darththalia (darththalia) wrote in tpm_flashback, @ 2004-07-09 21:21:00 |
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Body Art I by Master Eliz-mar Von
Original poster: mrshamill
No, you're not seeing things, and yes, it's still Friday. But I have to work all day tomorrow, so I figured earlier is better than later.
Title: Body Art I
Author: Master Eliz-mar Von
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Q/O
Warnings: Consensual BD (not that I consider it worthy of warning!)
Author's e-mail, web site and/or LJ id: The only email I have for her is peacewind7@yahoo.com, and I don't know if she's on LJ, or even where her site is! Somebody help me out here!
Link to story: http://www.masterapprentice.org/arc
Reasons for recommending: Well, Duh.
Actually, I waffled a bit over this one, since there are so many by Eliz-mar that I love, including The Choosing (okay, I don't love that one, I adore it), the Oraclyne series, The Question and, of course, Beloved Master, Beloved Padawan. Her stories are like potato chips, you can't just read one. But this one...
Let me say up front that I know very, very little about BDSM. I've enjoyed reading stories that feature it (on occasion), and I suppose I can sorta tell when it's not caught right -- but I couldn't say why. This one just felt right. She writes in first-person and shifts POVs in each section so we get to hear what they're thinking as the story unfolds, and, well, I just knew it was correct. The emotions she captures are so clear and vibrant I could almost hear the words as spoken, feel the pain that was released.
And she does an absolutely cool job describing a horrible mission gone wrong, to boot.
Quote from story:
I stripped efficiently and quickly then so as not to make my master wait any longer. When I'd set my boots and clothes aside, I returned to strike the same pose, only this time I was naked and his heated gaze was roving over me.
"Prepare my equipment. I require your collar, my ropes, the cuffs, and one leather lace," Qui-Gon ordered me quietly.
The ropes! I let my delight bleed over into our link and felt his answering pleasure in my response as I hastily went about assembling what my master would need. First the lightweight transparisteel case which revealed its contents after I concentrated with the Force for a moment. I brought the flat case from under our bed to set it on the table for my master, Force-touching it open. I grinned at the colorful contents, then went to get the rest.
When I returned to position, Qui-Gon had already set up our portable suspension frame. When he straightened, I knelt, offering him my collar, my head bowed already for him. "Please, Master..." I murmured.
Master Qui-Gon touched my cheek, my shoulder, little claiming signals that I so loved. I inched forward more on my knees, needing that claiming. Then he was fitting my leather collar around my neck. As he brought it around to the back to fasten the buckle, he settled my head in against his groin. I whimpered, thrilling in his nearness, subtly daring to rub my cheek against his bulge. I heard his laugh above me, and I smiled, laying a kiss against him.
"Easy, my bright one, I'll let you pleasure me later," Qui-Gon chuckled, tugging gently on my collar to draw me away from him. "Stand."