BY YOUR COMMAND - Static ARCHIVE

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AYELET'S FICTION

RATINGS USED

ADULT CONTENT contains graphic sex or violence (or both)

Adult Concepts contains some sex, some violence, or strong language

G is suitable for anyone to read

 

1 story by this author

 

Have I Made A Match For You
Adult Concepts
Apollo/Other

Author's Note: This needs a little explaining first. Kyle is my baby. Well, actually, he's the big brother I gave Starbuck (as a birthday present, you see. I was feeling generous). Um, if anyone's interested, he's introduced in my story "Caprica Day" (On the BSG Fanfic archives), and I'm working on his comeback to Starbuck's life these days. Anyway! To make a long story short, he was thought dead when Starbuck was 12, and this is set after he's back. I think that about covers it, no?
Okay, now I think you know all the things you need to know. Remember, this is my *first* slash story, so be nice. ;) On behalf on the Captain and crew of the Galactica, have a nice reading. :)
Apollo/Kyle Slash. You asked for this, Sanna, you have no one to blame but yourself. And, well, Apollo, obviously. Skinny little brat.