Words by Alyse (PG)
Aug. 21st, 2006 08:54 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
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Rec Category: BDSM/Non-con
Pairing: Jack/Daniel
Category: Pre-slash, BDSM/Non-con, Hurt/Comfort
Warning: refs to canon and non-canon non-con
Author on LJ:
alyse
Author's Website: http://www.unconsciousmind.co.uk/
Link: http://www.unconsciousmind.co.uk/viewstory.php?sid=13
Why This Must Be Read: This is a portrait of tongue-tied Jack, who tries to comfort Daniel after Daniel's attacked on a mission, but is having a hard time finding the right thing to say. Somehow, through gesture, touch, persistence and something resembling the right words, he helps Daniel work through the latest nightmare, as well as past events.
Excerpt:
Stuff. Why the hell couldn't they ever just talk about stuff?
"It wasn't your fault." He cringed as his words came out, equally meaningless, a travesty in the face of what Daniel had just revealed, and fell like stones into the silent chasm that had grown between them. All he could do, when the words didn't come, was to hold on to Daniel's hand tightly, anchor Daniel to him because he was still gripped by that almost superstitious fear that if he let go Daniel would slip away from him.
Pairing: Jack/Daniel
Category: Pre-slash, BDSM/Non-con, Hurt/Comfort
Warning: refs to canon and non-canon non-con
Author on LJ:
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Author's Website: http://www.unconsciousmind.co.uk/
Link: http://www.unconsciousmind.co.uk/viewstory.php?sid=13
Why This Must Be Read: This is a portrait of tongue-tied Jack, who tries to comfort Daniel after Daniel's attacked on a mission, but is having a hard time finding the right thing to say. Somehow, through gesture, touch, persistence and something resembling the right words, he helps Daniel work through the latest nightmare, as well as past events.
Excerpt:
Stuff. Why the hell couldn't they ever just talk about stuff?
"It wasn't your fault." He cringed as his words came out, equally meaningless, a travesty in the face of what Daniel had just revealed, and fell like stones into the silent chasm that had grown between them. All he could do, when the words didn't come, was to hold on to Daniel's hand tightly, anchor Daniel to him because he was still gripped by that almost superstitious fear that if he let go Daniel would slip away from him.