Second of all... you just completely turned me into guh. Or goo. Or something. Hang on a sec while I try to get coherency back... ok, trying now.
This was so lovely and perfect and makes me so happy it's insane. I don't know why you're always going on about how well I do Deniz when you've got this kind of handle on him yourself. I adore the confusion about the terminology. Not knowing what to call it while very much understanding that it's something out of the ordinary, but he'd never say that - god, yes, that's so Deniz.
I love the element of parallel with the words - making out, making love, and then this: it feels like it's making him over, making him something new, making him the person he should have been all along. Beautiful!! (And since I was just wondering if this play on words would even work in German... I'm happy to report that it would :D)
And oh god, the glimpses of what they do. *makes flaily hands* So hot. Guh. Did I say guh? I think I need to say guh again.
Also, HAHA, Roman is totally a screamer. Just for the record, if that happens to get used/mentioned in the silly fic I just started, I did have that planned before I read this, but I am very amused (though not surprised) that we have the same idea about him being vocal. *G*
And finally, I love this so much: That his knees buckle when he sees that intense stare breaking through Roman's long lashes like sunlight through a thatch of trees, the intent determination creasing his face a promise that he'll devote himself a fully to loving Deniz as to perfecting an impossible spin.
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Second of all... you just completely turned me into guh. Or goo. Or something. Hang on a sec while I try to get coherency back... ok, trying now.
This was so lovely and perfect and makes me so happy it's insane. I don't know why you're always going on about how well I do Deniz when you've got this kind of handle on him yourself. I adore the confusion about the terminology. Not knowing what to call it while very much understanding that it's something out of the ordinary, but he'd never say that - god, yes, that's so Deniz.
I love the element of parallel with the words - making out, making love, and then this: it feels like it's making him over, making him something new, making him the person he should have been all along. Beautiful!! (And since I was just wondering if this play on words would even work in German... I'm happy to report that it would :D)
And oh god, the glimpses of what they do. *makes flaily hands* So hot. Guh. Did I say guh? I think I need to say guh again.
Also, HAHA, Roman is totally a screamer. Just for the record, if that happens to get used/mentioned in the silly fic I just started, I did have that planned before I read this, but I am very amused (though not surprised) that we have the same idea about him being vocal. *G*
And finally, I love this so much: That his knees buckle when he sees that intense stare breaking through Roman's long lashes like sunlight through a thatch of trees, the intent determination creasing his face a promise that he'll devote himself a fully to loving Deniz as to perfecting an impossible spin.
So lovely.