(That is DEADLINE, by Mira Grant (aka Campbell-award winner
Fingers trailed down the length of my chest, coming to rest just above my navel. "Good night, Shaun," whispered a voice, inches from my ear.
God. For the first time in longer than I could remember, the world felt like it was actually back the way that it was supposed to be. I brought up a hand to brush my knuckles against her cheek, smelling the sweet-salt-sex smell of her, and smiled.
"Good night, George," I said, and slipped away into sleep.
:D :D :D :D :D
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Because. Okay. Here is my thing.
Shaun and George in FEED and for the first three hundred pages of DEADLINE were ALREADY the most totally incestuous sibling OTP imaginable. They just were. Their lives were so utterly, entirely, til-something-way-worse-than-death-do-us-p
BUT NOW! NOW! Now we find out that George and Shaun were not so entirely the sad, post-apocalyptic wire-cage monkeys that they could have been that they missed out on the orgasms. :D There were sexytiems! There were actual for real sexytiems. Possibly, Shaun being how he is, there are STILL SEXYTIEMS.
I WANT ALL THE SHAUN/GEORGE FIC, IS WHAT I AM SAYING HERE. AND BY FIC I MEAN PORN, WITH A SIDE OF CUDDLES. ALL OF IT. FOREVER. BUT I AM WILLING TO WAIT UNTIL YULETIDE IF I HAVE TO.
I just. I mean. There is NO OTHER FANDOM where fucking your brother actually is, ultimately, the life-affirming and happiest-available choice. But oh my God. SHAUN. AND GEORGE. AND SHAUN/GEORGE. AND. YES. CANON. YES FOREVER. ♥ ♥ ♥
And now I have to go finish reading DEADLINE so please no spoilers for the ending in the comments? JUST SQUEE. ALL THE SQUEE.
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