Suanne Laqueur

A Plump of Woodcocks Suanne Laqueur

So this is another f**ktn of gratuitous boning with the Venery boys.




That's it, that's the blurb. If you're new here, you've been warned. This is pure, shameless fluff. It doesn't fit anywhere or take the place of anything in the Venery novels. It just is what it is.




The bathroom was steamy and dark, a lit candle on the edge of the sink. Jav lolled in the tub, his hair slicked back. Stef brought in more candles and poured out two shots of rum to chug, then more generous tots to sip. He sat on the bathmat and read out loud. Jav rested an arm on the ledge of the tub, cheek on his bicep, damp fingers playing with a fold of Stef's shirt. The walls of the little room drew close. Even the fixtures seemed to lean on their elbows and listen.




"This is nice," Jav said softly, drawing up Stef's neck and behind his ear.




For people who like this sort of thing, this is the sort of thing they will like.




Contains adults being nice to each other in adult situations using adult language.