Ficlet: Neal/Moz

At Panera. And I managed to snag the Good Table (I may have hip-checked an old lady and a dude with a baby, but w/e, they were totally eying my outlet). I think I will stay here all day. It is time to write strap-on porn, bitches! \o/

In the meantime, I found this - a little snippet from a fic that died (may it RIP). I liked it, tho, so I thought I'd share it! :D

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( But you hate dancing. )

What fics are you guys working on? My list of things-to-write has become intimidatingly long. O.o But I am excited about ALL of them, so that helps. :D