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Author: Guede Mazaka
Rating: PG-13. Incest.
Pairing: Connor/Murphy
Disclaimer: Hoo. If they were mine, I'd never have to work because of the home-DVD profits.
Summary: It's simple, really.
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"Like a popsicle. You go in, you go out--ow! Damn it, Murph, there's no fucking teeth involved!" Connor shot back into his seat so hard the metal began to creak.
And Murphy moved with him, sliding forward on knees so fast that denim or no, he had to be skinning himself. Not that it showed. Seemed he'd gotten the hang of the tongue-part, and Connor hadn't even gotten to that bit of explanation yet.
"Oh, hell, that's better. Still think it's a dirty thing?" Grinning, Connor let himself flop and buried his fingers in Murphy's hair.
The answer was a definite negative, even though it didn't involve words.
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