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ficfinishing is helping me finish my big Joe Dick/Jerry Bines HCL/FTWHTWD fic. I posted, as instructed (I'm trying to do all the suggested daily tasks) an excerpt from it over there. Um, if you read my stuff, you know there's always angst before the calm. ETA: As ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rubberbutton pointed out (duh, V!), ficfinishing is f-locked and you shouldn't have to join just to read it... so I'm pasting it here.
Any encouragement would be greatly appreciated at this time...
Edited scene from the middle of a Joe/Jerry sex scene. Joe freaks and bails.
They stare at each other across the short distance, Bines impassive but panting, Joe’s stomach still heaving. Breath snorts through their flaring nostrils like horses. Joe squirms out of Bines’ grasp, almost falling out of the bed. He jumps up, yanks up his pants. Slams out of the cabin. Stomps off into the woods. Leaves crunch beneath his boots.
In cool, deepening shadows under the trees, his breath comes in puffs of steam. His knuckles are wet as they press hallucinogenic swirls of colour into his eyelids. His teeth grit, his jaw locks, both above a choking lump in his throat. Forehead pressed hard into the tree, Joe scrapes his knuckles against rough bark over and over. When they’re bloody, he bends over, hands on his knees, retching into half decomposed leaves.
He hears the rustle of someone coming up behind him. Swings around like a wounded bull, head down, fists up like horns.
Joe slides down to his knees in front of Bines. He grips the backs of Jerry’s wiry thighs. Presses his face into cotton denim, smelling woodsmoke, nicotine, male musk. A cool hand runs through his flat mohawk, then over his hot scalp, rough enough to soothe, gentle enough not to hurt. The stinging pain in them reminds Joe he has knuckles.
Bines never speaks, just strokes Joe’s head until Joe lurches back to his feet and to the cabin. The door slams again.
ficfinishing is helping me finish my big Joe Dick/Jerry Bines HCL/FTWHTWD fic. I posted, as instructed (I'm trying to do all the suggested daily tasks) an excerpt from it over there. Um, if you read my stuff, you know there's always angst before the calm. ETA: As rubberbutton pointed out (duh, V!), ficfinishing is f-locked and you shouldn't have to join just to read it... so I'm pasting it here. Any encouragement would be greatly appreciated at this time...
Edited scene from the middle of a Joe/Jerry sex scene. Joe freaks and bails.
They stare at each other across the short distance, Bines impassive but panting, Joe’s stomach still heaving. Breath snorts through their flaring nostrils like horses. Joe squirms out of Bines’ grasp, almost falling out of the bed. He jumps up, yanks up his pants. Slams out of the cabin. Stomps off into the woods. Leaves crunch beneath his boots.
In cool, deepening shadows under the trees, his breath comes in puffs of steam. His knuckles are wet as they press hallucinogenic swirls of colour into his eyelids. His teeth grit, his jaw locks, both above a choking lump in his throat. Forehead pressed hard into the tree, Joe scrapes his knuckles against rough bark over and over. When they’re bloody, he bends over, hands on his knees, retching into half decomposed leaves.
He hears the rustle of someone coming up behind him. Swings around like a wounded bull, head down, fists up like horns.
Joe slides down to his knees in front of Bines. He grips the backs of Jerry’s wiry thighs. Presses his face into cotton denim, smelling woodsmoke, nicotine, male musk. A cool hand runs through his flat mohawk, then over his hot scalp, rough enough to soothe, gentle enough not to hurt. The stinging pain in them reminds Joe he has knuckles.
Bines never speaks, just strokes Joe’s head until Joe lurches back to his feet and to the cabin. The door slams again.
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Date: 2009-07-20 09:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-07-20 09:53 pm (UTC)No, I'll post it here. Duh. *is clueless* Gimme a few, then reload your page...
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Date: 2009-07-20 09:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-07-20 11:25 pm (UTC)Lovely, darling, just fucking beautiful.