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Title: Fan Boy's Wet Dream
Author: snogged
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns them all. I own nothing. The base image for the art used is the Japanese singer Gackt and someone else. I don't own them either.
Pairing: Oz/Andrew
Rating: R/NC-17; implied sexual situations, m/m
Author’s Notes: forpurpledodah of course!
Artwork is worksafe. Just sexy, shirtless boys :) The fic probably isn't though ;)
“So I heard you’ve had sex with Spike? What was that like? Did that happen before Willow? I heard you dated her once. Isn’t it weird that your both gay now?”
The questions had spewed from his mouth before he had a chance to stop them. He had just met the famous Oz, Zen master of the werewolves, because Buffy had flown him in for a special assignment. It wasn’t like this sort of thing happened on a daily basis.
Oz’s lips crinkled into a half smile and he brushed his fingers across Andrew’s shoulder. Andrew flinched, feeling nervous.
“Yeah.”
Andrew felt his insides melt and his brain was instantly filled with dirty fantasies. This guy was so worth his fan boy attention. The way his mouth wrapped around words and how he conveyed his messages without really needing to say anything at all.
Oz took note of the dreamy look in Andrew’s eyes and captured the boy’s lips in a demanding kiss.
Andrew surrendered, eagerly anticipating future nakedness with the wolf that nailed the vampire god of sex.
Oz pulled away briefly and Andrew stuck out his bottom lip in disappointment. Oz chuckled and waggled his eyebrows.
“Did Spike also a mention the three-way I had with Wesley?”
Andrew’s eyes grew wide and he nearly came in his pants. He was never going to underestimate the sexual prowess of a werewolf ever again.
purps_a_palooza, a very sweet yet appropriately dirty community that celebrated all things purpledodahTitle: Fan Boy's Wet Dream
Author: snogged
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns them all. I own nothing. The base image for the art used is the Japanese singer Gackt and someone else. I don't own them either.
Pairing: Oz/Andrew
Rating: R/NC-17; implied sexual situations, m/m
Author’s Notes: for
purpledodah of course!Artwork is worksafe. Just sexy, shirtless boys :) The fic probably isn't though ;)
“So I heard you’ve had sex with Spike? What was that like? Did that happen before Willow? I heard you dated her once. Isn’t it weird that your both gay now?”
The questions had spewed from his mouth before he had a chance to stop them. He had just met the famous Oz, Zen master of the werewolves, because Buffy had flown him in for a special assignment. It wasn’t like this sort of thing happened on a daily basis.
Oz’s lips crinkled into a half smile and he brushed his fingers across Andrew’s shoulder. Andrew flinched, feeling nervous.
“Yeah.”
Andrew felt his insides melt and his brain was instantly filled with dirty fantasies. This guy was so worth his fan boy attention. The way his mouth wrapped around words and how he conveyed his messages without really needing to say anything at all.
Oz took note of the dreamy look in Andrew’s eyes and captured the boy’s lips in a demanding kiss.
Andrew surrendered, eagerly anticipating future nakedness with the wolf that nailed the vampire god of sex.
Oz pulled away briefly and Andrew stuck out his bottom lip in disappointment. Oz chuckled and waggled his eyebrows.
“Did Spike also a mention the three-way I had with Wesley?”
Andrew’s eyes grew wide and he nearly came in his pants. He was never going to underestimate the sexual prowess of a werewolf ever again.