I have no excuse. Like, none. I was talking to Pond! This is the kind of shit that happens when you do that!
Her contribution is a little less. Um. Hard? A Size That Suits You.
Fine Young Knives
Supernatural. Sam/Dean/John. NC-17. ~400 words.
"Your brother needs you, Sam. You've got to learn that."
( Read me. )
Her contribution is a little less. Um. Hard? A Size That Suits You.
Fine Young Knives
Supernatural. Sam/Dean/John. NC-17. ~400 words.
"Your brother needs you, Sam. You've got to learn that."
( Read me. )