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Coming off my self-imposed mini-hiatus... because work is dead and I'm just waiting on one contract. But I have to stay here...
So, for January 1st, request other firsts. Name a character from any fandom I usually write and a first time (kiss, kill, make cupcakes, etc) and I will write a ficlet.
On the first day of the new year, it's time for some first times...
So, for January 1st, request other firsts. Name a character from any fandom I usually write and a first time (kiss, kill, make cupcakes, etc) and I will write a ficlet.
On the first day of the new year, it's time for some first times...
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Heh
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Illyria raises an imperious eyebrow. "You do not like to be addressed as human?" she asks, still trailing a hand down Dean's neck.
"Dean's fine," he says, ducking away a little.
"How about flesh bag?"
"Dean is fine," he repeats.
"Why do you persist in squirming?" Illyria demands.
"Because the last time I kissed a demon, I lost my soul," Dean says, shying away from Illyria's lips again. She's seriously hot and okay, kinky demon sex has never been something he's ruled out completely but he's having trouble... getting there.
"Is this better?" Her voice edges into a twang and there's a crackle and Dean has a girl in his arms. Pretty with big eyes and a sweet smile. "A man I once knew called this lying."
"Well, I don't like lying," Dean snaps and isn't sure just why he's so relieved when he's once again pressed against a little blue hellion. Maybe because he gave up normal a long while ago.
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Thank you!
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LOL! Great job capturing Ilyria here, and I like the bittersweet feel to this as she recalls Wes/Fred.
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