![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
clo_againOn A Winter's Night by ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jocondite, Johnny/Stéphane Cinderella AU. Walks the fine line of crack but it's so well-written and so brilliantly funny that it works. My face looked exactly like :D the entire way through, except for the times I burst into actual laughter. Which was a lot.
Excerpt of WIN:
Johnny was so focused on his wrongs he didn't notice the clear, hard light that began to touch the winter garden, turning the frost into something lambent and alive. When he looked up, he was still blinded by tears, and the light was a painful blur that finally resolved itself into a very cross-looking woman when he blinked.
She stood looming over him, splendid in white fox fur and staring down at him disapprovingly, her thin red mouth turned down at the corners. "You are strong man!" she snapped. "No sulk! You will go to the ball."
*
black and white except the city light bybattleofhydaspe, Johnny/Stéphane, PG-13 that feels like a NC-17 until you look back at the end and realise nothing happened. Yet. Johnny and Stéphane dancing in a club and sharing shots. I could taste the tequila (I need to buy tequila, dammit).
Excerpt of WIN:
Stéphane dips his fingertips in his glass, then runs them over the inside of Johnny’s elbow and pours salt over it. His fingertips fit against Johnny’s knuckles like puzzle pieces slotted into place when he brings Johnny’s hand up to his mouth. He still needs to lean down, and Johnny watches the top of his head while Stéphane licks the salt off of his skin. He’s warm and a little tingly, and Stéphane maybe lingers a little longer than is strictly necessary to complete the task.
Stéphane knocks back the shot, bites into the lemon and Johnny laughs when he shakes himself out.
“Your turn,” Stéphane says, offering up his body with a wide sweep of his hand.
*
Other recs can be found in my memories, as usual. That's nothing like all the Johnny/Stéphane out there (I am rather picky) but I'm hunting the good stuff down one by one. I'm wondering if I'll get bored before I collect the set but not yet. ;-)
One last note: there is a Winter Olympics Kink Meme going on and the Johnny/Stéphane fills are being kept track of here. I can't memory individual ones because I can't work out how to memory comment threads and not the entire post, but I especially recommend this one for being delicious and beautifully written in an unusual way and definitely worth a read.
Crap, I'm missing Bones! Laters.
jocondite, Johnny/Stéphane Cinderella AU. Walks the fine line of crack but it's so well-written and so brilliantly funny that it works. My face looked exactly like :D the entire way through, except for the times I burst into actual laughter. Which was a lot.Excerpt of WIN:
Johnny was so focused on his wrongs he didn't notice the clear, hard light that began to touch the winter garden, turning the frost into something lambent and alive. When he looked up, he was still blinded by tears, and the light was a painful blur that finally resolved itself into a very cross-looking woman when he blinked.
She stood looming over him, splendid in white fox fur and staring down at him disapprovingly, her thin red mouth turned down at the corners. "You are strong man!" she snapped. "No sulk! You will go to the ball."
*
black and white except the city light by
battleofhydaspe, Johnny/Stéphane, PG-13 that feels like a NC-17 until you look back at the end and realise nothing happened. Yet. Johnny and Stéphane dancing in a club and sharing shots. I could taste the tequila (I need to buy tequila, dammit).Excerpt of WIN:
Stéphane dips his fingertips in his glass, then runs them over the inside of Johnny’s elbow and pours salt over it. His fingertips fit against Johnny’s knuckles like puzzle pieces slotted into place when he brings Johnny’s hand up to his mouth. He still needs to lean down, and Johnny watches the top of his head while Stéphane licks the salt off of his skin. He’s warm and a little tingly, and Stéphane maybe lingers a little longer than is strictly necessary to complete the task.
Stéphane knocks back the shot, bites into the lemon and Johnny laughs when he shakes himself out.
“Your turn,” Stéphane says, offering up his body with a wide sweep of his hand.
*
Other recs can be found in my memories, as usual. That's nothing like all the Johnny/Stéphane out there (I am rather picky) but I'm hunting the good stuff down one by one. I'm wondering if I'll get bored before I collect the set but not yet. ;-)
One last note: there is a Winter Olympics Kink Meme going on and the Johnny/Stéphane fills are being kept track of here. I can't memory individual ones because I can't work out how to memory comment threads and not the entire post, but I especially recommend this one for being delicious and beautifully written in an unusual way and definitely worth a read.
Crap, I'm missing Bones! Laters.
