Do you ever have plans to write a nsfw drabble about Segundus all open-mouthed and soft-eyed with red cheeks and tousled hair, leaning breathlessly into every touch and making noises without even realising he’s doing so. And as Childermass caresses Segundus’ cheek, Segundus blindly seeks Childermass’ hand with his lips, wanting only skin and warmth and Segundus’ eyes are dark dark dark, his gaze falling on Childermass like a prayer.
But you find you don’t have time to write anything?









