crack_van | When I Am With You by Tinnean (NC-17)

Hi! I'm Beth

stargatesg1971 and I'm lucky enough to be driving this month. As I only discovered the Sentinel fandom in 2010 I imagine most of the fics I rec here will be older ones, with the odd newer one scattered here and there. I'm going to kick off with something fun and light-hearted because I'm a total angst junkie and I'm making a conscious effort to try and mix my rec's up and not be all about that LOL.

Fandom: THE SENTINEL
Pairing: Jim/Blair
Length: 11467 words
Author on LJ: tinnean
Author Website: Tinnean t'Leyte's Slash

Why this must be read: Simply put, it’s a fun read.

Summary: When Blair accidently misleads Jim into thinking one of his male students is coming on to him, he’s pleasantly surprised to see a flash of jealousy from his friend; so with renewed hope he jumps in feet first and continues on with the lie, hoping that finally there may be a chance for him.

I totally adored the whimsical approach Tinnean took in this AU version of Jim and Blair. The more I read, the more I smirked. Jealous Jim is quirky, fun and endearing whereas innocent Blair is crafty, manipulative and charming (all in the best possible way of course *grins*). What I enjoyed most about this fic was the way the UST built up using a delicious combo of snark, angst and humor. Blair knows exactly how to push Jim’s buttons in this one and he uses that knowledge to perfection.

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"Hey, Jim, you on for the Jags game tonight?" I stepped out of the bathroom, a towel draped over my shoulder. One cheek was still covered in shaving lather, and the razor in my hand suspended before me as I spoke to him. He was reading the note I'd 'accidentally' left on the island in the kitchen.

I wasn't sure if this ploy was working, so I'd decided to up the ante; I was shirtless. The silver hoop that pierced my left nipple peeked through the mat of hair that covered my chest. The sworls met in the center of my body and arrowed down in a slim line to disappear behind my fly. Only the bottom two buttons of my 501s were fastened, leaving the material to gape… just a tad.

Hey, no need to go overboard, you know. I didn't want to bang him over the head with my desirability. I did have to wonder, however, if he was aware that a single, really deep breath on my part would see my jeans around my knees.

Jim had turned bright red. His eyes were riveted to my groin, and he seemed fascinated with the fact that I obviously wore no shorts that day. As if he had been caught doing something naughty, he dropped the note onto the counter.

"It was…er…um…on the floor, Chief."

Sure it was. I strolled over and picked it up, then glanced at it. This was the one that said, I'm thinking if I had the chance I'd never let you go! 'But Beautiful'. A lot of singers had covered it, but none like John. I smiled, touched the paper to my lips, and tucked it in a pocket. "Thanks, Jim."

"Uh…you don't find that a little sappy, Sandburg?" His color was still high.

"Y'know, if they were for anyone else I think maybe I might, but… someone wants me, big guy, so badly he's actually willing to put in writing how he feels about me!" I grinned, adding a touch of smugness to my expression. "It's freaking romantic!"

"That's important, isn't it?"

And suddenly it wasn't just part of a plan to get my roommate to fall in love with me. I really liked those lines that I'd chosen. I kind of wished someone had sent them to me for real. My grin died.

"I didn't… uh…didn't know you liked guys, Chief."

"Is that going to be a problem, Jim? I haven't changed. I'm still the same Blair Sandburg who guides you back when you zone. I'm still your friend, that hasn't changed! I still…" //want you more than my next breath of air!// I bit down hard on my lip.

"No. I just… find that kind of interesting, is all." He grabbed up his keys. "I'll be home for dinner. Want me to pick up something?"

//Kind of interesting?// I started back for the bathroom to finish shaving, 'kind' of disgruntled. "Sure, big guy."

"Chinese?"

"Sounds good."

"Mexican?"

"Fine."

"How about pizza?"

"Jim! Jesus, I don't fucking care!"

"Chill, Chief. It's no big deal!"

I slammed the bathroom door shut. James Joseph Ellison's elevator definitely was not going to the top floor!

I wasn't ready to give up yet, though.

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When I Am With You by Tinnean (NC-17)

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