LMM 584: Tarmac

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 irrepressible one.

584
Tarmac

A warm hand patted Jacques’ cheek, bringing him out of a dozy haze. He pulled Argent more firmly to his side and peered around the empty plane. “Ricker Thunderhoof, I presume?”

“Call me Colt.”

By the time he’d successfully disentangled Jacques, his partner was there to receive Argent.

Jacques moved stiffly to the plane’s dinky WC and emerged feeling more ready to face their journey’s next leg. “Well, gentlemen? How do you want me?”

Colt asked, “Do you ride?”

“Are you asking after my posting… or preferred positions?”

Hallow blushed.

Colt’s smile widened. “It seems Sinder wasn’t exaggerating about you.”

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Posted: May 2, 2023
Prompt: “dozy haze,” suggested by Jen
Words: 100

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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.

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