sometimes I hate my muse

Back in October, I thought that after Nano I'd go on a nice short writing hiatus, just enough to get my brain back in gear. No writing for a week or so.

Yeah, right. Not this lady.

It started out when I was watching Angel and thinking that seen from one angle, Sheldon Sands and Lindsey MacDonald had a bit in common. Next thing I knew, I was writing a two-thousand-word-long steamy scene in a back alley that featured a few kinks too many. And that seemed to end by hinting at a sequel.

So. Will the OUATiM fandom be interested in such a piece? Or should I just shelf it, since I'm no good at lemons anyway? Decision, decisions...