the unforgiving minute (nadal/federer - sort of)

[girl_tarte]

words: 2300ish
rating: R
warnings: um. tennis slash. cracky premise (although uncracky fic in general). slightly/overtly fetishistic behaviour (mileages may vary). masturbation. I AM BLUSHING SO MUCH.
extra warning: no actual physical federer in this fic.

a/n: this fic stems from some ridiculous and hysterical post-wimbledon chat between myself

Comments

[nonobstant]

I cannot comment efficiently your fic, coz I didn't all understood ( I guess I have progress to make concerning my practical English vocab ); afer having skimed through the comments, I understood he made love with Rogi's coat. that's an original idea though. illustrates well the idea of frustration, of need. :)

[girl_tarte]

i'm sorry you had trouble understanding this, but yes: he made love with Rogi's coat - that's the essence of it. :)

thanks for giving it a go anyway!

[somarem]

The writing was compelling. I torn between being hot and sad about what Rafa was going through. But the detailed, atmosphere in this piece was so good you could actually feel the world closing in on Rafa. And though Roger is not there he is ever so present.

Thank you for writing this piece.