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Reconnections, by madmogs
Grrr. Life. Almost a week away from the crackvan. Sorry! Trying to fit a couple more in before they take the keys off me. Because I am grumpy (grr - life), here is a happy - well, in the end! - story featuring one of my favourite plotlines: undercover as gay.
Fandom: THE PROFESSIONALS
Pairing: Bodie/Doyle
Length: 15,000 words
Author on LJ: presumably
madmogs but I'm not sure.
Author Website: if this is the same madmogs, then more Pros stories at Mogs stories on the Circuit Archive
Why this must be read: for a stressed Doyle, frustrated Bodie, dubious ethics and great back-chat.
It starts with a casual, rough and ready arrangement between equals, lots of sex, lots of chaffing and teasing, and the only real source of tension is keeping this relationship from the rest of the world.
Bodie fished inside Doyle's flies for a moment and then let out a whoop, handling what he found there with effortless flair. "Look what I've found! Hail to thee, blithe spirit! Bird thou never wert--"
"Bodie, you lunatic--!"
"Hmmm, Looks like a penis to me. What do you think, Ray?"
"Course it's a--aaah"
"Feels like a penis, too. And," he bent lower, "it smells like a penis. Let's see if it tastes like a penis." He lowered his head.
This arrangement is brought to an abrupt half when Bodie finds himself shipped off on a pointless solitary op. Bodie is not impressed. When Bodie is safely out of the way, Doyle discovers why: Cowley needs him to attract and seduce a civil servant who may or may not be sleeping with the enemy. Doyle is now less impressed than Bodie, but has no option. We follow Doyle as he gets deeper and deeper into the assignment, with a sympathetic but unyielding Jax as his only support. Bad enough having to do the job, but he's starting to care about his target:
He'd betrayed Bodie in every possible way with Burns, and before too much longer he'd be betraying Burns in his own turn. "A real prince among shits," aren't I? he thought.
Undercover as gay is such a wide-ranging genre. You can do all sorts with it, from straight comedy to playing with expectations and stereotypes to looking at questions of identity and loyalty. Pros has some great ones, and as I think of it, now I want to recommend about five. But no, I have two days left, so it had better be one.
And, in this one, the author does a great job, with Doyle having to find a way to live with himself and what he's doing, and becoming steadily more guilty and angry: guilty about what he's doing both to Burns, his target, and to Bodie; and angry with Cowley for putting him through it, with his target for being under suspicion in the first place, and with the world that makes it necessary to hide in the first place. And what will he do when Bodie comes back? Equally important, what will Bodie do? (I love the moment towards the end when Bodie sees straight through something Doyle is trying to claim.)
Something I haven't mentioned is the dialogue, although if you followed the cut you'll have seen that I quoted it. This story is about 15,000 words, but it doesn't feel like it at all, because of the near-constant rapid-fire asides and backchat. Bodie and Doyle, Doyle and Jax, Bodie and his old SAS mates. Although perhaps mates isn't the right word. He's not getting on with them, he's stuck with them, his mood is increasingly foul, and he's getting into quite enough trouble on his own account, quite apart from worrying about Doyle...
Reconnections, by madmogs
Fandom: THE PROFESSIONALS
Pairing: Bodie/Doyle
Length: 15,000 words
Author on LJ: presumably
Author Website: if this is the same madmogs, then more Pros stories at Mogs stories on the Circuit Archive
Why this must be read: for a stressed Doyle, frustrated Bodie, dubious ethics and great back-chat.
It starts with a casual, rough and ready arrangement between equals, lots of sex, lots of chaffing and teasing, and the only real source of tension is keeping this relationship from the rest of the world.
Bodie fished inside Doyle's flies for a moment and then let out a whoop, handling what he found there with effortless flair. "Look what I've found! Hail to thee, blithe spirit! Bird thou never wert--"
"Bodie, you lunatic--!"
"Hmmm, Looks like a penis to me. What do you think, Ray?"
"Course it's a--aaah"
"Feels like a penis, too. And," he bent lower, "it smells like a penis. Let's see if it tastes like a penis." He lowered his head.
This arrangement is brought to an abrupt half when Bodie finds himself shipped off on a pointless solitary op. Bodie is not impressed. When Bodie is safely out of the way, Doyle discovers why: Cowley needs him to attract and seduce a civil servant who may or may not be sleeping with the enemy. Doyle is now less impressed than Bodie, but has no option. We follow Doyle as he gets deeper and deeper into the assignment, with a sympathetic but unyielding Jax as his only support. Bad enough having to do the job, but he's starting to care about his target:
He'd betrayed Bodie in every possible way with Burns, and before too much longer he'd be betraying Burns in his own turn. "A real prince among shits," aren't I? he thought.
Undercover as gay is such a wide-ranging genre. You can do all sorts with it, from straight comedy to playing with expectations and stereotypes to looking at questions of identity and loyalty. Pros has some great ones, and as I think of it, now I want to recommend about five. But no, I have two days left, so it had better be one.
And, in this one, the author does a great job, with Doyle having to find a way to live with himself and what he's doing, and becoming steadily more guilty and angry: guilty about what he's doing both to Burns, his target, and to Bodie; and angry with Cowley for putting him through it, with his target for being under suspicion in the first place, and with the world that makes it necessary to hide in the first place. And what will he do when Bodie comes back? Equally important, what will Bodie do? (I love the moment towards the end when Bodie sees straight through something Doyle is trying to claim.)
Something I haven't mentioned is the dialogue, although if you followed the cut you'll have seen that I quoted it. This story is about 15,000 words, but it doesn't feel like it at all, because of the near-constant rapid-fire asides and backchat. Bodie and Doyle, Doyle and Jax, Bodie and his old SAS mates. Although perhaps mates isn't the right word. He's not getting on with them, he's stuck with them, his mood is increasingly foul, and he's getting into quite enough trouble on his own account, quite apart from worrying about Doyle...
Reconnections, by madmogs
