Sep. 7th, 2013
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The cow creamer is put to new uses...
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“You are bally gorgeous. I want you…I have never wanted anything or anyone more. You must know that. You blasted know everything else. But I wanted you to be free. Why are you still here?”
Jeeves ran the back of his fingers down Bertie’s naked breast to the waist of his loose linen trousers, then leaned forward and kissed him again. The slender man made an urgent noise as their legs tangled. “You taste like honey. Dates and honey.”
The Mystery of the Valet in the Night Time
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A Jeeves and Wooster photo story in artsy historically accurate black and white. (It’s like Spindrift, but without those pesky words!). This is the first real photo story I've done with Bertie and Reginald, so I would totally love it if you would take a look, old chaps.
Title: The Mystery of the Valet in the Night Time
Synopsowhatsit: Why, exactly would one's valet appear in the bedchamber wearing not his usual valet-ish garb, but only his long and revelatory undergarments? In which a Rex West novel is hastily discarded, Jeeves smirks, and Bertie boggles.
Rating: PG. Since one would never bandy a gentleman’s personal gentleman’s name (or pictorial likeness), anything too unseemly is left subtly implied.

( click fruity pictures and delish Jeevsian pectorals )
Title: The Mystery of the Valet in the Night Time
Synopsowhatsit: Why, exactly would one's valet appear in the bedchamber wearing not his usual valet-ish garb, but only his long and revelatory undergarments? In which a Rex West novel is hastily discarded, Jeeves smirks, and Bertie boggles.
Rating: PG. Since one would never bandy a gentleman’s personal gentleman’s name (or pictorial likeness), anything too unseemly is left subtly implied.
