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FOR MY SHY READERS: I love to know who's reading this and what you think of it... and though I understand that some of you are embarrassed to publicly comment on such a smutty tale, please consider making a brief squeak of a comment if you like this chapter. You can even delete your comment immediately afterward if you really need to, but I'll still get the email notification, and I'll be one happy writer.

Many thanks go to my beta, lilithilien, who still made time for reading this chapter while on vacation! She rocks.

Title: Past Performance Is Not Necessarily A Guide
Pairing: Cillian Murphy & Naomie Harris from 28 Days Later...
Rating: NC-17 (RPF, Het)
Summary: Cillian and Naomie at her secret second hotel room, continued.
Author's Notes: This one's pretty self-explanatory!
Disclaimer: Wholly fictional. Never happened. I don't know these actors, and believe me, I'm doing this for the obsessive love of writing, not for a single cent.

Previous Chapters:
Chapter 1: If Looks Could Kill
Chapter 2: A Vulnerable Position
Chapter 3: Already Messy
Chapter 4: Tomorrow Never Knows
Chapter 5: Cill Me Now
Chapter 6: Everything Upended
Chapter 7: Do We Really Have To Talk?


"Give me a minute to collect meself. You just about destroyed me," Cillian sighs. Christ, that was so wrenchingly rippingly intensely gooood.

They're lying side by side across the middle of Naomie's hotel room bed. Her lissome body is overflowing with uncontrollable giggles and he gives her a playful kick. "Have you gone daft on me, then?" Still quaking with laughter, she curls into a ball against him, and he can't help but grin. She's pretty pleased with herself -- as she fucking well should be. "Fuck, that was so... You were so..."

His mind drifts back to Naomie's irresistible incantation, "Drown in me, drown in me..." and the rapturous undulation of her hips as she overtook him with her tight, wet cunt. She rode me till she broke me open -- reduced me to my humblest, purest state of being.

He has to kiss her again, now. "C'mereawantcha," he says, pulling her back up to him, rejoicing in the sensation of her voluptuous lips caressing his. He feels giddily drunk, drunk on Naomie and drunk on wine, and he's the just the right amount of drunk on both counts. Muscles pleasurably weak, Cillian's intoxicated body thrums with a profound sense of well being, and there's nothing in his peripherals but fuzzy afterglow, no thought of what's lurking around the next corner. The only thing in his sights is Naomie: Naomie's doe-like eyes, Naomie's graceful fingers, Naomie's hidden, silken core that stroked him into an ecstatic bliss. Her clothes are shutting him out and he's got the urge to go as far in as possible. "Will you please undress now?"

Naomie snickers.

"That's it -- I'm through with obeying your every command, your highness. Your clothes are coming off now!" He flips her onto her back, sloppily pulls her tight little shirt over her head, sees that her smile is wavering. He feels a wee twinge of regret about his performance, but keeps grinning widely, runs his hand over her smooth belly. "Sorry I couldn't... last longer, but you know, you just... you just fucked me too well." He jokes about their earlier conversation at the restaurant: "That qualified as fucking, right? You'd probably classify that as you fucking me, wouldn't ya?"

One side of her mouth twists up into a sideways smile and she chuckles, "Yeah, I'd say so." But then she gets a wicked look on her face and drawls, "I suppose some would differ. Some might say that there's a different way that... I. Could fuck. You."

His cheeks flush red, his hand freezes, mouth drops open. Stop it -- don't blush, boy. Maybe she doesn't mean...

Naomie's eyes gleam mischievously and she bursts into laughter, "I'll admit, I do have a dildo or two, but I don't have the thingy to strap it on with!"

Cillian splutters, "Quite the commanding force, you are!"

In a gentler, earnest tone, she asks, "Could be, perhaaaps... you're.... curious? About that?"

Maybe I am curious. He presses his lips together, trying to suppress a smile, then, flustered, quickly drops his head down onto her shoulder and tries not to laugh.

She purrs, "Oooh... so noted, so noted."

"Uh, I don't know about that," he mumbles into her skin, feeling a fearsome thrill in his chest.

"Mmmmmm, yeah.,. still noted." Naomie giggles, exclaims, "Game on! I'll need to go shopping though..."

"Mind yerself!" he protests, pouncing on her and cracking her up. But he quickly notices the messy johnny still on his semi-hard cock, and gets up to find the trash can. Walks back to the bed, takes in the sight of her: so long and lovely, saucy smile, glowing burnt sienna skin, the plunging bra that hugs her tits temptingly. "Do you know how fucking beautiful you are?"

Her smile softens vulnerably. So unbelievably beautiful.

Lying down on his side next to her, Cillian slips his hand round her neck and pulls her in for a kiss, sucking at her bottom lip gently. When he pulls back, he's rocked by the yearning expression on her face and the words start tumbling out of him. "Jesus, Nai, you made me come so hard. And everything you did, everything -- you were driving me mad, but it was so... You were on fire. You're amazing, fucking amazing."

"You were pretty amazing yourself," she says a little shyly. "I loved watching you, feeling you come."

His fingertips trace the curves of her breasts. "I've been thinking about you practically every waking minute. It was so hard to concentrate this week. I wanted you so much, so fucking much." Naomie's visibly warmed by his words. She's different somehow -- she looks hopeful, if guardedly so. It's like I'm finally saying the right things, making her... happy? Feels good... feels liberating.

"Yeah, that first drive to the set after was incredibly difficult for me," she confesses. "Seeing you... sitting next to you was -- "

"Really?"

"Of course." Her fingers stroke the light stubble on his jaw.

"You seemed so... composed, like."

"Well, I am an actress. I've been doing some of my best work off camera," her voice quavers, "just to manage being around you this past week. Well, this past month... or two."

He stares into her eyes, taking in the uncertainty, the need there. His breath is shallow as he blurts, "I was in denial about my feelings. I realised it at the pub that night -- when we were flirting at the table, and I had my arm around you, and we were talking and it all felt so right that I almost started touching you right there. That's why I left the table." He strokes her neck at the memory of what he'd found himself about to do. "I was really confused at first, but then I realised it wasn't just that I was drunk. Being that drunk just... swept away my defences, my rationalisations about my feelings for you." And it feels so much better not to fight it anymore. "I'm crazy about you."

Dumbfounded, Naomie searches his eyes for a second, then lifts her head to kiss him, sucks his tongue into her mouth, whimpers softly as his tongue responds to her invitation. Cillian's hand attempts to open the front clasp of her bra, and she quickly undoes it for him. While deepening the kiss, his palm swiftly sweeps one of the lacy cups aside to caress and squeeze and tease. Naomie tenses, arching her back, and Cillian's cock stirs in response. Eagerly, his open mouth kisses her bare breast, his tongue laps up the salty mist of sweat at her breastbone, his hand pushes away the other cup, his lips lightly tug at her nipple. When he suddenly sucks her tit hard, she shudders and moans, rakes a palm over his closely shorn hair.

"This skirt," Cillian mutters, searching for the fastening. Naomie moves quickly to unhook and unzip her skirt, and Cillian yanks it off, socks too, whilst she wriggles the rest of the way out of her bra. He clambers back over to her side, and pulls her into an electrifying, skin to skin, full body embrace that makes them both groan. They slide and drag against each other excitedly, Naomie's fitful breaths hot against Cillian's ear, his neck. Closer, I need to get closer. He hugs Naomie tightly, nuzzles her smooth neck and licks her sweet skin, his mind swimming in the hot whirl stirred by their naked ardour. Then he pulls at her luscious round bum to grind his hardening cock against her; her hands pull back at him just as insistently, her ripe lips pull at his lips, her very life force pulls at his being. True bliss, a voice within him sings, as he crushes his mouth harder against hers.

Cillian slides a palm between her thighs, and Naomie whimpers in anticipation, thrusting her hips in search of contact. But he realises that he wants more than just touch; he wants to behold her most private facet. He breaks away from her arms and coaxes her legs apart so he can kneel at her altar. Slowly, he pushes her thighs up against her chest, greedily tries to reveal as much of her pussy as he can.

Pinned by her own limbs, Naomie strains her neck to see what he's going to do. "Cillian?" she pants, sounding unsure, jittery.

Voice heavy with need, he answers, "I just want to see you, want to know you." Don't be nervous, love, he tries to tell her with his eyes.

"Oh my god," she moans, dropping her head back onto the mattress. She gasps harshly as his palms slide down toward her pussy and she grabs behind her knees to hold her legs in place for him.

His thumbs begin to stroke the slick lips of her pussy while his fingers push at her inner thighs to spread her even wider, to lay bare the secrets of her mesmerising cunt. As his thumbs explore, his eyes map her tender layers, her tiny black curls, the all-powerful little pleasure node, the path leading back inside her. "Beautiful, you are." You make me want to explore everything, make me feel like I could try anything.

"Oh god oh god oh god..." she keens softly, voice trembling, crescendoing to a wordless cry when his right thumb swipes her clit. His other thumb pushes firmly into her cunt, the fingers of that hand turning back round to tickle her arsehole -- what's good for the gander! -- as the thumb on her clit starts rubbing steadily.

I want to taste you, smell you. But this intensely intimate view of Naomie -- shoulders quivering, eyes shut tight with mouth open, nipples firm and pert, fingers digging into the skin behind her knees, hips twitching up, juicy pussy fully and perfectly exposed just for him -- is almost too overwhelming for Cillian to handle. The blood has raced back to his now fully erect, throbbing cock. "I want to be inside you again," he groans roughly. "Cannot get enough of you."

Her eyes flutter open. "Yes... now, please, yes!"

Where is that strip of condoms? There. He snatches it up, tears off a packet. Still on his knees, Cillian unrolls the johnny over his stiff, leaking cock. Scoots up to hug her arse between his thighs, inserts the tip of his cock into her wet slit. Naomie releases her legs onto his shoulders and he pulls her hips up and forward to penetrate her deeply. Together, they groan. Biting his lip, he holds her arse in his left palm, fingers her again with his right hand, rolls his hips lightly, slowly, as he tries to concentrate more on her clit than on his urge to pump his dick faster inside her.

Despite a few sharp cries, Naomie soon plucks his hand away from her clit. "Please... come down here... need your mouth."

"You have it," he grins, quoting her, kissing the inside of her leg as both his hands push and pull on her hips. Cillian is enjoying how this perpendicular position turns the tables: it's quite a turn-on to control the pace this time, to watch her react below him as she's getting fucked. Wilfully, he wraps his arms around her thighs, clasping them to his chest, and raises up on his knees a little so he can thrust more forcefully.

"Please... c'mere... in my arms... please," Naomie begs breathlessly.

The expression on her face kills him. You're looking up at me with such passion and such fear intertwined, I want to wipe away that fear and feel the closeness again. He quickly relents.

Now they're face to face and it's as if time has stopped, as if he's not breathing and his heart has stopped, even though he can feel his pulse everywhere in his burning body. He hears them both panting and whimpering as if from far away, because his world has narrowed to each slow, long, deep thrust of his cock into her enveloping cunt and how each one feels different and amazing in its own way and how each one reads differently on her wondrous face. "Naomie," he gasps. I want to dive into you and never come up for air again.

Naomie's hands sweep over his back, his hair. Her eyes shine with love. He bows worshipfully into her shoulder, rejoicing in the euphoric melding of their bodies, the luxurious wetness of her pussy, the heaviness gathering pleasurably in his balls, the astonishing sensation of his cock dragging against the hot muscle walls inside her.

Now he's fucking her mouth with his tongue as their bodies enmesh at their rolling hips, now he's sucking her chocolate nipples, now he's raising himself up so they can watch as his thick cock moves in and out of her. Now her hands caress the rippling curves of his buttocks as they flex, now she cries out and it's his cock that hears her, now her arms and legs enfold him as their bodies slide against each other, slippery with sweat. Now he rides higher, and her moans make a crazy, halting melody that drives him to stay right there and thrust steadily, knowing that he can make her come.

Soon she calls out, "Cill... I -- Cill! Mmnn mmnn..."

"Yes, baby, yes," he urges her breathlessly, quickening his pace just a little.

"...mmnn mmnn mmnn oh oh Cill oh oh oh oh oh -- uuuhhhhhhhnnn -- " The sound stops in her throat as her body, wrapped around him, spasms helplessly through a blazing climax.

When she relaxes, Cillian takes off, jacks into her faster and harder, grunting and moaning with abandon. He relishes her strangled cries and the stabbing of her fingernails into his shoulders, knowing that this fiercer fucking is probably torturing her sensitive clit now that she's come. You're so at my mercy. But now he's moving so fast, vibrating like a jackhammer, more shallow and with as much friction within her tight cunt as he can get, his arse pushing, pushing, pushing him over the edge and all his muscles contract and he goes rigid and the hot cum is spurting out of his cock, coating the head of his dick under the condom and he falls onto Naomie, not wanting to move ever again.

They're very quiet, neither wanting to leave this sacred space they've carved out for themselves. They don't move until Cillian catches the condom as his softening dick is about to pop out of her. But then they tangle their legs together, stroke each other's moist, heated skin, and gaze at each other dazedly. And a silent acknowledgment passes between them: now they've moved way beyond just getting each other off, and they both know it. A chill runs through Cillian's body. The dread is seeping back into his consciousness, but much stronger is a new awe at the power of their connection. He clings to it fiercely, kisses her forehead, her cheek, her swollen lips.

Finally, Naomie sighs, "So good, Cillian, so fucking good."

"Yeah, good fucking, that," he murmurs.

She chuckles and he moves in quickly to kiss her, feeling no regrets as her low, sexy laugh vibrates against his mouth. Then their eyes meet, and again they know they're not just kidding around.

"I'm knackered," he mumbles, "But it's probably still pretty early, right? My internal clock is broken so."

"Yeah... can y-, um, do you want to stay the night with me?"

"Absolutely." But... Oh no, I have to catch the train home in the morning. Fuck, fuck, fuck. What am I going to do? The morning -- wait until the morning, just wait. "Like eh... are you hungry? I'd murder that soup and salad now. Shite."

"Maybe they're still serving food at the hotel bar. Let me look it up... Oh, I think I have some trail mix and biscuits too."

They end up eating bad snack food, cuddling and talking for hours. Parents. Childhood. Siblings and pecking order. First acting roles. First big performances. University traumas and boredoms. Worst moments in front of the camera. Gossip about the 28 days later... cast and filmmakers. Not romantic histories. Not the romantic present.

Cillian feels her love. He wants it. Crazy as it might be, he wants Naomie all to himself, wants them to exhaust each other endlessly on their own private hotel room island. He's falling hard, but... But.

You're mine. But I'm not yours.

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tanya1976
Apr. 27th, 2006 09:46 pm (UTC)
You bitch!! lol

My vagina thanks you!!!
melty_girl
Apr. 28th, 2006 12:26 am (UTC)
Ha!!! OK, c'mon now... what were your vagina's favorite parts of the chapter?
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melty_girl
Apr. 28th, 2006 12:27 am (UTC)
OMG, I have to confess that that was totally accidental plagiarism. Isn't that ridiculous? Well, I guess I got his voice right anyway. I'm glad you pointed that out.

And I'm glad you found it worth the wait. Now I've just got to make some decisions about the next chapter...

Lurvely Pig & Runt icon, BTW.
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happie_bunnie
Apr. 28th, 2006 03:47 am (UTC)
Holy...

*pant*

That was...lovely. Ahhhh. I SO needed this, a new chapter to your amazing story...gah! *is ga-ga for this thing*

I loved the sex. The sex was...brilliant. Their need and desperation was fantastic and really tragic at the same time, if that makes sense.

I sense bad times ahead, though. Meh.

*bounces* Happy happy...
melty_girl
Apr. 28th, 2006 03:59 am (UTC)
Yay!!! Thanks!

I'm really happy that people are liking it even though bad times are likely to become our (un)happy couple.
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msgreengenes
Apr. 28th, 2006 05:02 pm (UTC)
*fangirls you*

My vagina would also like to thank you heartily for the wake-up call ^_^ (not that she ever really needs it -.-, fucking nymphomaniacality- is that a word? It should be.)

My girlfriend shall be pleased with you ^_^

TMI? Yus. Oh well.

You know, not that Cillian turns me on more than my girlfriend, that just.. yeah. ^_^ Stopping there, I promise.

So, oh my God. Definately my favourite chapter so far. The pain, and the romance, and the forbidden-ness of it all. It almost- and this is a strange comparison, but.. see what you think.

It almost reminded me of the beach, coming-of-age scenes in City Of God (have you seen it? If not.. I recommend it highly), and it's so wonderful but so hard to get into the frame of mind of because it's set against such a horrible backdrop, you are always expecting pain.

This felt like that to me- and it made it even better.

Did I mention that I'm a big fan of smutty affair-fic? I think affairs are very, very bad things in real life. But in films/books/fics, they're so fucking hot it kills me.

I also have a public place kink.. so the hall and the trailer are a close joint second for me in chapter!love for this story.

I'm shutting up now, honest- I had a really bad day and this just cheered me right up, so I'm gushing.

Thanks for your brilliance!
melty_girl
Apr. 28th, 2006 05:26 pm (UTC)
YOU MADE MY DAY! Thank you, thank you. And I'm quite happy to please you and your girlfriend - not TMI!

I have to run to work now, but thank you for your wonderful comments. Oh, and everyone is aghast at me for not having seen City of God! Gotta get on that.
rocklovegrrl
Apr. 28th, 2006 11:21 pm (UTC)
I totally thought the long and lovely line was a 'So New' reference as well. I think my favorite part of the chapter (aside fromt the incredibly hot sex) would have to be the small talk between the two. It seems real and important. I think humor and communication are huge factors in good sex. I also have to say that I am glad you don't plan to bring in his girlfriend.
melty_girl
Apr. 29th, 2006 02:30 am (UTC)
I think humor and communication are huge factors in good sex.

Ain't it the truth though? I'm glad you like the dialogue. I've tried to keep it as spare and as realistic as possible. But of course, as they're now getting closer, they're going to be talking more.

Thanks (as always) for commenting!
the_automatik
Apr. 29th, 2006 01:26 am (UTC)
WOW, that was so well-written! The tension and suspense were amazing.

They're very quiet, neither wanting to leave this sacred space they've carved out for themselves.

And a silent acknowledgment passes between them: now they've moved way beyond just getting each other off, and they both know it. A chill runs through Cillian's body. The dread is seeping back into his consciousness, but much stronger is a new awe at the power of their connection.


EXCELLENT STUFF!!!
melty_girl
Apr. 29th, 2006 02:42 am (UTC)
I'm glad the tension worked for you. This was one of the most straightforward chapters I've written, because they stay in one setting and it was completely linear and it's practically PWP. But I worked with an underlying theme of religious/ecstatic experience and that was fun to do. And of course, it's not really like the plot didn't move forward at all, because it did.
quemadura
Apr. 29th, 2006 03:23 am (UTC)
absolutely fantastic, as usual. :)
melty_girl
Apr. 29th, 2006 04:04 am (UTC)
Thank you!
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melty_girl
May. 1st, 2006 10:06 pm (UTC)
The goddess of smut? Wow, thank you!

But as you realized -- not to worry -- this isn't the last chapter! There are at least 3 chapters left, but probably more.

Thanks for your lovely comments. And thanks for staying with my fic through the waits. The next chapter is formulating in my mind right now...
laurel_love
May. 2nd, 2006 01:34 am (UTC)
Melty-you had me all primed for a fabulous oral scene and..... nothing. I really think you should have gone there for at least a moment or two!!

The beginning was cute..the joking about Naomi using a strap-on.....Please..let that ONLY be a joke. I don't think I can read a chapter where Cillian takes it up the arse.

Anyway, this was a good chapter but I must admit..The first chapter with the scene in the dark bar back hall is still the hottest in my opinion.

We need more unusual location hookups and work in some oral. You simply must use Cillian's mouth for fabulous things. I'm sorry I'm being so graphic but I know you are looking for specific feedback :)

Thanks for a great bedtime read!!
melty_girl
May. 2nd, 2006 01:49 am (UTC)
You simply must use Cillian's mouth for fabulous things.

I am cracking up! Yeah, I did kind of fake you out, eh? Hee hee. This was all about male visual stimulation, so I didn't end up going there. But never fear... Oh, and maybe you want to revisit chapter five.

Is it the first chapter or the second that you like best? Probably the second... the first one ends only with their first kiss. Or maybe you do mean the first chapter...?

Thanks for the specific feedback -- I do love it. I haven't worked it all out yet, but I can't make you any promises about the strap-on. *mwah ha ha ha*
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(Anonymous)
May. 30th, 2006 03:16 am (UTC)
Love them all
I love your writing can't wait until you write a new chapter. I check everday. When the new one going to happen?
melty_girl
May. 30th, 2006 06:34 am (UTC)
Re: Love them all
Yikes... I've gotten a bit distracted for a bit too long, but I recently got started again. Sorry for the wait, but thanks for the kind words.

It will be a week's time minimum, maybe more. But I'll try to make it worth the wait! Thanks for nudging me.
(Anonymous)
Jun. 1st, 2006 11:16 am (UTC)
Glad to hear the next thrilling chapter is coming soon
I've been checking for updates and am so glad to hear that there will be one soon. Looking forward to another thrilling chapter! =)

LL
melty_girl
Jun. 1st, 2006 04:46 pm (UTC)
Re: Glad to hear the next thrilling chapter is coming soon
Nice to hear from you. Hope to have the chapter soon!
madra_rua
Jun. 10th, 2006 03:00 am (UTC)
I'm dying to read the next chapter!
melty_girl
Jun. 10th, 2006 03:14 am (UTC)
Me too!

Just kidding. I've started it but have hit some indecision about aspects, plus I got a new job... posting obsessively on cillianONLINE about Cannes, etc. didn't help either. But I hope to finish it soon!! Ack.

Thanks for following my story.
(Anonymous)
Jun. 15th, 2006 07:04 pm (UTC)
Wow. I don't know where to begin.

Firstly I'll just say that my name is Nic, because being anonymous sounds a little odd, but I don't have a live journal account and aren't even sure what one is to be honest.

I stumbled across this fic while googling for Cillian fanfiction and I'm so thrilled I did. Suddenly all the hours of sifting through the reams of rubbish that is out there were completely worth it.

This fic really is amazing. I've found that fics with sex this good (or should I say close to this good, since this by far outstrips any I've ever read) usually have nothing else going for them, i.e. no plot or attempt to create a realistic situation, so that the story in PP is so compelling makes it all the more unique. You really are a hugely talented writer. Every expression and gesture is so perfect; the images just leap from the screen.

As for favourite chapters/parts I find it impossible to choose. I think I slightly prefer Cillian's POV, though I think that's probably only because he's one I'm utterly obsessed with, and I find I can relate to the Naomie character as well.

After saying all that I think perhaps the greatest praise I can give you as an American writer is that your nationality doesn't hold this fic back in the slightest. Many of the very best American writers fail miserably when attempting to write dialogue for their British characters. (I'm British by the way.) Obviously there are those who descend into stereotypes, but more often than not slight errors in phrasing just leave the whole thing sounding 'off'. The same can of course be said for many British writers attempting American characters. In your fic however, which contains not only speech but also so much of the characters' inner thoughts that work basically the same way, you seem to pull it off effortlessly. Obviously I'm aware that Cillian is not British and so I suppose my praise is more focussed on your portrayal of Naomie, but that said Irish speech is much more similar to British than American and I found him equally believable.

Of course no one is perfect:
-At one point in the first chapter Cillian says 'asshole', which should be arsehole (though I think that is something you're probably aware of and that was just an unnoticed error since you go on to use 'arse' and 'arsehole' in later chapters).
-In Chapter 5 Naomie says (or thinks rather) 'back to reality, girl'. Personally I've never heard anyone but an American use 'girl' in that way, but that said I don't get out much . . .

I hope you don't mind me pointing those mistakes out, believe me they are NOTHING in comparison to what you get right.

I really can't stress how much I love this fic. Having only just discovered it and read all eight chapters in one go I'm already suffering from withdrawal.

Hope you update soon.
melty_girl
Jun. 16th, 2006 07:13 am (UTC)
OMG, Nic, I love you! I'm feeling so overtaxed right now, and then I get the very best comment I've ever gotten on my stories. You made me feel so good, like all the hours I spent writing and researching were worth it. Thank you so, so much for taking the time to write out your feedback in detail. I'm very sleepy right now and might be a little inarticulate, but I wanted to respond...
...I don't have a live journal account and aren't even sure what one is to be honest.
Poke around a bit and you may find you like it. Having an account just allows you to post in your own journal and to comment in others' journals or in communities like cillian_daily, and then get notified of responses via email. Try looking at people's user profiles and click a few links and you'll start to understand the web of LJ. If you want to more about this, just comment back and I can help you get started.
I stumbled across this fic while googling for Cillian fanfiction and I'm so thrilled I did. Suddenly all the hours of sifting through the reams of rubbish that is out there were completely worth it.
I remember doing that last summer!!! Heh heh. My favorite find is a slash serial called _dirtyepic_ where Cillian is "cast" as a character named Gareth O'Brien. It's one of the few originals I've ever found worth reading, and it's got some of the steamiest sex scenes I've ever read. Very hot. But anyway, one of the reasons I started writing Cillian RPF was because I didn't like most of what I read, and I really craved some good stuff. So, to my great surprise, I suddenly found myself writing smut. I write other kinds of things, but I hadn't written fiction since I was a kid.
I've found that fics with sex this good (or should I say close to this good, since this by far outstrips any I've ever read) usually have nothing else going for them, i.e. no plot or attempt to create a realistic situation, so that the story in PP is so compelling makes it all the more unique.
Thank you!!! Wow. Yeah, another one of my goals was definitely realism and the illusion of believability, because I found the lack of it distracting in other RPF. I hate it when people talk to each other in an overly mushy way that they'd never really do (especially in het fic), or when actors start directing the films they're in, etc.
Every expression and gesture is so perfect; the images just leap from the screen.
*blushes* I pay very, very close attention to the sequence of events, because I don't want anyone to get lost or confused or distracted by anything being off. I want them to visualize everything. :>
After saying all that I think perhaps the greatest praise I can give you as an American writer is that your nationality doesn't hold this fic back in the slightest... (I'm British by the way.)
That means a lot to me. I listen carefully for phrasing and vernacular when watching Irish and British movies, and I jot things down. I also read/listen to Cillian's speech patterns in interviews. But mostly, I do some language research for every chapter. And for the last 3 chapters, I've had a fabulous beta reader, lilithilien, who's not only a big Cillian fan and one of the _dirtyepic_ writers, but she lived in Dublin for a long time (she's an American turned Canadian). I put a lot of effort into the language and it's gratifying to hear that it works for a Brit.

It's also good to get criticism about what I didn't get right. I saw Cillian quoted as having said "asshole," but you know what -- I think it was a print interview, so he probably said "arsehole"! And the "girl" thing -- don't Brits call each other "girl," (not in the African American sense)? What words might you replace girl with? You know how people think to themselves, "Stop it, you idiot," -- what are some options that Naomie might realistically use?
Hope you update soon.
Well... it's not looking too good for the next week or so. I've got a lot on my plate right at this moment in time... but the next chapter is in progress, so stay tuned.
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Jul. 1st, 2006 01:08 am (UTC)
Where have you gone?
I really love this story wish you update more,
your devoted fan
melty_girl
Jul. 1st, 2006 01:38 am (UTC)
Re: Where have you gone?
Awww... I know, I haven't updated in a while. My job situation changed, so I've been busier with that and some other things. But I'm going to try to finish my latest chapter this weekend -- no promises, but I will try!

Thanks for reading my story.
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wissky75
Jul. 27th, 2006 12:12 am (UTC)
you are fantastic!
I hope I'm not repeating myself - I tried posting previously, but I don't think it worked. In fact, I opened an LJ acct just to be able to let you know how much I love this story you've concocted.
Thoughts:
1. I think you have pitched Cillian's voice VERY well. I adore reading from his perspective, thanks to my completely embarrassing obsession with him, but also because you've done it smashingly.
2. The sex is so hot, I'm usually drooling a bit by the time I'm done reading.
3. What palpable tension! Your realistic writing style, the angst, jesus, it turns my stomach sometimes. As someone who has been cheated on, your story makes me twist up thinking of Cillian's wife reading this (even though it's fiction, and she certainly has no reason to click on it), and I even feel guilty for loving the story, at times! I mean that as a testament to the power of your style, not as discouragement. Of course, without that tension, I don't know how it all would work... would we care to read about some carefree Cillian fucking his way across the British Isles and then the States? Dunno.
You know, never mind, I'm sure I would read it anyway.
4. I'm very happy to have found cillian fic where he isn't always topped by someone else. Your strap-on idea is fun, but I get tired of stories in which Cillian is always bending over. I love his roles in which he has power and strength. Just because he's a tiny little man with a beautiful face doesn't mean he can't take a leading role in the sex, the way he does in your fantastic Chapter 8 (or, ohmygod, Chapters 2 and 5). Just my 2 cents, but then, I like my men dominant.
Thanks for doing this, and your work on cillianonline. Great site.
melty_girl
Jul. 27th, 2006 03:39 am (UTC)
Re: you are fantastic!
I opened an LJ acct just to be able to let you know how much I love this story you've concocted.
Wow, I'm honored! I just friended you, so now you can read my friends-only posts if you care to. After looking at the interests you list on your user profile page, I certainly hope you make some posts here on LJ -- don't be embarrassed!

1. I think you have pitched Cillian's voice VERY well. I adore reading from his perspective, thanks to my completely embarrassing obsession with him, but also because you've done it smashingly.
Thank you! It's nice to hear that, because it's really important to me. I think that reading and listening to his interviews compulsively has helped. And I hear you on the completely embarrassing obsession tip. None of my real life friends know just how deep it goes. Yikes. At least I don't think they do...

Hey, you took my poll - thanks!

2. The sex is so hot, I'm usually drooling a bit by the time I'm done reading.
Woo hoo!

3. What palpable tension! Your realistic writing style, the angst, jesus, it turns my stomach sometimes.
Thank you for saying that! Realism and angst are definitely what I'm going for.

As someone who has been cheated on, your story makes me twist up thinking of Cillian's wife reading this (even though it's fiction, and she certainly has no reason to click on it) and I even feel guilty for loving the story, at times! I mean that as a testament to the power of your style, not as discouragement.
Wow, that's high praise.

Of course, without that tension, I don't know how it all would work... would we care to read about some carefree Cillian fucking his way across the British Isles and then the States? Dunno.
You know, never mind, I'm sure I would read it anyway.
OMG, you have me cracking up now. Only because I would too.

4. I'm very happy to have found cillian fic where he isn't always topped by someone else. Your strap-on idea is fun, but I get tired of stories in which Cillian is always bending over.
You know, it's a very good point, because I get tired of reading submissive-only Cillian too.

I love his roles in which he has power and strength. Just because he's a tiny little man with a beautiful face doesn't mean he can't take a leading role in the sex,
Hear, hear.

...the way he does in your fantastic Chapter 8 (or, ohmygod, Chapters 2 and 5). Just my 2 cents, but then, I like my men dominant.
I do like genderfuck stuff though... I've never read a fic about a woman bending Cillian over. I'm still not decided about whether it will happen, because I don't know if it's realistic that these two will build the kind of trust necessary, and though it's fic, I do try to stay somewhat realistic. But if I did, the whole fun of it would be the fact that this Cillian is a straight man who often takes a dominant role and so the tables would be flipped. Don't worry, if I write it, he will not weep with joy afterward! Glad you liked chapter 5 -- it was fun to use Naomie's fears about getting hurt because she's the other woman as an excuse to write evil dominant user Cillian for half a chapter.

Thanks for doing this, and your work on cillianonline. Great site.
Hey, thanks for mentioning my cillianONLINE stuff. I have to admit that it's nice to hear praise for that from an articulate adult! Not that there's anything amiss with the young Cillian fangirls, but hearing it from another adult makes me feel like less of a freak, so thanks. I'm trying to raise the level of dialogue among the fans a little bit -- though it's absurd and embarrassing to even type that phrase -- because it's not just Cillian's good looks that hooked me. But anyway, if you ever feel moved to comment on my news posts over there, I'd love to see you chime in.

...Ack, I gotta, gotta, GOTTA finish chapter 9. Sheesh.
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