027 & 028: Jeeves & Wooster
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vocab_drabblesTitle: Adulation
Fandom: Jeeves & Wooster
Rating: Mature
Length: 600
Pairing: Bertie/Jeeves
Notes: Implied anal sex. Nothing graphic.
Summary: Bertie is stuck in a wall.
Title: Fugacious
Fandom: Jeeves & Wooster
Rating: Gen
Length: 200
Summary: Jeeves proposes a wager.
“The American president Thomas Jefferson once wrote ‘The wealth acquired by speculation and plunder, is fugacious in its nature, and fills society with the spirit of gambling,’” remarked Jeeves as he and I stood on the balcony overlooking the casino floor.
I hummed. “I don’t suppose he had anything pithy to say about wealth acquired by the exploitation and enslavement of one’s fellow human beings.”
“If he did, I’m ignorant of it,” answered Jeeves. “But, speaking of the spirit of gambling,” he held up a chip. “I propose a wager, sir.”
I had an inkling of what the proposal would entail but noblesse oblige begged indulgent benevolence as well as feigned ignorance.
“I’ll entertain the proposal.”
“I shall take this down to that roulette table, and if I win, then the,” he coughed discreetly, “cape you are currently wearing will be donated to the deserving poor.”
“You really hate it, don’t you?” I plucked at the gold-fringed raiment. “I thought it gave some something of a sorcerer’s air. You know, man of mystery and all that.”
“Some mysteries are better left undiscovered, sir.”
“Very well. You’ve a deal. Now go press your luck. I’ll watch from here.”
“Thank you, sir.”
Fandom: Jeeves & Wooster
Rating: Mature
Length: 600
Pairing: Bertie/Jeeves
Notes: Implied anal sex. Nothing graphic.
Summary: Bertie is stuck in a wall.
Title: Fugacious
Fandom: Jeeves & Wooster
Rating: Gen
Length: 200
Summary: Jeeves proposes a wager.
“The American president Thomas Jefferson once wrote ‘The wealth acquired by speculation and plunder, is fugacious in its nature, and fills society with the spirit of gambling,’” remarked Jeeves as he and I stood on the balcony overlooking the casino floor.
I hummed. “I don’t suppose he had anything pithy to say about wealth acquired by the exploitation and enslavement of one’s fellow human beings.”
“If he did, I’m ignorant of it,” answered Jeeves. “But, speaking of the spirit of gambling,” he held up a chip. “I propose a wager, sir.”
I had an inkling of what the proposal would entail but noblesse oblige begged indulgent benevolence as well as feigned ignorance.
“I’ll entertain the proposal.”
“I shall take this down to that roulette table, and if I win, then the,” he coughed discreetly, “cape you are currently wearing will be donated to the deserving poor.”
“You really hate it, don’t you?” I plucked at the gold-fringed raiment. “I thought it gave some something of a sorcerer’s air. You know, man of mystery and all that.”
“Some mysteries are better left undiscovered, sir.”
“Very well. You’ve a deal. Now go press your luck. I’ll watch from here.”
“Thank you, sir.”
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