Time Laced with Pain
Not mine. Never will be.
Beta’d by tabaqui.
For lostakasha and
Male character they want paired with Angel: Xander
Things they want in the fic: breathlessness, laughter
Things they *don't* want in the fic: character bashing, non-con
Preferred maximum rating: NC-17
You’re made of my rib
or baby …
You’re made of my sin
And I can’t tell where your lust ends
And where your love begins.
( Angel wrapped his fingers around the neck of his bottle, imagining for a moment that it was the fragile bones and flesh of the human that tracked them without fail across the continent.Collapse )
Hope that works for you, Annie.
And for ... *cough* ... anyone else that happens by to read.