by Celia Styles
Once they were settled back into the couch and watching TV, cuddled together in a mass of naked limbs and genitalia, Joanna thought to ask the question that had popped into her head only moments before.
“Can I write your story? Can I write about how you two became a couple?”
Brandon frowned and looked at her. Garrett’s expression was quite similar. “We aren’t out, Joanna. No one can know about this. Part of our contracts with Hunters is that we stay single as part of our image.”
Joanna sat up and shook her head wildly, eyes alight with excitement. “No one needs to know it is real! I have written a lot of stories about Fin and Duncan, no one would suspect that this particular one is true. But maybe one day when you do come out, you will be able to point to the story and avoid answering a lot of questions.”
Garrett raised an eyebrow. “This is for us, is it?”
Joanna laughed and shrugged. “And for me. Guys, that whole bondage, BDSM thing is really hot, and I am going to end up writing something similar anyway.”
They looked at each other before looking back at Joanna with the same blank expression on their faces. She got a little nervous that they were going to say no, but when Garrett smiled and nodded, she cheered and clapped her hands together.
“Yes, you can write it. As long as it stays fictionalized and it is about Fin and Duncan, not Brandon and Garrett.”
Joanna leaned forward and kissed him soundly on the mouth, happier than ever to be where she was at the moment. “I can’t believe that I am here right now,” She laughed incredulously.
Garrett laughed and kissed her mouth before leaning back and pulling her across his and Brandon’s laps.
“Believe it, powder puff,” he told her, “You won us over the moment you started rambling about why erotica saved your life.”
Joanna blushed. “Yeah, I like to ramble. Most of the time, I overshare. I can’t really help it.”
Brandon laughed and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her legs closer to him where they lay across his lap.
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Exactly twenty-four hours and eight rounds of rough sex later, after Garrett and Brandon brought Joanna back home Joanna sat at her laptop with a sultry smile on her face. She moved her hair out of her eyes and placed her fingers to the keyboard, beginning the story of the two deepest lovers she had ever met.
The hate they felt for one another was bested by nothing short of Zeus’s own mighty thunderbolts. But neither of them could deny the sex that filled the air every time they were in a room together.
Joanna smiled to herself. This was going to be her best story yet.
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[Author1]Oh my god, this is a fanfiction of Supernatural!Hahahaha, I love it!