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crack_van2014-01-10 08:42 am
merryghoul) wrote in crack_van2014-01-10 08:42 am
Kindling by italktomyself (M)
Fandom: SUITS
Pairing: Mike/Rachel
Length: 1404
Author on LJ: not that I know of
Author Website: Fanfiction.net profile
Why this must be read: This is an episode tag for the season two finale, where Mike and Rachel have hate sex in the file room. What I like about this fic is it's very gritty and graphic. It's enough for me to forgive the minor SPAG errors in this fic.
As their breathing and post-coital kisses slowed, Mike pulled out of Rachel and suddenly exclaimed, "Oh shit, I came inside you." Their eyes met in a state of mild panic, and it all came back to her. The hurt of her rejection from Harvard, of Louis confirming she wasn't good enough, advising her not to pursue the letter of complaint with Mike.
When Louis mentioned him, she died a little inside. So Mike knew too. Katrina's words flooded back: "They may sleep with the paralegals, but they end up with the lawyers." Tears threatened their way into her eyes, and she quickly nodded and thanked Louis for telling her before making a quick escape. Rather than crumble into a state of despair yet again, she channeled her energy into anger. At Louis, for building up her hopes and crushing them. And at Mike. For not just signing the letter. For avoiding her. For once again, demonstrating the chasm between his Harvard Law degree and her nothing.
Kindling
Pairing: Mike/Rachel
Length: 1404
Author on LJ: not that I know of
Author Website: Fanfiction.net profile
Why this must be read: This is an episode tag for the season two finale, where Mike and Rachel have hate sex in the file room. What I like about this fic is it's very gritty and graphic. It's enough for me to forgive the minor SPAG errors in this fic.
As their breathing and post-coital kisses slowed, Mike pulled out of Rachel and suddenly exclaimed, "Oh shit, I came inside you." Their eyes met in a state of mild panic, and it all came back to her. The hurt of her rejection from Harvard, of Louis confirming she wasn't good enough, advising her not to pursue the letter of complaint with Mike.
When Louis mentioned him, she died a little inside. So Mike knew too. Katrina's words flooded back: "They may sleep with the paralegals, but they end up with the lawyers." Tears threatened their way into her eyes, and she quickly nodded and thanked Louis for telling her before making a quick escape. Rather than crumble into a state of despair yet again, she channeled her energy into anger. At Louis, for building up her hopes and crushing them. And at Mike. For not just signing the letter. For avoiding her. For once again, demonstrating the chasm between his Harvard Law degree and her nothing.
Kindling