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| I need motivation, siiigh. Someone make me write more. I'm at 1407 with my BBB, which means I have 5993 to go until April 30th, and I'm sort of sure it won't be (quite) finished then. How're you guys doing on your big bang? Anyway, here's a snippet: ( This fic is Tom/Spencer, really ) | |
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| the spark and the soundJon/Spencer, (various/Spencer), NC-17 7 147 words Written for wishpaper in a little Christmas exchange some of us participated in. Huge, huge thanks go to adellyna for betaing and encouraging me and putting up with me; to violentfires, maleyka, gobsmackit, foxxcub, girlintheband and probably people I'm forgetting (SORRY) for handholding. THANK YOU ♥ ( Spencer is up against the bus, hands splayed out against the black paint, his face is turned away, hair in his eyes, and the tech guy’s hands are on his waist, sliding up, higher, pushing Spencer’s pale pink T-shirt away to give way to pale, pale skin. Jon feels his fingers itch, feels wrong. ) | |
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