Stephen barely heard the question. "Yes! Two NC-17s!"
"You're...cheering for porn," Jon observed with a healthy amount of concern.
Hell... that sounds so much like me, it's not even funny O_O;;;
(BTW, said fic is here)
... if only I were be able to write such stuff... mentally, I mean... it's not like there's a lack of bunn... Argh, dammit >:O
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