A/N: Umm....
Heh. The dialogue at the end comes from a lovely
p0rn0
discussion Candace and I had and it just seemed appropriate here
considering
that this fic is the promised payment for that lovely p0rn tape she
sent
me. The title comes from the song by The Starland Vocal Band, which
really
should be your first warning. In fact, my soundtrack while writing this
consisted of ABBA, The Bay City Rollers, The Doobie Brothers and The
Bee
Gees, among other artists. ("Spirit In the Sky" or "Rock Me Gently"
have
really good feels for the first part of this fic, just FYI in case
you're
really looking to get into the mood.)
Thanks to Darkamber for looking this over and letting me know that
while,
yes, it
is weird, it still works.
Candace, here's a big thank you for that wonderful tape. This one is
dedicated to you.
Pairing(s):
Deimos/Phobos/Strife
Warnings: NC-17, drug use, semi non-con, much making with the
m/m sex,
and really bad fashion sense. Future fic.
I don't own the boys (which they're probably very
grateful
for after this), I'm not making any money and no infringement is
intended.
Strife didn't react to
the movement,
seen out of the corner of his eye, mainly because he wasn't sure it was
real. Not that he'd ever admitted it to anyone, but even two months
after
that last Grateful Dead concert, he was still occasionally seeing
things
that weren't really there.