I know there is another part to this, one that I can't wait for, but this was just damn good. I just have so loved how we keep getting deeper and deeper into these characters with their quirks and little idiosyncrasies and how even in such a completely unapologetic AU piece it is still so rooted in canon. Just wrapped up in black nail polish and eyeliner and piercings that works so well I am always left a little in awe.
He loses himself in the memories of skinny fingers clamoring at him in the sunlight-hot brick burning his skin through his shirt, while his legs wrapped around hard muscle. : Not only is this a gorgeous line but I didn't see Juan coming at all. I find it fascinating that Noah let himself go there once before.
His stomach flip flops. He can almost taste the innocent intensity of Luke's mouth, past the synthetic cherry and latex, past the mouthwash and gum, past Roth's coffee.: This just stuck out for me - I think perhaps in the fact that he can get past all those things and just taste Luke.
He goes to say more but is cut off by Noah's laugh. It's rough, unsteady with what Luke would guess is lack of use, and one of the sexiest sounds he's ever heard.: I love that you pointed out Noah doesn't laugh often.
He sits on his hands to stop from brushing them across Noah's cheekbones, across his gorgeous throat.: This I just loved. Like a lot.
He reaches out a hand, places it carefully over Luke's on the table. Luke thinks he may die on the spot, electrical shock by way of gorgeous male. "I understood what you were saying. I know I'm a sensitive queen sometimes, but I understand the idea of helping yourself while helping me." His smile wobbles slightly. "Trust me. That's a concept I'm intimately familiar with.": God, this took me off guard and I got all tingly and flaily with it. Really, just loves.
The nail polish, the eyeliner, the gel in his hair, all of that should have clued Noah into the fact that he was hiding himself, determined to keep up the wall.: Um, hi, like the undercurrent of it all, yes? Love that he realizes this and that thru his appearance he is pushing the world away.
I also loved Faith and Luke's rampant babbling and how you have managed to flesh out Roth in a way that I want your Roth on the show. Like now. I realize this is insanely long, and for that I'm sorry, but this particular chapter I just found a lot in. Anyways, loves it, loves you - just bloody brilliant as always hon.
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Date: 2008-08-07 09:13 am (UTC)He loses himself in the memories of skinny fingers clamoring at him in the sunlight-hot brick burning his skin through his shirt, while his legs wrapped around hard muscle. :
Not only is this a gorgeous line but I didn't see Juan coming at all. I find it fascinating that Noah let himself go there once before.
His stomach flip flops. He can almost taste the innocent intensity of Luke's mouth, past the synthetic cherry and latex, past the mouthwash and gum, past Roth's coffee.:
This just stuck out for me - I think perhaps in the fact that he can get past all those things and just taste Luke.
He goes to say more but is cut off by Noah's laugh. It's rough, unsteady with what Luke would guess is lack of use, and one of the sexiest sounds he's ever heard.:
I love that you pointed out Noah doesn't laugh often.
He sits on his hands to stop from brushing them across Noah's cheekbones, across his gorgeous throat.:
This I just loved. Like a lot.
He reaches out a hand, places it carefully over Luke's on the table. Luke thinks he may die on the spot, electrical shock by way of gorgeous male. "I understood what you were saying. I know I'm a sensitive queen sometimes, but I understand the idea of helping yourself while helping me." His smile wobbles slightly. "Trust me. That's a concept I'm intimately familiar with.":
God, this took me off guard and I got all tingly and flaily with it. Really, just loves.
The nail polish, the eyeliner, the gel in his hair, all of that should have clued Noah into the fact that he was hiding himself, determined to keep up the wall.:
Um, hi, like the undercurrent of it all, yes? Love that he realizes this and that thru his appearance he is pushing the world away.
I also loved Faith and Luke's rampant babbling and how you have managed to flesh out Roth in a way that I want your Roth on the show. Like now. I realize this is insanely long, and for that I'm sorry, but this particular chapter I just found a lot in. Anyways, loves it, loves you - just bloody brilliant as always hon.