Final gift for kestrelsan

Title:'C'hange or "How the Guitar Hero Gets His Bitch"
Author:tru_faith_lost
Genre: SNRPS
Pairings: JA/JP
Rating:NC-17 to be safe
Words: 8700
Summary: Love's not all fun and games. It wends in broken melodies plucked on strings held down and stretched out by an ever-tightening whammy bar, all in the key of ‘C’. It’s the only key on the ring, profound as the scarlet letter in the way it pervades. And yet, it’s just a letter. The word never crosses their lips. NOT A DEATHFIC!
Thanks: To ysbail for beta and rejeneration for hand-holding. Also everyone on my filter. *smishes*
Disclaimer: It's fiction. Nothing more. No money's trading hands. I also alluded to a Scorpions song. I don't own "Wind of Change." And I used lyrics from "Cannonball" by Damien Rice. I only wish I could be so eloquent.
Dedication: For kestrelsan who wanted "J2 or J3 kink, medium spicy." This is way more than just a little kink fic, I'm afraid, because I'm long-winded. But I think it meets the kink requirement in at least a few parts. I'm not sure it ever gets to medium spicy, though. I hope you like it anyway. The icons at the end are also for you, darlin', because you wanted some of those, too, but I'll admit they're nothing much.

 ( Listen to the wind... )

Posted here and in my LJ today, cross-posted everywhere tomorrow. Merry Christmas!

Final gift for kestrelsan

Title:'C'hange or "How the Guitar Hero Gets His Bitch"
Author:tru_faith_lost
Genre: SNRPS
Pairings: JA/JP
Rating:NC-17 to be safe
Words: 8700
Summary: Love's not all fun and games. It wends in broken melodies plucked on strings held down and stretched out by an ever-tightening whammy bar, all in the key of ‘C’. It’s the only key on the ring, profound as the scarlet letter in the way it pervades. And yet, it’s just a letter. The word never crosses their lips. NOT A DEATHFIC!
Thanks: To ysbail for beta and rejeneration for hand-holding. Also everyone on my filter. *smishes*
Disclaimer: It's fiction. Nothing more. No money's trading hands. I also alluded to a Scorpions song. I don't own "Wind of Change." And I used lyrics from "Cannonball" by Damien Rice. I only wish I could be so eloquent.
Dedication: For kestrelsan who wanted "J2 or J3 kink, medium spicy." This is way more than just a little kink fic, I'm afraid, because I'm long-winded. But I think it meets the kink requirement in at least a few parts. I'm not sure it ever gets to medium spicy, though. I hope you like it anyway. The icons at the end are also for you, darlin', because you wanted some of those, too, but I'll admit they're nothing much.

 ( Listen to the wind... )

Posted here and in my LJ today, cross-posted everywhere tomorrow. Merry Christmas!