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jd_ficathon! I'll try to not rec everything ...
Rec Category: Jack/Daniel
Pairing: Jack/Daniel
Category: slash, alternate universe, action/adventure, romance
Warning: sex
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princessofg
Author's Website: tag: my sg1
Link: You Never Get a Second Chance to Make a First Impression (on LJ) (on DW)
Why This Must Be Read: I'll start my reccing off with two alternate universe fics--because I just can't resist a good AU!
The prompt for this fic was Harlequin, and Princess delivers! In her answer to a long-standing joke about AUs, Princess offers Daniel as a wealthy academic and Jack as his poolboy ... to start with. Beyond smutty wet Speedo images and the conflict of class structure, though, Princess builds in deeper Harlequin plotty devices--though if I told youI'd have to kill you I'd spoil it. Suffice it to say, she packs a heck of a lot of story into 5,600 words.
Throughout, Daniel is still our beloved academic who wanders off on verbal side paths, yet is tougher than he looks underneath; Jack is is genial sex bomb, with hidden intelligence and competence; their connection and telepathy sparks from the start; and snippets of characters and themes from canon make for fun, Stargate-y shout-outs.
In the interest of disclosure, I did get to beta this fic, which pretty much meant that I got to read this awesome story a few days before the rest of the world.
Excerpt:
“Beer?” Daniel said, still not looking back, when he had his face in the refrigerator. The cold air felt good. Sobering. “I have Heineken or, here, something Mexican. And white wine; this is actually quite a decent sauvignon blanc and you know how uneven those can be... Here’s some tabouli from yesterday, or the rest of the frittata from breakfast; Marla makes a wonderful frittata...”
“Heineken, thanks,” Jack said, his voice a low, amused rumble. Daniel turned to him. He was so off balance, drunk on sex and infatuation.
“I feel that I should apologize.” Daniel handed Jack the Heineken.
“For banging the help?” Jack said, openly laughing at him now.
Daniel blushed, and his aggravation at blushing made him blush harder. “Well, yes, not to put too fine a point on it. I just... Please believe that I’m not in the habit of doing the pool guy, or the cook, or the woman who cleans, or the lawn service people.”
jd_ficathon! I'll try to not rec everything ...Rec Category: Jack/Daniel
Pairing: Jack/Daniel
Category: slash, alternate universe, action/adventure, romance
Warning: sex
Author on LJ:
princessofgAuthor's Website: tag: my sg1
Link: You Never Get a Second Chance to Make a First Impression (on LJ) (on DW)
Why This Must Be Read: I'll start my reccing off with two alternate universe fics--because I just can't resist a good AU!
The prompt for this fic was Harlequin, and Princess delivers! In her answer to a long-standing joke about AUs, Princess offers Daniel as a wealthy academic and Jack as his poolboy ... to start with. Beyond smutty wet Speedo images and the conflict of class structure, though, Princess builds in deeper Harlequin plotty devices--though if I told you
Throughout, Daniel is still our beloved academic who wanders off on verbal side paths, yet is tougher than he looks underneath; Jack is is genial sex bomb, with hidden intelligence and competence; their connection and telepathy sparks from the start; and snippets of characters and themes from canon make for fun, Stargate-y shout-outs.
In the interest of disclosure, I did get to beta this fic, which pretty much meant that I got to read this awesome story a few days before the rest of the world.
Excerpt:
“Beer?” Daniel said, still not looking back, when he had his face in the refrigerator. The cold air felt good. Sobering. “I have Heineken or, here, something Mexican. And white wine; this is actually quite a decent sauvignon blanc and you know how uneven those can be... Here’s some tabouli from yesterday, or the rest of the frittata from breakfast; Marla makes a wonderful frittata...”
“Heineken, thanks,” Jack said, his voice a low, amused rumble. Daniel turned to him. He was so off balance, drunk on sex and infatuation.
“I feel that I should apologize.” Daniel handed Jack the Heineken.
“For banging the help?” Jack said, openly laughing at him now.
Daniel blushed, and his aggravation at blushing made him blush harder. “Well, yes, not to put too fine a point on it. I just... Please believe that I’m not in the habit of doing the pool guy, or the cook, or the woman who cleans, or the lawn service people.”
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