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potentiality_26) wrote2017-01-05 07:58 pm
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Entry tags:
- ao3,
- character: chester king,
- character: dean baker,
- character: eggsy unwin,
- character: harry hart,
- character: lancelot,
- character: merlin,
- character: michelle unwin,
- character: percival,
- character: roxy morton,
- comm: hc_bingo,
- community,
- fandom: kingsman,
- fanfic,
- genre: alternate universe,
- length: very long,
- pairing: harry/eggsy,
- rating: nc-17,
- slash
Fic: Until I Saw Your Face
Title: Until I Saw Your Face
Fandom: Kingsman
Pairing/Characters: Eggsy Unwin/Harry Hart + Ensemble
Summary: Harry just needs somewhere to lay low and patch himself up. He isn't expecting to meet someone who fascinates him, or to run into that someone again and again.
Rating: NC-17
Length: Very Long (103,322 words)
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me.
Notes/Warnings: Prostitution, canon-typical violence, minor character death, light dom/sub and bondage (this fic is not at all as a kinky as that makes it sound); written as an H/C bingo straight line extra for "disappearing", "secret allies", "wild card" (prostitution), "fighting" and "touch-starved"; not Brit-picked. (Or very well researched. Sorry.)
Excerpt: Harry offered the first figure that came into his head. Judging from the way the boy's eyes widened, it was far too high.
Fandom: Kingsman
Pairing/Characters: Eggsy Unwin/Harry Hart + Ensemble
Summary: Harry just needs somewhere to lay low and patch himself up. He isn't expecting to meet someone who fascinates him, or to run into that someone again and again.
Rating: NC-17
Length: Very Long (103,322 words)
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me.
Notes/Warnings: Prostitution, canon-typical violence, minor character death, light dom/sub and bondage (this fic is not at all as a kinky as that makes it sound); written as an H/C bingo straight line extra for "disappearing", "secret allies", "wild card" (prostitution), "fighting" and "touch-starved"; not Brit-picked. (Or very well researched. Sorry.)
Excerpt: Harry offered the first figure that came into his head. Judging from the way the boy's eyes widened, it was far too high.
He said, “I know a place,” a little too quickly. “Let me just…” He took out his phone and fired off several texts in quick succession. “One of my stepdad’s mates works in a- a hotel real close to here.” From his stutter, Harry guessed that it wasn’t a very high class establishment- but then if Harry had wanted high class he would have sought it out himself. Somewhere where they had seen everything, where they looked the other way without question- that was what Harry needed at the moment, and his knowledge of such areas in London was unfortunately lacking.
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