This story stands up extremely well to repeat reads. (Not that I've tested that theory. Repeatedly. *koff*)
There's so much to say about this one I hardly know where to start. Actually, this is made a little easier by the fact that I've ALREADY told you how much I love the style and voice, and your poetic lyricism that just drives everything home. To which I could add that the pacing in this is just perfect, and very satisfyingly mirrors the actual action in the story.
Dean's voice. You just...damn, he comes out so clearly through you. His reactions to this humiliating situation feel like something right out of canon, down to his disbelief and snark and humour in the beginning, through the dawning gravity of his situation to the necessity of the choice he needs to make. It's so believable. You give AMAZING Dean.
(And Sam too, lest you think I'm omitting him deliberately. He doesn't show up as often, obviously, but it speaks to his intelligence and what's left in his new self of his love for Dean to recognize the necessity of this aphrodisiac technique to get Dean to submit. Well done.)
The other thing that really struck me in this piece is how we experience the story through a threefold filter: Dean's mind, Dean's eyes, and Dean's skin/senses. ALL THREE of which you bring into incredibly vivid, sharp relief (that mirror feedback loop, for instance? whew. or your descriptions of that drug on his skin and the effect on his mind? guh.), and which play off each other to give this story the impact that...well, inspired a gingerbread man. *sheepish grin*
And, of course, the CRAZY HAWTNESS. Dear lord, woman. And I don't even like non!con or dubious!con! If it weren't yours, I probably wouldn't have read it.
Which really, really would have been my loss. I'm so glad I did. *hugs*
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Date: 2007-03-25 06:59 am (UTC)There's so much to say about this one I hardly know where to start. Actually, this is made a little easier by the fact that I've ALREADY told you how much I love the style and voice, and your poetic lyricism that just drives everything home. To which I could add that the pacing in this is just perfect, and very satisfyingly mirrors the actual action in the story.
Dean's voice. You just...damn, he comes out so clearly through you. His reactions to this humiliating situation feel like something right out of canon, down to his disbelief and snark and humour in the beginning, through the dawning gravity of his situation to the necessity of the choice he needs to make. It's so believable. You give AMAZING Dean.
(And Sam too, lest you think I'm omitting him deliberately. He doesn't show up as often, obviously, but it speaks to his intelligence and what's left in his new self of his love for Dean to recognize the necessity of this aphrodisiac technique to get Dean to submit. Well done.)
The other thing that really struck me in this piece is how we experience the story through a threefold filter: Dean's mind, Dean's eyes, and Dean's skin/senses. ALL THREE of which you bring into incredibly vivid, sharp relief (that mirror feedback loop, for instance? whew. or your descriptions of that drug on his skin and the effect on his mind? guh.), and which play off each other to give this story the impact that...well, inspired a gingerbread man. *sheepish grin*
And, of course, the CRAZY HAWTNESS. Dear lord, woman. And I don't even like non!con or dubious!con! If it weren't yours, I probably wouldn't have read it.
Which really, really would have been my loss. I'm so glad I did. *hugs*