YAYYYYY! Sorry *I* took so long; was saving this as my reward. And it was amaaaazing, so thank you!
Also, randomly, love the Neverending Story icon!
Ignore my complete and utter fuckery of accepted historical fact. I couldn’t very well have Nate sneaking into the ludus magnus to get his rocks off, could I? Ugh, setting this in the time of empire was an ill-conceived notion.
AHAHAHA! The sins we commit for the hotness; I APPROVE.
Thus, enter Brad, the bodyguard.
Hee! Well, we all know I do love me some bodyguard!Brad.
every time he remembered the awkward audience at the ludus, Brad standing before him, arms held to his sides, like he was horse flesh on display. The thought made his stomach turn.
Aww, of course it did. I loved this bit - it takes a moment we didn't even see and believably shades their interactions with it.
Brad said suddenly in unaccented latin, “I make you uncomfortable.”
LOVE! Especially that Brad is not only pushing the boundaries of his position, but also calling Nate on his shit.
“I am not afraid of your blade, Suione.”
“Really,” Brad said dryly with a small smile.
Ha! I could just hear Brad's tone of voice. Perfect.
Brad raised his brows at Nate’s expression.
Nate narrowed his eyes, and stepped back, giving himself a moment, before pressing in again with a flurry of strikes. Brad defended himself, finally appearing to lose ground. Nate feinted with his sword and then followed it with an open-fisted strike to Brad’s chest that knocked him to the sand.
I had fun imagining what must be going through Brad's mind. Heh.
“Yes,” Nate replied softly, desperately wanting to shut his eyes against Brad’s unreadable stare, but unwilling to surrender that ground as well.
SO NATE! Spot-on, that.
And then there was boy!kissing! And Brad trying to walk back from it. ::hearts like mad::
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Re: Gladiator!Brad Part 2
Date: 2010-02-28 07:43 am (UTC)Also, randomly, love the Neverending Story icon!
Ignore my complete and utter fuckery of accepted historical fact. I couldn’t very well have Nate sneaking into the ludus magnus to get his rocks off, could I? Ugh, setting this in the time of empire was an ill-conceived notion.
AHAHAHA! The sins we commit for the hotness; I APPROVE.
Thus, enter Brad, the bodyguard.
Hee! Well, we all know I do love me some bodyguard!Brad.
every time he remembered the awkward audience at the ludus, Brad standing before him, arms held to his sides, like he was horse flesh on display. The thought made his stomach turn.
Aww, of course it did. I loved this bit - it takes a moment we didn't even see and believably shades their interactions with it.
Brad said suddenly in unaccented latin, “I make you uncomfortable.”
LOVE! Especially that Brad is not only pushing the boundaries of his position, but also calling Nate on his shit.
“I am not afraid of your blade, Suione.”
“Really,” Brad said dryly with a small smile.
Ha! I could just hear Brad's tone of voice. Perfect.
Brad raised his brows at Nate’s expression.
Nate narrowed his eyes, and stepped back, giving himself a moment, before pressing in again with a flurry of strikes. Brad defended himself, finally appearing to lose ground. Nate feinted with his sword and then followed it with an open-fisted strike to Brad’s chest that knocked him to the sand.
I had fun imagining what must be going through Brad's mind. Heh.
“Yes,” Nate replied softly, desperately wanting to shut his eyes against Brad’s unreadable stare, but unwilling to surrender that ground as well.
SO NATE! Spot-on, that.
And then there was boy!kissing! And Brad trying to walk back from it. ::hearts like mad::