those inscrutable americans. what are they up to now?

[bossymarmalade]

On my winamp, there is apparently an option to watch internet television. I am now blissfully luxuriating in a steady stream of commercials from the 50's, for Cracker Jack and Maypo and Butter-Nut coffee. But the best one so far has been the Jell-o commercial about a "little Chinese baby" who was served Jell-o, but then couldn't eat it because he couldn't pick it up with his chopsticks -- until his mother gave him "great Western invention", a spoon. All narrated in a "Chinese" accent, which meant a lot of talking about raspbelly and chelly and glape and olange. Oh yes indeed.

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ooooooh! And also, EEEEEEE! I'm so thrilled!

Justin is almost folded in half, watching Chris. His knees are too long, his finger -- waving in front of Chris's eyes -- is too long. The angles of his face are all wrong.

"That's what happens to cheaters," Justin leans in to whisper in Chris's ear. "You should be careful."

mmmm. You manage, somehow, to convey the intimacy, the sexiness of this as well as the extreme *wrongness* all at once. I love the next bit about the mosquito, about Chris wanting to run off and wash himself, but he doesn't move, he just stays right there. That says so much about how *caught* he is.

It tastes like raw sewerage pouring down his throat and he suckles greedily

ugh. and *yes*, because Chris can't resist; he's aware of the badness but he needs it anyway. And again, you write it in such an erotic, appealing way that I don't question why Chris would want this; it makes perfect sense to me.

Justin pushes at him, blunt nudges of nose against neck, elbow against chest

This last part is so strange and visceral and brutal, Justin grunting and gasping *inside* Chris, and urk. Gives me the shivers.

The whole thing is full of dread and desire and that's a damn hard balance to keep, but you seem to do it effortlessly and the result is entrancing. Thank you so much for this, honey! It's utterly delicious. In a horrible, terrifying way. *g*

[isilya]

Dude, I'm sorry it's taken so long to get to this -- I'm going to use the old excuse of missing the lj comment because my email filters got messed up, but it's true!

Hah, I'm so pleased you liked the little story, which, let's be honest here, doesn't even approach your level of sinister sexy creepiness in the spider story.

I pay homage, I can never be.