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Spelunking the Neo-Hippy Witchdoctor by Grit Kitty (NC-17)
Fandom: THE SENTINEL
Pairing: (slash) J/B
Length: ~6700 words
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gritkitty
Author Website: Grit Kitty's Alley
Why this must be read:
I came across Grit Kitty's stories pretty early in my TS life and this fic in particular has stayed with me. Her Jim is very articulate in his thoughts, and there are moments in those thoughts that are just so right, laying Jim right open. Also, this fic has some exceedingly hot moments that I love because they involve character- and situation-driven sex that reveals more about both guys at the same time it raises the temperature a good twenty or thirty degrees, (And there are splinters involved, and who knew splinters could be such a turn-on?)
So, here's the deal: post Secrets, Simon gives the guys a little time off. Blair, being Blair, thinks spelunking would be fun. Jim has other ideas entirely about spelunking as a sport, and a few leftover issues to resolve, now that he knows all about Blair's Excellent and Scary Running-For-His-Life Adventure.
Grit Kitty's writing in this fic is dense and rich; repays reading slowly and watchfully for all the truths it deals out about Jim and Blair and control and fear and caring, and a connection that's turning out to be deeper than either of them have really admitted yet.
Spelunking the Neo-Hippy Witchdoctor
Pairing: (slash) J/B
Length: ~6700 words
Author on LJ:
gritkittyAuthor Website: Grit Kitty's Alley
Why this must be read:
I came across Grit Kitty's stories pretty early in my TS life and this fic in particular has stayed with me. Her Jim is very articulate in his thoughts, and there are moments in those thoughts that are just so right, laying Jim right open. Also, this fic has some exceedingly hot moments that I love because they involve character- and situation-driven sex that reveals more about both guys at the same time it raises the temperature a good twenty or thirty degrees, (And there are splinters involved, and who knew splinters could be such a turn-on?)
So, here's the deal: post Secrets, Simon gives the guys a little time off. Blair, being Blair, thinks spelunking would be fun. Jim has other ideas entirely about spelunking as a sport, and a few leftover issues to resolve, now that he knows all about Blair's Excellent and Scary Running-For-His-Life Adventure.
Grit Kitty's writing in this fic is dense and rich; repays reading slowly and watchfully for all the truths it deals out about Jim and Blair and control and fear and caring, and a connection that's turning out to be deeper than either of them have really admitted yet.
"No." Jim wanted control. All of it. Blair took control of Jim, of Jim's life, of Jim's sanity by not staying put, by thrusting himself into danger, by being the victim of fate or karma or any number of divine powers he'd stumbled across in his studies as an anthropologist, by turning Jim around and making him control his wayward senses, and most recently by making Jim face more angles of himself, leading the way into their newfound sexual forays and fucking Jim comatose on a regular basis.
Not now. Jim was spelunking, taking the mouthy witchdoctor down inch by inch, at the rate Jim set. He was going to take Blair all the way down. Punishment, for being Blair, and troublesome. Reward, for being Blair, and beautiful.
Spelunking the Neo-Hippy Witchdoctor