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crack_van2004-10-04 11:10 pm
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How to Make an Irish Coffee by Sleeps With Coyotes (NC17)
Fandom: HIGHLANDER
Pairing: Duncan/Methos
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ciceqi
Author Website: Blood, Love & Rhetoric
Why this must be read: It's fun, incredibly sexy, romantic, and it has whipped cream. :)
Hi, I'm BeeeJ, and I'll be driving the Highlander van for the month of October. To begin with, I'm going to reach back to some of the stories I read when I first succumbed to this crazy little thing called slash.
Sleeps With Coyotes has written many wonderful stories, and I urge you to check out her site if you haven't already, and to revisit it if you haven't in a while. "How to Make an Irish Coffee" satisfies two of my personal kinks: it's a first time fic, and it's a food fic - er, sorta. *g* A very groggy Duncan wakes up to find a grumpy Methos pulling on his clothes and leaving. Unfortunately, Duncan can't remember a thing that happened the night before.
//I wonder where he's going in such a hurry,// Duncan frowned to himself and let the blankets fall. Rubbing at his eyes, he looked around him slowly, half a dozen anomalies presenting themselves to him in a jumbled rush. The bed was a mess. There were at least two empty bottles of a very fine whiskey sitting out by the couch, a pair of coffee mugs by the bed, and when he stiffly forced himself to sit up, a can of whipped cream he certainly didn't remember purchasing was sent skittering across the floor when he accidentally kicked it.
How to Make an Irish Coffee
Pairing: Duncan/Methos
Author on LJ:
ciceqiAuthor Website: Blood, Love & Rhetoric
Why this must be read: It's fun, incredibly sexy, romantic, and it has whipped cream. :)
Hi, I'm BeeeJ, and I'll be driving the Highlander van for the month of October. To begin with, I'm going to reach back to some of the stories I read when I first succumbed to this crazy little thing called slash.
Sleeps With Coyotes has written many wonderful stories, and I urge you to check out her site if you haven't already, and to revisit it if you haven't in a while. "How to Make an Irish Coffee" satisfies two of my personal kinks: it's a first time fic, and it's a food fic - er, sorta. *g* A very groggy Duncan wakes up to find a grumpy Methos pulling on his clothes and leaving. Unfortunately, Duncan can't remember a thing that happened the night before.
//I wonder where he's going in such a hurry,// Duncan frowned to himself and let the blankets fall. Rubbing at his eyes, he looked around him slowly, half a dozen anomalies presenting themselves to him in a jumbled rush. The bed was a mess. There were at least two empty bottles of a very fine whiskey sitting out by the couch, a pair of coffee mugs by the bed, and when he stiffly forced himself to sit up, a can of whipped cream he certainly didn't remember purchasing was sent skittering across the floor when he accidentally kicked it.
How to Make an Irish Coffee
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