FIC: A Question of Compromise (6/?) [SGA RPF, Jason/David/Joe, Adult]

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Title: A Question of Compromise (6/?)
Author: darkrose
Fandom: SGA RPF (AU)
Pairings/Characters: David Hewlett/Jason Momoa/Joe Flanigan (This chapter also: Michael Shanks/Amanda Tapping/Joe Flanigan)
Length: ~3800 words
Rating: Adult
Summary: David, Jason and Joe arrive in LA for the New Media Expo. Fortunately, at least one of them knows what's going on.
Disclaimer: Not RL; didn't happen. If you think this has anything to do with the real actors involved, then you really need to put down the crack pipe. Seriously.
Warnings: Slavefic (inherent non-con), BDSM

Notes: The Michael Shanks appearing here is not at all the same as villeinage's Michael Shanks in Given.

I totally and completely blame poisontaster and her CWRPS series A Kept Boy, which made me want to write about the SGA actors in her universe. This is all her fault. Thanks also to telesilla for the beta.

Previous parts can be found here. A who's who with pictures can be found here.

The title is from the Duran Duran song, "Skin Trade"

"So you're okay with us whoring you out?"

Fic: A Lost Boy, Chapter 14

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Title: A Lost Boy
Author: AngiePen
Pairing: Liam Neeson/Orlando Bloom, minor Liam/Johnny Depp, plus a few other pair-ups among the supporting characters.
Rating: NC-17 overall
Summary: Slave Orlando's been taken and the kidnappers aren't interested in ransom. And of course Master Liam's thundering rage is only at the personal insult, that someone would disrespect him by daring to touch his property.
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone you recognize. I know nothing about their social lives or sexual activities, more's the pity. This is fiction, period. It is done as a labor of love and I make no money from it.
Notes: 1) Set in poisontaster's Kept Boy universe -- FAQ here. See Chapter 1 for more notes.
2) This is the last chapter I wrote in October. More in December, after NaNo. Thanks for your patience. [grin/hide]

Previous Chapters: One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelve, Thirteen



"I'm still not convinced this is a good idea," Thewlis said softly.

He and Lord Neeson were approaching the back entrance to what had once been an upscale department store in a busy mall in east San Jose. The mall was closed and the area around it run-down and crime-ridden. Thewlis had gotten word that one of the floating clubs was going to be there that weekend, and had made the mistake of mentioning it in the next day's report to his employer, rather than investigating and then delivering the results.

His Lordship, who'd been winding himself ever-tighter, like a spring about to snap over the more than two weeks since his Orlando had been taken, had stated that he was going along, in a tone of voice which allowed for absolutely no possibility of contradiction.

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