with slash, this time.
May. 14th, 2009 11:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I blame
ceredwensirius, who sicced this bunny at me. I don't think she cares, much, about the blame.
Title: Philos.
Pairings: James/Sirius/Remus.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Not me.
Summary: The slash version to this, so, 100 words of pwp. What summary?
Here among the dirt and congealing blood and splinters of wood, and the slow darkness of a moonless night, where it is allowed, permitted, possible, to forget that they are who they are, and be what they are, here and only here can he draw a smile from his mate with slow sucking kisses pressed to the scar running down his ribs—vicious slash that near tore his heart out—and adore his boy with gentle touches and a deft twist of the wrist—nothing hasty, and nothing unfamiliar—and curl to sleep, half-tame and half-wild, between master and mate.
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Title: Philos.
Pairings: James/Sirius/Remus.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Not me.
Summary: The slash version to this, so, 100 words of pwp. What summary?
Here among the dirt and congealing blood and splinters of wood, and the slow darkness of a moonless night, where it is allowed, permitted, possible, to forget that they are who they are, and be what they are, here and only here can he draw a smile from his mate with slow sucking kisses pressed to the scar running down his ribs—vicious slash that near tore his heart out—and adore his boy with gentle touches and a deft twist of the wrist—nothing hasty, and nothing unfamiliar—and curl to sleep, half-tame and half-wild, between master and mate.