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2015-08-01 01:48 pm (UTC)
Re: FILL: A Helping Hand (Childermass/Norrell, 3 of 3)
OP is full of gratitude!! Thank you so much for this lovely lovely fill.
...then spent the next hour mentally cursing both Childermass and himself because Childermass did as he was told.
Oh gosh. They are so perfect.
The jam licking KILLED me. I am replying from beyond the grave.
Childermass getting to drink hot chocolate and being all smiley about it <3 <3 <3
He lay back on the pillow and thought about it, spreading his thighs impatiently to show Childermass where he was needed.
THIS. There are no words.
I am still floating about with joy that Childermass bathed him (and MASSAGED. HIS. HANDS). My fluff meter blew up!
BONUS RIMMING! (Seriously, I am such a whore for rimming, thank you, THANK YOU!)
"You can keep the 'sir' for when we're being polite."
Can no longer type. I have been sucked into another dimension.
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Re: FILL: A Helping Hand (Childermass/Norrell, 3 of 3)
...then spent the next hour mentally cursing both Childermass and himself because Childermass did as he was told.
Oh gosh. They are so perfect.
The jam licking KILLED me. I am replying from beyond the grave.
Childermass getting to drink hot chocolate and being all smiley about it <3 <3 <3
He lay back on the pillow and thought about it, spreading his thighs impatiently to show Childermass where he was needed.
THIS. There are no words.
I am still floating about with joy that Childermass bathed him (and MASSAGED. HIS. HANDS). My fluff meter blew up!
BONUS RIMMING! (Seriously, I am such a whore for rimming, thank you, THANK YOU!)
"You can keep the 'sir' for when we're being polite."
Can no longer type. I have been sucked into another dimension.