FIC: "Fine" 1/1 - AtS/Supernatural Crossover (Angel/Dean Winchester) ADULTS ONLY
TITLE: Fine
AUTHOR: Ducks,
theantijoss
E-MAIL: ducksfanfic@gmail.com
FANDOM: Angel/Supernatural Crossover
DISCLAIMER: Wow, so not mine on either count! Thanks be to Whedon and Kripke for use of their respective sandboxes. And hot, slashable characters. *G*
RATING: NC-17
WARNINGS: Slashy goodness, angst
PAIRING(S): Angel/Dean Winchester
TIMELINE: Post-NFA, AU SPN Season 3-ish
SYNOPSIS: Angel has only one answer to Dean's questions.
WORD COUNT: ~2120
DISTRIBUTION: Please ask. Chances are good that I'll say yes. :)
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This is part of a much larger story that I'm writing in fits and starts, but... you know how I love the porn. It exists for its own sake. *G*
FEEDBACK: I'd love some, thank you!
PROMPT(S):
getlaid25 prompt .025 Angel/Dean Winchester
Thanks to my beloved
thenyxie for more reasons than I can count -- not least of which is getting me all cracked out on SPN to begin with. And always encouraging my naughtiness.
"Fine"
By Ducks
( They always lie side by side after sex, a thousand miles, two hundred years, and a good foot of physical space between them, mirror images with their arms tucked manfully behind their heads. Staring up at the water-stained ceiling, harboring absolutely no desire to cuddle, no sir. )
AUTHOR: Ducks,
E-MAIL: ducksfanfic@gmail.com
FANDOM: Angel/Supernatural Crossover
DISCLAIMER: Wow, so not mine on either count! Thanks be to Whedon and Kripke for use of their respective sandboxes. And hot, slashable characters. *G*
RATING: NC-17
WARNINGS: Slashy goodness, angst
PAIRING(S): Angel/Dean Winchester
TIMELINE: Post-NFA, AU SPN Season 3-ish
SYNOPSIS: Angel has only one answer to Dean's questions.
WORD COUNT: ~2120
DISTRIBUTION: Please ask. Chances are good that I'll say yes. :)
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This is part of a much larger story that I'm writing in fits and starts, but... you know how I love the porn. It exists for its own sake. *G*
FEEDBACK: I'd love some, thank you!
PROMPT(S):
Thanks to my beloved
"Fine"
By Ducks
( They always lie side by side after sex, a thousand miles, two hundred years, and a good foot of physical space between them, mirror images with their arms tucked manfully behind their heads. Staring up at the water-stained ceiling, harboring absolutely no desire to cuddle, no sir. )
satisfied