ext_12415 ([identity profile] alinewrites.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] crack_van2004-06-24 11:09 pm
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Infamous by Youngjeune (NC-17)

Fandom: OZ
Pairing: Beecher/Keller
Author on LJ: none
Author Website: none
Why this must be read: The story, the story and the story. A wonderful plot for this AU story where Keller works undercover for the FBI... It's a breathtaking thriller (5 chapters) and you'll be worried until the end, because Youngjeune is especially good at that. Dangerous characters and our heroes' life are at stake. It is wonderfully sensual too; the sex scenes are a real delight; simple, efficient, and HOT.

a quote

" You love me, and that is killing you. The great 'Super Special Agent Christopher Keller', so fucking perfect, so sure of himself, and everyone else! Righter of all wrongs of the common people, and he's fallen for the likes of me. Rich, Harvard ivy-league, fucking degenerate corporate attorney, who uses money and privilege and connections to do whatever he wants!" Toby taunted. He wasn't enjoying this, but for some reason he wanted to make Chris Keller squirm, just a little bit. To understand how it felt.

"How does it feel to desire someone that you despise at the same time?" Toby said in a whisper.

In an instant Chris' hands were on his throat, velvet-blue eyes burning with anger, Toby's heart jumping with momentary fear, yet his touch was so feather light that Toby could have easily escaped his grasp, had he wanted to. Instead, he met Chris' lips as the other man roughly pulled him forward, his tongue powerfully intertwining with Toby's, each battling to taste the richness of the other. Chris' grip on his throat loosening somewhat, yet still holding him near, as Toby grabbed the back collar of his white dress shirt. This had been what Toby had wanted from the moment he'd first seen Chris, to have those beautiful, sensuous lips on him, to taste this mouth that so fervently caressed his, letting loose sounds of desire from both. They held each other closely, each feeling the other's erect cock, as their bodies touched, mouths still craving the feel of lips, tongue and wetness when so long they'd both been denying themselves the feel of the other. Chris wasn't at that moment worried about the operation, money-laundering, or doing the right thing, only the need to feel Toby's penetrating tongue, the slightly rough touch of his five o'clock shadow against his cheek, the velvet feel of his lean body, and, of course, the intensity of that unyielding cock pressed to his.

When they'd parted, eyes penetrating, Toby said breathlessly, "You love me."

Mmmm. I love it. It gives me a deep feeling of accomplishment.

direct link to the story: Infamous