Dick's other hand gently brushed his hair away from the back of his neck, baring it to let him slip the tongue through the buckle--
The image of this alone makes me glad I was up late enough to read this hot off the presses. Because, damn. It implies both love and barely containable lust at the same time. It's. . . Dick and Roy, the way we know they feel about each other, summed up in one sentence. Or technically, half a sentence.
He gasped, throat opening--and the leather bit down tighter, making him gasp again. And Dick's smile of delight at being able to lock the collar ever so much tighter is clear, even without being described. *g*
waiting for Dick's voice and will.
Good little sub.
He heard the soft noise that was the almost-laugh of Dick's pleasure and pressed up against the hand that stroked down over his shoulder, feeling the rows of calluses on that strong hand with a shudder Every line in this story paints such a vivid picture - which is imperative in kink fic,even more so than your run of the mill fics - but this is one of my favorite "pictures" from this story. Roy says he's been needing this, and we know that Dick has seen that, but this shows that *this* Dick wants this as much as Roy does.
This completely works for me from Roy's POV, because trying to show Dick's POV would get in the way. And we'd be denied scenes like this: Moonlight and city-light poured over that fantastic body from the window above the headboard--and he didn't have the words for how gorgeous Dick was like that. Black hair like satin falling on his cheeks and blue eyes dark with hunger, bare (god, that body) to the waistband of a thin pair of shorts that did nothing to hide his arousal, kneeling in the center of the bed at his hip (just back far enough not to be touching him) hand out and on him, resting over his side.... As I mentioned in IM, seeing Dick through Roy's eyes made the story all the much more hotter. And yum.
"Mmm... I love how hard this gets you," that wicked black-velvet voice told him as those fingers slid over him again *flails.* You can't honestly expect me to have words for that, right? Because. . .I need fan art for this. And I adore the fact that here, with Roy collared beneath him, Dick feels free enough to be this casual - because even good, sane Dick is guarded. But not with Roy. Awww.
None of his usual mocking reply in that answer, So. . .we'll get that in the spanking fic, right?
Roy shuddered at that thought, at Dick's voice--caught between desire and pride, honesty and arrogance--and he had to admit that Dick could make him beg, had, even. Oh, Roy, of course he can. And this is another great example of when we *see* Dick through Roy's eyes. And we realize that damn, Dick makes a fantastic Dom.
So, Part I?
The image of this alone makes me glad I was up late enough to read this hot off the presses. Because, damn. It implies both love and barely containable lust at the same time. It's. . . Dick and Roy, the way we know they feel about each other, summed up in one sentence. Or technically, half a sentence.
He gasped, throat opening--and the leather bit down tighter, making him gasp again.
And Dick's smile of delight at being able to lock the collar ever so much tighter is clear, even without being described. *g*
waiting for Dick's voice and will.
Good little sub.
He heard the soft noise that was the almost-laugh of Dick's pleasure and pressed up against the hand that stroked down over his shoulder, feeling the rows of calluses on that strong hand with a shudder
Every line in this story paints such a vivid picture - which is imperative in kink fic,even more so than your run of the mill fics - but this is one of my favorite "pictures" from this story. Roy says he's been needing this, and we know that Dick has seen that, but this shows that *this* Dick wants this as much as Roy does.
This completely works for me from Roy's POV, because trying to show Dick's POV would get in the way. And we'd be denied scenes like this: Moonlight and city-light poured over that fantastic body from the window above the headboard--and he didn't have the words for how gorgeous Dick was like that. Black hair like satin falling on his cheeks and blue eyes dark with hunger, bare (god, that body) to the waistband of a thin pair of shorts that did nothing to hide his arousal, kneeling in the center of the bed at his hip (just back far enough not to be touching him) hand out and on him, resting over his side.... As I mentioned in IM, seeing Dick through Roy's eyes made the story all the much more hotter. And yum.
"Mmm... I love how hard this gets you," that wicked black-velvet voice told him as those fingers slid over him again *flails.* You can't honestly expect me to have words for that, right? Because. . .I need fan art for this. And I adore the fact that here, with Roy collared beneath him, Dick feels free enough to be this casual - because even good, sane Dick is guarded. But not with Roy. Awww.
None of his usual mocking reply in that answer,
So. . .we'll get that in the spanking fic, right?
Roy shuddered at that thought, at Dick's voice--caught between desire and pride, honesty and arrogance--and he had to admit that Dick could make him beg, had, even.
Oh, Roy, of course he can. And this is another great example of when we *see* Dick through Roy's eyes. And we realize that damn, Dick makes a fantastic Dom.