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continued fill: Worlds 2011

[anonymous]

Original prompt: People! We need more bodyswap fic! I want Johnny/Evan where they have to skate in each other's bodies and are fuming the entire time because it's so uncomfortable for them, and then Johnny uses the opportunity to say ridiculous things to the press as Evan and then they have hate!sex. MAKE IT HAPPEN, KINKMEME.

parts 1-25: http://wintergameskink.livejournal.com/1161.html?thread=1753993#t1753993

parts 26-31: http://wintergameskink.livejournal.com/3425.html?thread=3482209#t3482209

Worlds 2011 (part 32a/?)

[anonymous]

Okay, I know I said I wouldn't update until I was finished but I keep thinking there's less of this fic left than there actually is. There's still way a lot left. But I'm working as quickly as I can! Thank you for your patience, everyone ♥ Hopefully the fact that this is more than twice the length of what I usually update with will help a little.

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The next day, Johnny gets out of bed with his eyes closed. He feels his way over to the mirror on the wall across from the bed, and spends a few moments sending hopeful thoughts out into the universe with as much passion as he can muster, and then opens his eyes.

Evan Lysacek's face is staring back at him.

Ugh. Johnny just wants to scream. Seeing Evan Lysacek's face first thing in the morning would be unpleasant in many contexts, but this is the worst. Except he can't even think that any more without imagining other contexts during which he might see Evan Lysacek's face first thing in the morning, which means that Evan has now totally ruined hating Evan for him too. Which only makes him

Worlds 2011 (part 32b/?)

[anonymous]

"I don't know, anything," Johnny says. "We can say we both got terrible injuries. Somehow. We could pretend to suddenly join a cult that bans figure skating. Just anything, Evan, I can't possibly go out there and do your Worlds competition for you, it's just insane."

"I don't think there are any cults that ban figure skating," Evan says slowly. Johnny wishes he were here so Johnny could roll his eyes at him or slap him or something.

"That's not the point. The point is we need to find a way to get out of this."

Evan goes quiet again, and Johnny now really needs for him to be here so Johnny can shake him and make him agree"I don't think we can do that," Evan says finally

Worlds 2011 (part 33/?)

[anonymous]

Johnny goes back and forth on the decision roughly every five seconds between practice and going over to the rink, and by the time Yuki comes to get him he's feeling like he's two seconds away from a total breakdown. In a moment of weakness, he even tries saying a few more of Evan's phrases into the mirror, and pretends really hard that it doesn't help

Worlds 2011 (part 34a/?)

[anonymous]

The skate order has Johnny third and Evan last. Evan doesn't look at Johnny once while they're waiting, and Johnny doesn't want to think about him either, but he can't help but look over at him from time to time, wondering what's going on with him. Johnny knows he needs to concentrate on himself and his own skating, but the thought of Evan being in charge of where Johnny Weir is going to place makes him feel cold and breathless. And concentrating on himself isn't much better. He can't decide which would be worse, falling on his ass and having Evan beat him yet again, or skating amazingly and winning Evan Lysacek even more praise and glory. The thought of either turns his stomach, and he grimaces involuntarily and glances back over at Evan again

Worlds 2011 (part 34b/?)

[anonymous]

He goes into a few sequences of footwork. He's feeling shaky and unbalanced in a way he knows is bad in a competition, but knowing that only makes it worse, so he just gets through the footwork as best as he can, lands his double axel, and enters his first spin. There's a few more jumps after that and Johnny knows, going into the triple lutz, that at least one of them is going to get fucked up. The lutz is fine, and the triple sal is fine, but he pops the double toe that's supposed to follow it up and has to put his hand down for a second to regain his balance. He lands the triple loop and then it's more spins, change the feet, spin again, and the music is swelling and he's starting to feel lightheaded and then he throws his arm in the air and the music stops

Worlds 2011 (part 34c/?)

[anonymous]

He doesn't even have time to think about it, because Evan pulls off three more jumps in combination, and then a double axel. He transitions into Johnny's footwork sequence, which he's definitely not nearly as good at as Johnny is because that really does depend on moving in the kinds of ways that Johnny can and Evan can't, but the little flare of smugness he feels over that is completely tamped down by the big numb block of ice forming in his chest. Evan enters his sit spin

Worlds 2011 (part 34d/?)

[anonymous]

"Evan," Johnny says, and it's-whoa, it's his own voice, sounding rough and cracked.

"Johnny." Evan swallows and his eyes glance up and down Johnny's body.

Johnny has no idea which of the five million things he wants to say should come first, so he just opens his mouth and speaks without thinking. "You-why are you even in here, you should be out there, you won"I didn't-I started feeling weird so I thought I should get out of the public eye, and anyway I didn't win

Worlds 2011 (part 34e/?)

[anonymous]

Evan tries to speak against Johnny's lips without moving away. "You have to go out there, I just ducked away for a second, you won a medal-"

"Shut up, shut the fuck up," Johnny says. He bites down on Evan's lower lip and grinds into him, and Evan groans.

"God, Johnny," he says, "fuck"Stop fucking talking," Johnny says, "I'm serious." He pinches Evan's side, and Evan makes a choked sound

Worlds 2011 (part 34f/?)

[anonymous]

Evan opens his mouth to answer and then seems to think better of it and complies, sucking Johnny back into his mouth. Johnny jerks forward again, but Evan's ready for it this time and moves with him. Johnny buries both hands in his hair and says, "I'm going to move some more, okay?" Evan doesn't answer, but his eyes flutter shut. Johnny thrusts forward, Evan's mouth wet and hot and tight around his cock, and fuck, he's so close. It's almost painfully hot, the way Evan looks, flushed and half-naked on the floor. Evan reaches a hand up to squeeze the base of Johnny's dick, and runs his thumb over the skin there. Johnny opens his mouth to warn him, but he comes too fast and the words are swallowed in a soft noise in the back of his throat. Evan chokes and pulls back, gasping for air

Re: Worlds 2011 (part 34f/?)

[anonymous]

OKAY UM OH MY SWEET JESUS FUCKING CHRIST ON A PIECE OF TOAST, I CAME.

I AM SO HAPPY YOU UPDATED AND I AM SO HAPPY THIS FIC EXISTS AND HGG$^FGHSJ%&*YHIUJFH YOU ARE AWESOOOOOOOOME

RECAPTCHA: THE IMPOSTER LOL

[anonymous]

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Re: Worlds 2011 (part 34f/?)

[anonymous]

God, this is amazing. I feel so bad for Johnny, that this whole thing was for Evan's benefit and not his (at least, it's not apparent right now that anything was for his) and he must feel so unimportant.

D: I love this so much!

Re: Worlds 2011 (part 34f/?)

[anonymous]

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.......nope, still not coherent.

Re: Worlds 2011 (part 34f/?)

[anonymous]

Holy hell, that was scorching. Nnnnngggggh.

But, oh, Johnny. This hurts so much even to think about. D:

Re: Worlds 2011 (part 34f/?)

[anonymous]

See, this fic is completely amazing and wonderful and god damn that was hot...

...but it also hurts me on such a deep level. My heart is just completely broken for Johnny here ;______;

SO YEAH, THIS IS GREAT BUT I'M SAD NOW. YOU ARE SO GOOD, ANON, SO. GOOD.