My Newest Louigan Fic
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Her unseen dance partner's mouth drew close enough for his lips to brush against her jawline, and he made a soft purring sound against her jaw. She could hear that it was a prelude to actual speech… probably a proposition or maybe an introduction.
She could also feel his facial hair brush against her skin when he did it, and just like that, the magic spell was instantly broken.
Louise had never developed an attraction to facial hair. For the most part she associated it with her father and to completely familial feelings and memories, certainly nothing that would inspire romantic or sexual urges. Mustaches were for playing ‘Guess the Food Caught in Dad's Stache,’ not for adorning the lips of anyone she might kiss or fantasize about kissing. Besides, she had a fiancé at home, and it wouldn't be right to let this go any further, would it?
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When Louise and Logan reconnect as adults, Logan has grown the goatee he mentioned in It's a Stunterful Life. Louise has never had a thing for facial hair, but...
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