[Broken Saints] untitled drabble
Aug. 23rd, 2008 03:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
valmoraI appear to be the first person to post a fic of this pairing in any even remotely public location, although that's not saying much, given how freaking difficult it is to find small-fandom fic at all these days.
That said, if anyone can find anything (except for the four Hassan-centric fics on FFN), I would be so extremely grateful as to, in fact, write something as a gift (terms to be negotiated upon delivery of links).
And that said -
untitled drabble, Broken Saints, 100 words, Oran Bajir/Raimi Matthews, very R, mild spoilers for the end of the series.
Disclaimer: Characters do not belong to me, nor does Broken Saints.
If it had ever occurred to Raimi that he would at some point in his life get fucked in the ass by a half-blind overmuscled one-handed Iraqi (ex-) terrorist, it would have been one of those “end-of-the-world-everything’s-going-wrong” scenarios (been there, done that, there is no t-shirt and it sucks). And it would never have crossed his mind that he would be okay with it.
Except here he is, living in (on an island named) Heaven, flat on his back with Oran’s dick sliding into him again, and again, and baby, those aren’t screams of pain Raimi can hear himself making.
That said, if anyone can find anything (except for the four Hassan-centric fics on FFN), I would be so extremely grateful as to, in fact, write something as a gift (terms to be negotiated upon delivery of links).
And that said -
untitled drabble, Broken Saints, 100 words, Oran Bajir/Raimi Matthews, very R, mild spoilers for the end of the series.
Disclaimer: Characters do not belong to me, nor does Broken Saints.
If it had ever occurred to Raimi that he would at some point in his life get fucked in the ass by a half-blind overmuscled one-handed Iraqi (ex-) terrorist, it would have been one of those “end-of-the-world-everything’s-going-wrong” scenarios (been there, done that, there is no t-shirt and it sucks). And it would never have crossed his mind that he would be okay with it.
Except here he is, living in (on an island named) Heaven, flat on his back with Oran’s dick sliding into him again, and again, and baby, those aren’t screams of pain Raimi can hear himself making.
