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This is my due offerring for the Xmas Cracker challenge; hope my post is not too late for the early readers. I first intended to make several Pros animated "snow balls" and I did but I had forgotten it's not possible to connect to the pictures maker's site (which is needed) from my office computer , and since I have to work today... So I decided to give rather a story: short, slash and still unpublished.
Fandom: The Professionals (of course!)
Author: Francis Kerst
Genre: Slash
Pairing: Bodie/Cowley
Rating: Adult
Archive: Anywhere
Warning: It's undoubtedly and unredeemingly Bodie/Cowley and very slash indeed, though not graphic, or too much explicit. It's also quite sentimental, which is not my usual manner (the reason why I hadn't published it)..
Ideally, I should have done a Boxing Day story, but my change of mind was too late; no time left for that; So, just imagine it takes place today, only thirty two years ago.
The Core of the Matter
by Francis Kerst
In a rare move of abandon, Cowley rested his head on Bodie's shoulder. He looked exhausted. Age and pain showed cruelly on the craggy features.
Fine, thought Bodie, I can see what he'll be like when he's a hundred years old. ( Read more... )
This was an answer in a way, but not one he could welcome with a pure conscience.
I'd love to get feed-back, even from people who'd hate it
Fandom: The Professionals (of course!)
Author: Francis Kerst
Genre: Slash
Pairing: Bodie/Cowley
Rating: Adult
Archive: Anywhere
Warning: It's undoubtedly and unredeemingly Bodie/Cowley and very slash indeed, though not graphic, or too much explicit. It's also quite sentimental, which is not my usual manner (the reason why I hadn't published it)..
Ideally, I should have done a Boxing Day story, but my change of mind was too late; no time left for that; So, just imagine it takes place today, only thirty two years ago.
The Core of the Matter
by Francis Kerst
In a rare move of abandon, Cowley rested his head on Bodie's shoulder. He looked exhausted. Age and pain showed cruelly on the craggy features.
Fine, thought Bodie, I can see what he'll be like when he's a hundred years old. ( Read more... )
This was an answer in a way, but not one he could welcome with a pure conscience.
I'd love to get feed-back, even from people who'd hate it