them out of it, stronger and better for the experience. In this story, a battered and bruised Donald meets Timothy for the first time.
I was on my second martini when I noticed him. I knew the long list of reasons why I was there alone, but I couldn't fathom what this guy was doing there by himself. Drinking a martini. Well, at least he had good taste in drinks.
He wasn't just "nice looking." He was beautiful. Tall, dark-haired, just like I like 'em. Still, he wasn't exactly my type. He was dressed in a really nice dark suit, white shirt, and tie. He looked like he'd either come from a funeral or a job at a bank. I usually prefer my guys a little less refined than this one looked, with his fashionable glasses and expensive shoes. There was an equally expensive-looking dark topcoat on the barstool next to him, a briefcase on the floor at his feet.
What the hell was the point? He was probably straight as an arrow and just had an argument with his wife. Or was out of town on business.
But, God, he was beautiful. The profile was strong, masculine, but elegant, like everything else about him. And he had great hands. Hands I'd have liked to have on me, doing things to me.
I was still staring at him while I sucked on my olive, though I promise you, that's not what I was thinking about sucking on.
Beautiful
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