well, when you put it that way...

[tamlin_kitsune]

has one of your stories ever gotten one of *those* reviews? The kind that makes you look at what you wrote in an entirely different light? For instance... I never knew I was... kinky -

"This seems like the start to a very interesting story. Kitsune-seduced?
Really didn't see that one coming...honestly. Minato always felt like a
ninja-version of Cloud to me...probably just the heroism and blonde hair blue
eyes thing...

Sexual favors and bondage in the first chapter hmm? Certainly living up to
the rating...

Surprisingly, I like the fox :3 her conversation has so much character!"

surprisingly for me, I'm feeling rather proud of myself now - lol

Comments

[sekiharatae.livejournal.com]

I have no knowledge of the fandom for which this story was written... but I now have a very large urge to go read it.

I'm also wondering why there's no sexual favors and bondage in your Cloud/Tifa stuff. I feel cheated! ;)

I blame Minato!

[kitsune13-tam.livejournal.com]

heh - I'll admit, I'm kind of wondering why none such has shown up in my cloti stuff as well - now. lol

and, I like to think the first chapter at least is entirely understandable (and hopefully enjoyable) without any knowledge of the Naruto universe. If you do read it, you'll have to let me know. And let me know how I managed to sneak kink in there too - because I have NO idea!

then again - should I blame it on the characters themselves? Or more to the point, Minato?

preview from chapter 14 goes something like:

She squirmed again in protest and he locked his arms down across her body in hard bands and spread his fingers wide to press them into her.

“Little fox,” his voice was very soft. “If you keep moving like that I am going to find us a bed of grass out of the children’s hearing range and I’m not going to stop until I know every inch of your body from familiar repetition and you've lost the ability to make noise anymore.”

Possibly for the first time in their acquaintance, she went absolutely frozen and still. He couldn’t see her eyes – but he was willing to bet they were huge and unblinking. Despite himself, it shifted the edges of his lips upward. After a minute more, her voice, with a little bit of a squeak to it, asked cautiously:

“Really?”

“Really.”

There was another long pause in which she didn’t move. After a minute, curious, her voice, muffled against his chest, asked:

“Would I enjoy it?”

“Yes. A great deal.”