Sorry for clogging up people's flists, but LJ is the place to go when you have a bad case of can't-sleep-to-save-your-life. And because it's been ages since I played around in a fandom that has a musical involved, I tied up my AtU fic. Chances are, I'll faceplant in a little while and wake wondering if I actually remembered to proofread the thing before posting. That's exactly what happened with Swimming Upstream, but I was kind of hoping people would be too distracted by the hot lesbian sex to notice a dropped comma or two.

Eh wot? You say the obvious solution is to stop posting fic while exhausted to the point of incapacitation? Piffle! I want to slap it on the Intarwebz now. And then I want an Oompa-Loompa and a trained squirrel and a silver mink coat.

Title: Uncharted
Pairing: Max/Jude/Prudence, shades of Max/Prudence and Max/OMC
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Don’t own ’em, making no profit off ’em, etc.
Word Count: 1,638

Summary: "You’re missing out," Prudence trilled again. "He’s really good in bed." And Max smirked and shrugged noncommittally. Jude still wasn’t sure whether to be concerned or intrigued.

( Uncharted )