Panic Ficlet: You Write Such Pretty Words, NC-17

[delicatelight]

You Write Such Pretty Words
Brendon locked the door and looked at the girl he’d picked up in the hotel bar ten minutes before.

“I’m sorry,” he said, his voice sounding loud in the room, “What did you say your name was?”

Brendon/OFC, Brendon/Spencer, 1,916 words, NC-17, Un-beta'd.

Written because of and for lissa_bear. She has got to stop making me write

Comments

[vic_ramsey]

Can I just say DAMN? Because that was hot.

[delicatelight]

Thank you!

[fiddleyoumust]

Oh my god. She tried to make me write this for her too! I am glad you succumbed, because good god that was hot.

[delicatelight]

She's pretty good at getting people to write shit for her, dude. But yay! I'm glad you liked it!

[blindingsight]

oh. my.

Sequel? Now please.

God, that was so hot.

[delicatelight]

Thanks! I'm happy you enjoyed it!

[shutyourface]

Nrrrgnn.

Nothing like porn in the morning!

[delicatelight]

Ahaha. I'm glad you enjoyed it!

[lissa_bear]

Holy shit, Erin. Seriously, holy shit. That's pretty much the only thing I'm coherent enough to say right now. You're seriously my favorite. I love bossy Spencer.

[delicatelight]

Yay! I'm happy you liked it!