random Outlander fic
When Jamie is in the prison:
"I'd ask a favor, John."
Lord John suppressed a flinch, dreading not what Jamie would ask of him but the very real possibility that he wouldn't be able to deny it.
The large hands were lax, dangling loosely between the man's knees, a tanned and scarred complement to the rough woolen breeches. "Don't tell Willy who ( Read more... )
"I'd ask a favor, John."
Lord John suppressed a flinch, dreading not what Jamie would ask of him but the very real possibility that he wouldn't be able to deny it.
The large hands were lax, dangling loosely between the man's knees, a tanned and scarred complement to the rough woolen breeches. "Don't tell Willy who ( Read more... )
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John!! Jamie!! *Squeeeeeeeeees*
Err ahem, I officially love you madam. You own my soul.
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