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[Nov. 5th, 2005|09:03 pm] |
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Original poster: rantipole_ Warnings: Perversion of Religion, AU, non-con, chan, mild S/M, general wierdness
Rating: NC-17
Words: 2047
Notes: For sucial_fly, whose idea got me started, (though she can’t have been expecting anything like this!) And for chruchofsnarry, sine qua non.
( His first memory was of incense, a smoke that tingled inside his nose, the most powerful scent he had ever smelled, spicy, lovely; it made his head spin. And he was convinced that he had gone to heaven, because he could not believe that such a thing existed in the ordinary world. ) |
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