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Suitable Gravity by DVS (Mature)
Fandom: THE PROFESSIONALS
Pairing: Bodie/Doyle
Length: 270 K
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author Website: DVS at the Circuit Archive
Why this must be read: Oh, it's just such fun. *g* For me, it's a perfect comfort read. Indeed, partly because it came originally in a very plain-looking zine, it was the default choice for me to take with me on airplane trips. I could munch on airline snacks (those were the days) and lose myself in this AU/SF-world, romantic story. It was also one of the first stories I put on my e-reader. The lads are in character, the world they inhabit is interesting, the sex is hot, and the romance is just what you'd expect.
The plot is a typical romantic entanglement: boy meets boy, due to circumstances they have to pretend to be married, shenanigans ensue, there's heartbreak, but you know it will turn out all right. *g* In this case, its set in a unspecified future time after civilization on Earth went through some sort of convulsion. Society is peaceful now, with strict rules of behavior, but there are criminal elements at work. Doyle is a sort of policeman (a "pro"), who has just broken up with his fiancee. On the way to sell or cancel the ticket for their honeymoon trip to Mars, he meets Bodie, who is an agent working for CI5. Bodie is being chased by thugs from the Coogan gang, and because he holds a key piece of evidence against Coogan, he needs to play least-in-sight for a while, but can't stay in CI5. Enter Doyle and his honeymoon trip, and, after he pretends Bodie is his fiancee to get them both on board a shuttle to the moon, a request from Cowley that they actually get married and take the months-long honeymoon trip. ("You will be able to un-match at the end of three months time, and will receive a separation settlement.") Being a good copper, and wanting to see Coogan's gang destroyed, and also not wanting to go back to work when everyone expects him to be gone, Doyle agrees. The bad guys chase them all the way to Mars, and there are various attempts on their lives. Bodie and Doyle banter their way through it all and, naturally, fall in love. Here, have an excerpt:
[On the way to the moon]
"Bad thought?" Bodie asked, carelessly.
Doyle considered how much to tell him. "Yes. About Ann."
"She the one supposed to be sitting beside you?" Bodie wanted to know.
"She decided she'd rather not."
"Ah. Had a bad fever, did she? Blow to the head?"
"What?" Doyle didn't understand.
"You have secrets, vices, bad breath?"
Doyle sighed. "Is this your way of asking why she changed her mind?"
"In a word, yes. You look like a personable lad." Bodie straightened up, clearly interested in Doyle's background.
"She didn't say, really. Only that she realized we wouldn't suit. Came from a Higher family, Ann did. She had a literary job, and was working her way up as well. I think she realized the climb would take longer matched to me. Or maybe her father...he's something to look into, I suspect. He didn't like me. Maybe it was me, and maybe he just didn't want a Pro in the family."
"Not everyone's cup of tea," Bodie agreed. "Speaking of tea," he said, looking longingly, at the digital on the door, "I wish we would land so that we could have some!" The juice was served to keep the passengers from getting dehydrated, but other food and drink was banned on shuttle flights. All too often, the gravity failed, and it was hard enough to keep the passengers under control, much less the flotsam of drifting food.
"Impatient?" Doyle asked.
"Upon occasion. Not always, though. I know what's worth waiting for," Bodie said.
Doyle didn't ask the obvious question, partly because he knew Bodie wanted him to do so.
"Unlike Ann," Bodie added.
"Oh, Ann probably knows what she wants," Doyle managed to say, covering his surprise. Surely the man did not mean to imply....
"So do I," Bodie said, and got up to join the line for the relief station.
Doyle was left pondering his words, turning them over and over in his mind. "I'm het," he said to Bodie as the other returned.
"How disappointing. I'm not," said Bodie, and closed his eyes as if to sleep some more.
Doyle poked him. "Bi?" he asked.
"Quite." Bodie opened his eyes again. "Don't let it worry you. I never go where I'm not invited. Best you should know, though, since we're playing at being matched."
"As long as you remember it's just playing."
"I don't suppose you'll let me forget it. Wake me in an hour, will you, Sunshine?"
"Just before I chuck you out the airlock," Doyle assured him. "Wait. It was my turn to sleep," he remembered. But he did not press the point. Too much to think about. Ann who didn't want him. This stranger who implied he did. Not that the two things could be compared. This man probably only wanted a few turns in the sheets. Except that was all Ann apparently had wanted, too.
Need a good summer read? You can't go wrong with this one!
Suitable Gravity
Pairing: Bodie/Doyle
Length: 270 K
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author Website: DVS at the Circuit Archive
Why this must be read: Oh, it's just such fun. *g* For me, it's a perfect comfort read. Indeed, partly because it came originally in a very plain-looking zine, it was the default choice for me to take with me on airplane trips. I could munch on airline snacks (those were the days) and lose myself in this AU/SF-world, romantic story. It was also one of the first stories I put on my e-reader. The lads are in character, the world they inhabit is interesting, the sex is hot, and the romance is just what you'd expect.
The plot is a typical romantic entanglement: boy meets boy, due to circumstances they have to pretend to be married, shenanigans ensue, there's heartbreak, but you know it will turn out all right. *g* In this case, its set in a unspecified future time after civilization on Earth went through some sort of convulsion. Society is peaceful now, with strict rules of behavior, but there are criminal elements at work. Doyle is a sort of policeman (a "pro"), who has just broken up with his fiancee. On the way to sell or cancel the ticket for their honeymoon trip to Mars, he meets Bodie, who is an agent working for CI5. Bodie is being chased by thugs from the Coogan gang, and because he holds a key piece of evidence against Coogan, he needs to play least-in-sight for a while, but can't stay in CI5. Enter Doyle and his honeymoon trip, and, after he pretends Bodie is his fiancee to get them both on board a shuttle to the moon, a request from Cowley that they actually get married and take the months-long honeymoon trip. ("You will be able to un-match at the end of three months time, and will receive a separation settlement.") Being a good copper, and wanting to see Coogan's gang destroyed, and also not wanting to go back to work when everyone expects him to be gone, Doyle agrees. The bad guys chase them all the way to Mars, and there are various attempts on their lives. Bodie and Doyle banter their way through it all and, naturally, fall in love. Here, have an excerpt:
[On the way to the moon]
"Bad thought?" Bodie asked, carelessly.
Doyle considered how much to tell him. "Yes. About Ann."
"She the one supposed to be sitting beside you?" Bodie wanted to know.
"She decided she'd rather not."
"Ah. Had a bad fever, did she? Blow to the head?"
"What?" Doyle didn't understand.
"You have secrets, vices, bad breath?"
Doyle sighed. "Is this your way of asking why she changed her mind?"
"In a word, yes. You look like a personable lad." Bodie straightened up, clearly interested in Doyle's background.
"She didn't say, really. Only that she realized we wouldn't suit. Came from a Higher family, Ann did. She had a literary job, and was working her way up as well. I think she realized the climb would take longer matched to me. Or maybe her father...he's something to look into, I suspect. He didn't like me. Maybe it was me, and maybe he just didn't want a Pro in the family."
"Not everyone's cup of tea," Bodie agreed. "Speaking of tea," he said, looking longingly, at the digital on the door, "I wish we would land so that we could have some!" The juice was served to keep the passengers from getting dehydrated, but other food and drink was banned on shuttle flights. All too often, the gravity failed, and it was hard enough to keep the passengers under control, much less the flotsam of drifting food.
"Impatient?" Doyle asked.
"Upon occasion. Not always, though. I know what's worth waiting for," Bodie said.
Doyle didn't ask the obvious question, partly because he knew Bodie wanted him to do so.
"Unlike Ann," Bodie added.
"Oh, Ann probably knows what she wants," Doyle managed to say, covering his surprise. Surely the man did not mean to imply....
"So do I," Bodie said, and got up to join the line for the relief station.
Doyle was left pondering his words, turning them over and over in his mind. "I'm het," he said to Bodie as the other returned.
"How disappointing. I'm not," said Bodie, and closed his eyes as if to sleep some more.
Doyle poked him. "Bi?" he asked.
"Quite." Bodie opened his eyes again. "Don't let it worry you. I never go where I'm not invited. Best you should know, though, since we're playing at being matched."
"As long as you remember it's just playing."
"I don't suppose you'll let me forget it. Wake me in an hour, will you, Sunshine?"
"Just before I chuck you out the airlock," Doyle assured him. "Wait. It was my turn to sleep," he remembered. But he did not press the point. Too much to think about. Ann who didn't want him. This stranger who implied he did. Not that the two things could be compared. This man probably only wanted a few turns in the sheets. Except that was all Ann apparently had wanted, too.
Need a good summer read? You can't go wrong with this one!
Suitable Gravity
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