felt still rather like a man waiting for the axeman’s blade to drop; his body
had become accustomed to this breakneck coltish pace, and nothing had convinced
it yet that the danger had passed.
some mid-episode-87 percahlia. 1.5k words. gentle pwp guest starring a Very Bad Nautical Joke* and a copious helping of fluff. explicit, but not as explicit as some things i have written! enjoy.
*to fans of patrick o’brian: sorry. you can already guess what joke it is.