Hot Inter-racial sex in 19th century New Orleans is simply not happening tonight.

Over two-thousand words worth of January and Shaw interaction, and they're still not having sex. *bangs head against desk* This may be because my main fantasy regarding Abishag Shaw involves a large bathtub and lots of scrubbing as opposed to actual sex, but I suspect it's largely because I suck at pr0n, even tasteful fade-to-black pr0n.

I swear I'm going to put the pointless Yuletide request slash away and go to bed like I should have hours ago before it sucked me in. Maybe the pr0n will come to me in a dream.

News Year's Resolution Fic: Barbara Hambly--January books

cross-posted to yuletide

Title: Dans le Défit de la Coutume
Fandom: Barbara Hambly: January Books
Recipient: Torch
Rating: PG-13/R-ish.
Pairing: Shaw/January (mentions of January/Rose and January/Hannibal)
Summary: Washing things clean, bandaging things up, and breaking customs.

Dans le Défit de la Coutume

My main fantasy featuring Abishag Shaw involves a bathtub, soap, and lots of scrubbing, and it's just possible that this comes across in the story. (note: fic takes place at the end of Wet Grave).