RAEG
1886
I woke surprisingly late on the morning of the twenty-ninth of December, 1886. Holmes lay above the blankets beside me without collar or cuffs, stripped to his waistcoat and propped up on one elbow, watching me carefully. I in no way objected to his presence - in fact, it had struck me sometime in mid-April of that year how very ( Read more... )
I woke surprisingly late on the morning of the twenty-ninth of December, 1886. Holmes lay above the blankets beside me without collar or cuffs, stripped to his waistcoat and propped up on one elbow, watching me carefully. I in no way objected to his presence - in fact, it had struck me sometime in mid-April of that year how very ( Read more... )
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Your imagery feels so... cozy
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And oh yes. Oh dear.
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You flatterer, you. By which I mean 'THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU'.
I'm glad that you hold such confidence. And that you share my love of teapot-brandy.
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