Hot Sky Blue

Fanfiction
Title:	Hot Sky Blue
Author(s):	Livia, Julad & Calico
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Genre(s):	slash
Fandom(s):	The Sentinel
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External Links:	Hot Sky Blue (Ambivalent Pleasures)
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Hot Sky Blue is a Jim/Blair story by Livia, Julad & Calico.

Reactions and Reviews

This is a five-star PWP that, like all the best of the genre, gives the reader an insight into the characters involved.

The story is one long present-tense fantasy from a first-person pov and no names are mentioned right until the end.

All of this helps create two impressions: firstly, an immediacy and involvement that pulls you right there into the story. Yet simultaneously there’s also a sense of detachment and distance through objectification that might be experienced in a sexual fantasy – or by an anthropologist observing a ritual.

But that all sense of distance melts away in the last four sentences.

This story is so incredibly hot I start sweating just thinking about it. It's a steamy look inside Blair's fantasy about Jim during a hot basketball game. I love a dominant Jim taking his little guppy, but if that doesn't work for you, you may not like this one. It works for me though, whew! The imagery is just beautiful, and the sex is mind blowing.

Best FF That Explains Sports, Male Interaction, and Small Group Behavior in Terms of Sex (and That Actually Makes a Lot of Sense, Doesn't It?): Hot Sky Blue, by Livia, Julad, and Calico. The Sentinel, Jim/Blair. Maybe it's just the secret anthropology geek in me, but I read this story again and again for the way Blair integrates small group behavior into his sexual fantasies. I mean, c'mon, there's the sign of a man with his mind consistently on his work, yes? Or, now that I think about it, perhaps not. In any case, there are many reasons this story shouldn't be any good; it's AU, essentially PWP, the work of a committee. But it's actually fantastic, in no small part because we get a look at Blair as a person; too many Sentinel writers make him bouncy and garrulous and forget that he has, you know, an actual personality, too. These women don't, and I salute them.