Oh wow. So I just read this again because I needed a pick-me-up, and I remembered suddenly, after all the Christmas Chaos, that I hadn’t reviewed. Anyway this totally gave me goosebumps and stomach happies.
What I love most about this entire thing is how intimate it is, how comfortable they are together, how the dialogue stretches from dick-in-a-box (that was awesome and you managed to make it SO Jack and Renee at the same time) to scars and …so believably, too. So fucking AWESOME. Plus just the rawness and meaning behind their nakedness. Just the whole picture was so fucking SERENE and like.. it’s so what I want to do after great sex.
Jack moved her wet hair aside, kissing her neck, drawing abstract shapes on her shoulder with his soapy finger. That’s so fucking sexy sweet. I love how this is all about the connection and not the sex. Like what he’s doing is absolutely hot but what it means… that level of comfort and care… shit.
watching tiny circles of air spiral to the top and explode. Great description. I’m seriously envious of that. I wonder if they had freezer burned brownish strawberries inside.
jostled her perspective like a well-shaken snow globe Shit. Even MORE envious of that.
His thumbs pressed into her muscles, hard, the tipping point between pleasure and pain. I love that you found this really beautiful way of describing something everyone knows with such EXACTITUDE but could never find such great words for. YOU found the words and now there’s no other way to do it. Nope.
Stupid. Her face was wet anyway. Yeah I don’t even know why I love that line so much. Gets me every fucking time.
Jack’s warm, firm fingers moved further down her back, pressing at the edges of her spine. This sounds heavenly and so sweet. He’s so fucking AWESOME. But I really want him to rub my back right now because it’s all tight and he’s doing all the right things to her. He could kiss my neck, too, if he wanted. I wouldn’t mind…
tranquil for a few suspended moments, the only sound the soothing rush of water pulsing from the tub in a rhythmic circle.I just love the ambiance of that. I love how they’re discussing his scars, something that would be sorta a tense subject, but they’re so comfortable with each other that it can still be tranquil. She’s calm, at least about his scars now. And so is he. But I also love that hint of something epically awful lingering in the background. The thing she won’t talk about. It just adds so much to this story and so much to why she and Jack so just… get each other.
I was going to quote the whole list of moments she’s considered living in for eternity. It was so fucking beautifully written with this fabulous balance between childhood and adulthood. It was so in character and so … just. You managed to make that thought at the end of this tie this WHOLE thing together to mean so much more than it would have without it. It was so incredible, and I’m so gonna read this again and again because I keep discovering new things about it’s brief awesomeness and everything you manage to convey in SO few words. Kudos.
She thought about the first time she’d fallen asleep with Jack. Just. Yes. That is so…right. Jack’s response at the very end was magic. It was so him</>
More please! Sex fic? Coming yet? Love you so much.
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What I love most about this entire thing is how intimate it is, how comfortable they are together, how the dialogue stretches from dick-in-a-box (that was awesome and you managed to make it SO Jack and Renee at the same time) to scars and …so believably, too. So fucking AWESOME. Plus just the rawness and meaning behind their nakedness. Just the whole picture was so fucking SERENE and like.. it’s so what I want to do after great sex.
Jack moved her wet hair aside, kissing her neck, drawing abstract shapes on her shoulder with his soapy finger. That’s so fucking sexy sweet. I love how this is all about the connection and not the sex. Like what he’s doing is absolutely hot but what it means… that level of comfort and care… shit.
watching tiny circles of air spiral to the top and explode. Great description. I’m seriously envious of that. I wonder if they had freezer burned brownish strawberries inside.
jostled her perspective like a well-shaken snow globe Shit. Even MORE envious of that.
His thumbs pressed into her muscles, hard, the tipping point between pleasure and pain. I love that you found this really beautiful way of describing something everyone knows with such EXACTITUDE but could never find such great words for. YOU found the words and now there’s no other way to do it. Nope.
Stupid. Her face was wet anyway. Yeah I don’t even know why I love that line so much. Gets me every fucking time.
Jack’s warm, firm fingers moved further down her back, pressing at the edges of her spine. This sounds heavenly and so sweet. He’s so fucking AWESOME. But I really want him to rub my back right now because it’s all tight and he’s doing all the right things to her. He could kiss my neck, too, if he wanted. I wouldn’t mind…
tranquil for a few suspended moments, the only sound the soothing rush of water pulsing from the tub in a rhythmic circle.I just love the ambiance of that. I love how they’re discussing his scars, something that would be sorta a tense subject, but they’re so comfortable with each other that it can still be tranquil. She’s calm, at least about his scars now. And so is he. But I also love that hint of something epically awful lingering in the background. The thing she won’t talk about. It just adds so much to this story and so much to why she and Jack so just… get each other.
I was going to quote the whole list of moments she’s considered living in for eternity. It was so fucking beautifully written with this fabulous balance between childhood and adulthood. It was so in character and so … just. You managed to make that thought at the end of this tie this WHOLE thing together to mean so much more than it would have without it. It was so incredible, and I’m so gonna read this again and again because I keep discovering new things about it’s brief awesomeness and everything you manage to convey in SO few words. Kudos.
She thought about the first time she’d fallen asleep with Jack. Just. Yes. That is so…right.
Jack’s response at the very end was magic. It was so him</>
More please! Sex fic? Coming yet? Love you so much.