I could frakking
SWEAR I posted this here some time or another, but I've looked everywhere in my archives and, for the life of me, can NOT find it. So either I've lost my mind, or ... I'm senile. Either way, because I wanted to pimp it out over on SPN_Het, here, have a little John/Mary with your snowflake sugar cookies ...
Title: Buttercup
Author: Dodger Winslow
Genre: Het
Word Count: 11,200
Rating: Hard R or NC-17 ... I'm never quite sure what the diff is between them, so reader be warned.
Warnings: Language, Sex
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: I'm don't own the boys, I'm just stalking them for a while.
Author's Note: While I originally wrote this as a one-shot stand-alone, it has since been incorporated as a memory sequence in Skin Deep. So if you've read that one (what? I'm working on it, dammit!) and this one sounds familiar, that's why.
Summary: John remembers the last time he woke slowly; the last time he slipped into awareness instead of jolting there, senses already online and heart pounding before his eyes were even open. It had been the smell of fresh coffee that lured him out of the darkness, the scent of Mary’s skin that actually woke him. She was sitting beside him on the bed when he opened his eyes, one leg curled up under her body and her hair hanging in loose waves around her face as she passed the steaming mug back and forth under his nose. "Rise and shine, Buttercup," she said, watching him with that look in her eyes that said she had an agenda. "Mama needs a brand new pair of shoes ..."
( Buttercup )
Tags: john,
john/mary,
pre-series,
spn fic Current Mood: 
frustrated