in an effort to distract myself

[mickeym]

From the COOKING SHOW my coworkers are watching...

Give me a paragraph from a story you're reading (or writing) that highlights two guys falling in love. I prefer SPN, but whatever. New fandoms can be fun *g* Give me a paragraph, and a link to the story, and then check back here because hopefully lots of people will play and we'll all get lots of new stuff to read!

Here's mine:

Sensation comes rushing back, and Jensen feels it from his head, to his heart, to his toes when his tongue slips inside Jared's mouth, warm, wet and slow, and Jared's hands come to rest on his shoulders, holding him still, and Jensen's hand's on Jared's torso to brace himself. He can feel the heat of Jared's body, taste the champagne they had on Jared's tongue, feels the softness of Jared's lips, and the hardness of his chest and the erratic thump-thump of Jared’s heart under his palm. The world goes fuzzy and heat surges through Jensen from the way Jared licks over his lips, Jared's tongue slides against his, flicks against the corner of his mouth, teasing, and then his hand is in Jared's hair, and he's holding Jared down and licking, and biting and sucking at his lips, his mouth, his tongue, like he’s wanted from day fucking one.

From And the Rest, As They Say, Is History, by raina_at

Comments

[crazy-gingercat.livejournal.com]

Hello, I'm mostly a lurker, but this sounded fun. Hope you don't mind.

Here's one:

Jack looks at him expectantly, more than a little smug. It seems that words are warranted, but Ianto has no handy quips. Instead he bends his head to latch his mouth onto the sweet spot over Jack's pulse and Jack's strangled cry of "Ian-to," goes straight to Ianto's cock. Even as he smoothes Jack's trousers down his legs, he sucks harder and deeper - finally leaving the possessive red mark he's been seeing in his head since a week last Tuesday when Jack rubbed the underside of his jaw during a briefing.

It's from Getting to Yes (http://smokeringhalos.livejournal.com/24673.html) by smokeringhalos

[manna]

It's debatable whether 'falling in love' is ever applicable, but, well...this is the story where things suddenly get too uncomfortable to ignore any more.


Hours after Warrick's departure, Toreth woke up to silence, and sunlight slanting onto the pillow beside him. He felt warm, relaxed, and deeply contented, lying there and watching flecks of dust dance in the sunbeam as he breathed. The unscented oil on his hands now smelt of Warrick, and so did the pillow, and the whole bed where they'd...where they'd fucked.

Where they'd fucked.

And the contentment drained away, leaving something cold. He felt slightly sick, as though he was standing next to a long drop with no safety railing. That was the hangover coming back.

He showered and dressed quickly, and then, when he got home -- because it was too late to go in to work -- he had another shower. After that the soap-scent on his skin wasn't Warrick's.

More water and something to eat didn't chase the queasy feeling away. So he decided to try hair of the dog instead and went out to a bar he liked -- coincidentally, one he'd never visited with Warrick. During the course of the evening he picked up an attractive woman with dark hair whose name he'd forgotten by the morning. They went back to her flat and she proved a very effective distraction from the things he wasn't going to think about anyway.

The next morning Toreth felt fine, until he got in to work and thought: only four days until he gets back.

From Pancakes, by me :-)

[montanaharper]

I...I have no falling in love in any of my WiPs.... That's kinda sad, isn't it.

Do you want a snippet of some other story bit? An excerpt of porn? Or angst?

[merihn.livejournal.com]

This is gorgeous and hiliarious, as her fics usually are:

Megan's mouth quirks down. "He didn't have to," she says. "Just look at him."

And it's like some greater force is controlling his body, because without consciously moving Jensen's managed to turn all the way around and look across the room at Jared—and the guy's still leaning all over Jared's side but Jared isn't looking at the guy. He's looking across the room at Jensen and smiling, and Jensen gets it all of a sudden, completely gets it: what the tight feeling in his stomach means, why he wants to punch the guy for being anywhere near Jared, why Jared's the first person he looks for when he enters a room. He hadn't ever thought about it before but now that he has he gets it, and he can't help smiling back at Jared, his own grin widening as Jared's does.

Farther Away from Where We Are (http://katjad.livejournal.com/130798.html) by katjad.

As I said. It's gorgeous. You get sucked in the moment you read, and the slow build is so perfect. BOYS. <3
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