lass, babe, we got ourselves an offer (http://bedlamsbard.livejournal.com/347808.html?thread=2933152#t2933152). at this point i'll turn it over to you, because otherwise i'll just flap my hands and bluster.

we did not explicitly say, i think, but there is all the rumor. although. what's the yearspan you got between them running off and the mafia affair? because i've been dropping "fifteen years", but i feel we're not getting the build-up to that scale of job. i don't know, though.

is it bad i am kind of desperate to know how the shasta/cor thing played out in this 'verse? (and were edmund and susan involved?)


there's a moment where peter's frozen in surprise, then he starts kissing edmund back. his hair is soft between edmund's fingers when he pulls his brother's head down.

"ed," peter says against his mouth, pressing little kisses against edmund's bottom lip.

"pete," edmund says back. he reaches down one-handed for the edge of peter's sweatshirt, presses his fingers to the inch of hot skin between that and the top of peter's sweatpants.

peter hisses out a breath between his teeth and says, "have you ever --"

"no," edmund says, "but i know you have." he leans up to kiss peter again, sliding his hand up his brother's back, feeling the knobs of his spine.

"oh," peter says faintly, kissing him back. "okay, that's -- okay."

then edmund rolls them over.