Fic: Fearful/Fearless (Pros, B/D)
Feb. 15th, 2006 08:18 amTitle: Fearful/Fearless
Author: P.R. Zed
Fandom: Pros
Pairing: B/D
Notes: For the
stagesoflove comm. Two related drabbles for the Passion theme.
Fearful
It sometimes frightened him. How much he wanted Doyle. How much he craved the man in his very marrow.
The longing took hold of him in unexpected places, at unexpected times. On the shooting range, the air stinking of cordite, where Doyle, his sleeves pushed up on taut forearms, hit bullseye after bullseye. Or in a briefing, where Doyle would stretch out his legs with grace aforethought and give Bodie an insolent grin.
Times like those, Bodie wanted to strip Doyle as bare as Doyle'd stripped his defences, to make Doyle feel every ounce of Bodie's own fear and need.
Fearless
With Bodie at his side, Doyle could do anything, face anything. Bodie's presence wrenched his fear away. It made him fierce, made him invincible.
On the street, Bodie gave him the courage to charge into a firefight heedless of his own skin, conscious only of the brutal joy of the moment.
And in bed, oh, in bed, Bodie gave him another kind of courage. The courage to strip off the mask he showed the world, along with his clothes, and expose the man beneath. The courage to throw back his head and exult in the sensation of flesh on flesh.
Author: P.R. Zed
Fandom: Pros
Pairing: B/D
Notes: For the
Fearful
It sometimes frightened him. How much he wanted Doyle. How much he craved the man in his very marrow.
The longing took hold of him in unexpected places, at unexpected times. On the shooting range, the air stinking of cordite, where Doyle, his sleeves pushed up on taut forearms, hit bullseye after bullseye. Or in a briefing, where Doyle would stretch out his legs with grace aforethought and give Bodie an insolent grin.
Times like those, Bodie wanted to strip Doyle as bare as Doyle'd stripped his defences, to make Doyle feel every ounce of Bodie's own fear and need.
Fearless
With Bodie at his side, Doyle could do anything, face anything. Bodie's presence wrenched his fear away. It made him fierce, made him invincible.
On the street, Bodie gave him the courage to charge into a firefight heedless of his own skin, conscious only of the brutal joy of the moment.
And in bed, oh, in bed, Bodie gave him another kind of courage. The courage to strip off the mask he showed the world, along with his clothes, and expose the man beneath. The courage to throw back his head and exult in the sensation of flesh on flesh.
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Date: 2006-02-15 09:21 am (UTC)Super as always.
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Date: 2006-02-15 09:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-02-15 09:45 am (UTC)Lovely, again. Thank you!
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Date: 2006-02-15 07:33 pm (UTC)Will respond to email when no longer hacking up bits of lung.
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Date: 2006-02-19 01:36 pm (UTC)Incredibly belatedly I know, but - stop doing that! And I hope you feel better by now, or at least soon...