RECIPIENT:
alexalgebra.
TITLE: Cosmopolitan Blood Loss.
AUTHOR:
inamorate via
fght_ffyrdmnsRATING: R. Mature themes, yes?
PAIRING: Someone/Brendon. Pick-your-own, 'cause I couldn’t decide.
POV: Third.
SUMMARY: AU. A doctor and his patient.
DISCLAIMER: Hahaha, absolutely not. I own nothing, I know nothing. If you’re here ‘cause you googled your name (or your friends, record label, band mates or co-workers), please go back. You don’t want to know what I write about you. Seriously.
WARNINGS: Err, it’s kind of a fetish-based fic, so. There’s that. Also, if you are squicked by blood-letting/leeches, you probably don’t want to read this, unless you’ve got a thing for being squicked, like my Brendon. xD
A/N: [Title stolen from a glassJAw song.] Around 1300 words of medical fetish fic (with a little bit of feelings, I couldn’t help it!) for
alexalgebra. Merry Christmas, Alex! I hope this is to your liking.
Don't kick me if it sucks, 'kay? ;) Keep an eye out, too, because there may or may not be a longer AU 'verse with a bit more variety in topic coming out sooner or later, because I started another story for you and it never got finished. Love and other good things also go out to Rit
sympathynotlove, Claire
rytosis, Sam
sam_i_am_not_2, and anyone else who listened to me freak out about writing this. ♥
( onwards, readers! )