Feb. 26th, 2013

nothingtoregret: (Alex)
Rating: 15
Word Count: 1,916
Summary: After the day they've had, Alex decides that he should take care of Milos for once. And (for once) he means it properly.
Notes: Milos's sleepy question is reference to this older piece.

Alex cleared the distance between their desks in two easy strides and wrapped his fingers around Milos’s narrow wrist as the elf took his motorbike key from his desk drawer. "Where do you think you’re going?" )


nothingtoregret: Spiky-haired AI woman with a painted face. (Default)
Something witty that way went.

About The Author

Totally non-professional webauthor, writer of original fiction, gamer and professional spam-swatter.

Has a head filled with elves, bad-tempered government agents and motorbikes.

Possesses a ridiculous love of flat-pack furniture.


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