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coprime_recs) wrote2023-03-16 11:30 pm
coprime_recs) wrote2023-03-16 11:30 pm
Daredevil: Daredevil is Into Me (Sexually) by BlueBioluminescence & Stirfbot
Daredevil is Into Me (Sexually) (Foggy/Matt | R | 15,622 words): When someone catches Daredevil meeting with Foggy and then the police ask Foggy why, Foggy panics with his answer. This is delightfully fun. All of the dialogue is aces, and Foggy and Matt are so comfortable in each other's space in a way that speaks of long-term intimacy, which is what I love for them. It's one of those fics where I'm grinning the whole time I'm reading it.
Excerpt:
Matt disappears into the bedroom and comes out a little while later wearing reinforced leather, hair disheveled and mask in hand.
"You creak when you walk," Foggy points out.
Matt bounces on his knees a little and smiles as the costume squeaks. "Needs to warm up."
"Well come here, then," Foggy says, pushing himself up from the couch and holding his arms open.
Matt shuffles closer, chin tilted up and eyes crinkled. He leans into Foggy, solid and heavy, and Foggy pulls him even closer. "Sorry," Foggy whispers as Matt's arms snake around his back, "I know you do this like, all the time, and I'm being dramatic."
"Don't be sorry," Matt says, swaying them a little. "It's kinda nice."
Foggy drags his cheek up to rest against Matt's temple. "Hugs?"
"Just… someone. Here. That cares."
Foggy sighs. "You're such a fucking orphan."
Matt snorts, his head falling back, and grins at the ceiling. "Dick."
Excerpt:
Matt disappears into the bedroom and comes out a little while later wearing reinforced leather, hair disheveled and mask in hand.
"You creak when you walk," Foggy points out.
Matt bounces on his knees a little and smiles as the costume squeaks. "Needs to warm up."
"Well come here, then," Foggy says, pushing himself up from the couch and holding his arms open.
Matt shuffles closer, chin tilted up and eyes crinkled. He leans into Foggy, solid and heavy, and Foggy pulls him even closer. "Sorry," Foggy whispers as Matt's arms snake around his back, "I know you do this like, all the time, and I'm being dramatic."
"Don't be sorry," Matt says, swaying them a little. "It's kinda nice."
Foggy drags his cheek up to rest against Matt's temple. "Hugs?"
"Just… someone. Here. That cares."
Foggy sighs. "You're such a fucking orphan."
Matt snorts, his head falling back, and grins at the ceiling. "Dick."