Author's Note: This was written for the Goldenlake SMACKDOWN but I missed the flood days, so i'm posting this now.

Warning: slash and some sexual references.

I am not Tamora Pierce


In the past Dom had remembered his friendly tussles in the hay loft to be fun. Before they had been filled with eloquent ladies of the Queen's Ladies, rough Rider women who wanted a bit of fun after a day in the saddle, and even once an interesting evening with a lady knight. Each time he had gazed down at them and couldn't help but smile as the hay framed their crowns of hair and stuck to their smooth, bare skin.

This was a completely new experience for him though. Hay really wasn't all it was cracked up to be. The loose hay would bunch up under him making lumps that dug into his kidneys and single strands of it would fold up and stab his bare back. To say the least it was uncomfortable.

He could ignore that though. All he had to do was help Evin shuck off his clothes and in no time Dom would be leaning up to catch Evin's lips on his own.

The hayloft could still be fun.