Entourage: The Best You Ever Had, Eric/Vince
Yay, it's new fandom time, because I have nothing else to do! *facepalm*
The Best You Ever Had (3,203 words)
Eric/Vince, explicit
A NYR2007 story written for shanalle's prompt, with heaps of thanks to Ces, elyn, giddy, and Merry for beta!
Excerpt: The only reason the cops weren't on their asses was Eric started making phone calls about thirty seconds after the first pair of two-man speakers came in the front door and didn't stop for a good two hours into the party.
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With pretty pretty GIP by
neversince!
The Best You Ever Had (3,203 words)
Eric/Vince, explicit
A NYR2007 story written for shanalle's prompt, with heaps of thanks to Ces, elyn, giddy, and Merry for beta!
Excerpt: The only reason the cops weren't on their asses was Eric started making phone calls about thirty seconds after the first pair of two-man speakers came in the front door and didn't stop for a good two hours into the party.
( Read the story )
With pretty pretty GIP by
"Fuck, oh fuck, shut up, Jesus," Eric said; he thought he was going to come just thinking about it, just from Vince being so crazy for it, the way Vince was practically fighting off his own orgasm, clenching into the sheets—"For Christ's sake, you stupid fuck," Eric said then, figuring it out, "this isn't a one time only offer."
oh, you got how Eric knows Vince, and gets the thing that's been building between them, and chooses to go forward even though his every rational instinct is telling him it's going to blow up in their faces, probably publically, but unable to deny the natural progression. You also got that Vince is always going to be the insecure one; beautiful and loose-limbed and relying on Eric to be the smart one (half-suspecting he'll always be denies this). For something so short, it's hot and them and perfect. Thank you!
You've totally captured their personalities. Thanks for so much pretty!
I just laughed and laughed. The perfect details from the super-sized speakers to Chamillionaire to the gold-foil and purple skies. Oh, this was absolutely brilliant, and I'm so thrilled to see you writing Entourage fic. Hurrah!
You've totally nailed the voices; I loved Eric musing on how the story would hit TMZ and then take off from there, and deciding to go ahead anyway. And Vince's last line. So good!
And Ari? Pah. Worry about Shawna, boys. Shawna's meaner. Also, Lloyd will just be squeeing far too much.
so much glee...
I don't smoke but I definately need a cigarette.
I don't generally go in for story type porn, more of a video kinda guy, but this, this is definately the exception that proves the rule.
I'm 27, have never done E in my life, not for lack of opportunity just don't see a good reason to. All I can say is it's a good thing I didn't read this story BEFORE making that decision, cause damn if thats what happens on E ( and its not even about the hotness of the participants, although we all know they are both plenty hot) then baby I might just want to sign up.
I especially like:
"So are we doing this or what?"
If he called it off, if they went downstairs now, Vince would probably end up banging a girl on the couch in the living room; TMZ would still have the story by tomorrow morning, but it wouldn't have legs, not like it would if half the party said they'd pulled a disappearing act before fucking midnight. Worst-case scenario, somebody would catch Vince at the right minute, he'd pull his fuck-the-press attitude and refuse to deny it. The offers would dry up and the paparazzi would be parked outside for months, following them around, and they'd need security guards to keep them away from the windows.
"Yeah," Eric said. "Yeah, we're doing this,"
That was just so goddamn fantastic. I have not the words. The way the reasons why not to are laid out (and so very compelling, I mean, really. They are pretty good reasons why not to) and thought through and rational and the way the reasons to go ahead with it are completely unspoken, and yet, it's no contest and E doesn't waver at all. Ahhhh, I love it.
See, and if you'd had another paragraph where E thinks about all the reasons why them doing it *is* a good idea despite all the paparazzi and dried-up offers it would either not ring true or be so saccharine and I would be icked and have to look away. But, see, not saying it, but really, saying it anyway...
I like my declarations of feelings to be oblique and easily misinterpreted. God. So very much. So this was a very satisfying section for me. And I felt the need to tell you that in great detail.
"I want—I want you to," Vince said, panting, breaking up, "Eric, I want—"
"Fuck, oh fuck, shut up, Jesus," Eric said; he thought he was going to come just thinking about it, just from Vince being so crazy for it, the way Vince was practically fighting off his own orgasm, clenching into the sheets—"For Christ's sake, you stupid fuck," Eric said then, figuring it out, "this isn't a one time only offer."
In conclusion: HEART.
"For Christ's sake, you stupid fuck," Eric said then, figuring it out, "this isn't a one time only offer."
Excellent. It made me melt and laugh at the same time.
Love your E, because he's so very E. Awesome story.
This was my favourite bit though:-
"You are so stoned," Eric said peacefully. He had one leg pulled up and his hands laced over his stomach. Vince hadn't had a haircut in almost six weeks, blowing it off as long as he could because Shauna wouldn't try to book him for photo ops until after, and that big fluffy curl that his stylist would never cut back far enough was grown out and hanging over his eyes. Eric reached up to push it back.
"So are you," Vince said, and ducked his head into Eric's hand.
"Yeah," Eric agreed, stroking the curl back. It kept falling back down, but he didn't mind, it felt so great to just run his fingers through Vince's hair, and after a little while Vince pillowed his head on Eric's chest to let him keep doing it, which probably was kind of weird, but Eric just couldn't seem to care; he kept petting him.
The imagery this creates is just so oh boys
Love this so much.