So THIS FIC is naughty. In the best of ways. Future Klaine, NC-17. Leather pants. Eyeliner. Sex in a bar's bathroom. Do I need to say more?
And remember to leave comments - that's how you make writers want to write you more things! (And for pity's sake DON'T REPLY WITH HOW YOU WANT MORE. That's so freaking irritating. We all want more. It's called your Id. You can't live by your Id or you die of syphilis at 32 in a back alley with your face covered in sores and a false metal nose held onto your face by a rotten leather strap over your dirty, oily hair. Is this what you want for yourself?)
And remember to leave comments - that's how you make writers want to write you more things! (And for pity's sake DON'T REPLY WITH HOW YOU WANT MORE. That's so freaking irritating. We all want more. It's called your Id. You can't live by your Id or you die of syphilis at 32 in a back alley with your face covered in sores and a false metal nose held onto your face by a rotten leather strap over your dirty, oily hair. Is this what you want for yourself?)
- Spock is::
naughty
'Oos dis bint, then?
stoney321- Laura Stone
- Hey, Don't Judge Me
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*throws everything away and reads*
HEE!