January 13th, 2008 at 04:18pm
It seems I haven't read the past two chapters :|
This story blows me away. Srsly. I can't believe how good you pour your ideas and words into one whole. Your imagery is, well, strong. How you describe emotion amazes me.
And I LOVE your personifications [The memory was still too vivid and real. My brain seemed to grow arms and punch at the inside of my skull.]. Those two adjectives (vivid, real) are completely overshadowed by the personification in the next sentence. The lack of, well, "fancy" words (which might not be a lack at all) is easily ignored because you use the words you have so well. I get all and want to steal your brain :/
It's all leveled out.
It's obvious you work hard on your character, which is to be expected seeing as they're OC's. Still, you make them almost too real. Their fears of being judged, their fears of love - they're all to real. It's plain to see you fight with the stereotypes and clichees. And you're doing an amazing job.
I like the new pic of Bradshaw a lot more, btw :}
Yesh, off to comment.
Firstly, I love how Chase calls him Bradshaw. And how he's the type to want commitment. And Brad's character development, he's maturing from shallow guy to one who actually hurts from a prior relationship and wants to wait, though he's up for the sexual stuff. :XD Still, he's well-rounded.
Secondly, holycrap the description.
He forced a sad smile and replied, "I understand." In a rapid and unexpected movement, I rolled over on top of him. Our eyes caught each other and Chase groaned in such a way as if he'd never been pleased in his entire life, "I want you," he growled. "I need you."
My lips smashed into his and grabbed a handful of his hair. Never had I really felt his lip rings until then. They were cold, a sharp contrast to the warmth exchanged between our bodies. Bites between kisses and moans between the sound of mouths fighting. He wanted me, like he said, and he wanted me now. I could feel it. I could tell. But I was nervous. What was I supposed to do? How was I supposed to do it? I pulled away and looked deep into those bright orbs. "I've never done this before," I panted. "Not with a guy."
His eyes jerked around in excitement, trying to focus. "Just relax," he half moaned, half whispered. "It's not rocket science."
This is filled with wonderful word choice and usage. You have a style that's distinct and clear and just... different and good.
My hair, also wet, was plastered annoyingly to my face. The salty smell of the mixture of our perspiration only fueled me more. As my speed increased, Chase's yells crescendoed. I sank my fingertips deeper into his hips and pulled him to me faster and harder. He opened his eyes and looked at me. They possessed a burning, green lust underlined with a faint innocence. An innocence that I took with me that day. It didn't matter if he wasn't "pure" from before me. It didn't matter if I wasn't his first. He was still barely angelic. Even if it was only a bit. But whatever he had left in him, I stole. With pride.
Another wowing paragraph. You can pull off meaningful porn.
And Chase said I love you.
That makes me worried for Brad's reaction.
Taaaaassss, you better not be mean on Alex Heartbreaker. :XD