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crack_van2007-01-02 10:12 pm
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Cakes and Ale by Torch (R)
Fandom: FROM EROICA WITH LOVE
Pairing: Klaus/Dorian
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
flambeau
Author Website: the flambeau factory
Why this must be read:
Klaus has a bit too much to drink and wakes up in bed with Dorian the next morning. The rest of the story is Klaus steadfastly trying to forget what he knows happened. The story is fun and interesting, as we inch slowly closer to discovering what happened between them.
"Hell." Klaus imagined his tongue as a small, brown, crackling leaf. He desperately wanted water. He also, now that he thought about it, desperately needed to take a leak. At times, the human body seemed extremely badly designed.
He looked around the room, trying to find some trace of his shirt, but he didn't see it anywhere. That meant he'd wandered through his ancestral castle last night wearing a ripped undershirt, accompanied by Eroica, and they'd gone into his bedroom together.... Klaus slammed his head back against the wall with some force, but the pain wasn't enough to distract him. His only hope now was that everybody else had been even more intoxicated, and in no state to notice.
No, no shirt, but there were two empty champagne bottles halfway under the bed. No glasses. Klaus had a sudden, vivid memory of tilting his head back, pouring champagne down his throat. He wondered if he could make it a rule that no agents under his command were allowed to get married. Or perhaps just a personal vow never to touch alcohol again would suffice.
Cakes and ale
Pairing: Klaus/Dorian
Author on LJ:
flambeauAuthor Website: the flambeau factory
Why this must be read:
Klaus has a bit too much to drink and wakes up in bed with Dorian the next morning. The rest of the story is Klaus steadfastly trying to forget what he knows happened. The story is fun and interesting, as we inch slowly closer to discovering what happened between them.
"Hell." Klaus imagined his tongue as a small, brown, crackling leaf. He desperately wanted water. He also, now that he thought about it, desperately needed to take a leak. At times, the human body seemed extremely badly designed.
He looked around the room, trying to find some trace of his shirt, but he didn't see it anywhere. That meant he'd wandered through his ancestral castle last night wearing a ripped undershirt, accompanied by Eroica, and they'd gone into his bedroom together.... Klaus slammed his head back against the wall with some force, but the pain wasn't enough to distract him. His only hope now was that everybody else had been even more intoxicated, and in no state to notice.
No, no shirt, but there were two empty champagne bottles halfway under the bed. No glasses. Klaus had a sudden, vivid memory of tilting his head back, pouring champagne down his throat. He wondered if he could make it a rule that no agents under his command were allowed to get married. Or perhaps just a personal vow never to touch alcohol again would suffice.
Cakes and ale