Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the blue-eyed one.
Dare to Bare
“You’ll wear one?”
“Naturellement! I am the swim club’s founder and primary lecturer.”
Josheb peeled out of his shirt. “Does that rig come in blue?”
“Oui. I know just the shade.” He selected the one that would best set off the American’s eyes. “Pants. Off.”
“Feeling shy?” Jacques glanced back and lightly remarked, “Sonnet and I do know what little boys are made of.”
Josheb’s gaze had a pleading quality.
Jacques sighed. “Are you wary of me? Trust yourself to Sonnet, and I’ll keep my back turned.”
“It’s not that…!” With a sheepish look, Josheb muttered, “Caleb doesn’t know….”
Posted: April 25, 2022
Prompt: That’s what little boys/girls are made of, suggested by Bri
Summary: Jacques Smythe brazens his way into Stately House and shows no sign of departing. Like it or not, Lord Mettlebright has himself a butler. An Amaranthine Saga Serial. [Humor, Drama, Family] Begins here. You can suggest a prompt here. To scroll through archived chapters, use the Lord Mettlebright’s Man tag.