#millshakers

hi! lewships is a newer concept so there aren’t a ton of fics (yet) but here are a few faithful writers who are slowly but surely adding to the universe!

Hey - look at me doing stuff and keeping a schedule! This is for the fic rec week for the Lewship community. So for today's rec, I wanted to recommend some drabbles people may have missed. So for this one, it's William x Miles's (Millshakers) two spicy drabbles from @lewmagoo! This is a pairing that we went a lil insane over earlier in the year and hopefully will make time for in the relatively near future for more. So the two are:

Miles 'praying' to William and William reciting the song of solomon during sex.

what you love about this story:

Because 1700s daddy kink fuckers! the language is so good and fragile, without drawing attention to itself. The tension between them in the first one is so hot, and so well built up. And Miles getting to be quite forward, taking what he wants and how it short circuits William's brain. And then having Miles showered in affection in the next one, that its so intense that it's emotional. just all the constant touches and the sweetness of them outside. They're a fun ship as they can be quite earnest with each other without it being OOC and Will just gives such different ship vibes than a lot of others, and it is really shown here. i need all the mythology/saints/fantasy au with these dudes i swear.

favorite line(s) from this story:

From the first story:

""dearest miles. i am just as much yours as you are mine," william breathes, lifting his hand, prepared to undo the button of his breeches, to allow miles to have him, all of him."

And second:

"miles sighs, hands sliding up to grip lightly at william's broad shoulders, concealing cords of muscle, built from years of working the land, axe wielding, backbreaking physical labour. but his hands, worn as they are, touch miles only with tenderness and adoration. never rough, never harsh."

William. Miles. Reciting the Song of Solomon during intimacy, either just one of them or both of them to each other. Let their left hand be under their head as their right hand embraces whom their soul loves! Let their figs ripen! Let them blow upon their gardens until their lips drip nectar and their heads are full of dew!

... Is this sexy anymore? Who knows! Just have at it.

by the light of the slowly rising sun, they worship one another.

hidden away in the forest, beneath the fir trees, bare as nature. laid upon a soft bed of moss, miles gazes up at the man hovering over him, his golden locks illuminated by the first rays of dawn, casting an angelic shimmer over the crown of his head. william smiles fondly, the corners of his eyes wrinkling, kindness set deep into the lines. this man of sorrow, of suffering, has finally found peace. his countenance glows with it. his lips are soft against miles heated flesh, kissing down the expanse of his neck, his collarbones, his chest.

as william speaks, uttering the ancient passage, his words are laced with conviction. "a bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts." a kiss is pressed right along the valley of miles' chest, before william kisses each dusky pink nipple. miles gasps softly, body arching into william's, tears gathering in his eyes. his hand lifts, tangling in those dark honeyed locks.

always! The tentative plan is Selkie done first, then 3 or so chapters of TAIM, and then Molly House. Below is literally all I have written for it but its two of the most enjoyable things i've ever done - i just adore them and it feels so fresh to write in this style. For those that don't know this is William x Miles, who survived TTOAL and was then were taken in and developed a relationship with Rhett, who was thrown into the hole in OR and landed in the past.

Will used to cross-dress in England in the old Molly Houses and this is the reveal of him to Rhett after Miles has got him ready for the first time. Then under the cut is the opening, but i'm fairly sure i've shared it in the past so it's here again as an extra :)

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William stepped out from behind the sheet that worked as a makeshift door, the former standing tall right behind him, looking somehow even more nervous yet still like a guard dog. He needn’t have worried. Rhett’s mother had bored him with stories of angels before she moved on to devils to scare him into upright Christian morality and poorly feigned belief. Turns out, all she had to do was show him these two men to believe. One now draped in the other’s loving, skilled handiwork. His locks were as free as they made their trapped cowboy feel, and as beautiful as the lips he so cruelly chewed in apprehension. 

Thank whatever force was out there that his mother didn’t know what kind of lip service her son was now champing at the bit to pay. He held himself back just enough to thumb the crown of flowers that lay delicately in his hand. He walked slowly, as though approaching a timid stray, and yet as confidently as a groom walking down the aisle until he stood before William and gently placed the headdress on him like a coronation. His love bowed to meet him, and when he arose, tears of joy graced the heavens of his irises, twinkling like a million stars.

Rhett chewed on the inside of his cheek, like it was the thickest of tobacco. His voice rumbled with the power of a stormbound sky. “Brighter than diamonds…”

Miles softened. Offering a grateful nod, he hugged Will from behind and placed a tender kiss beneath his ear. “On our princess’s brow.”

Will held Miles's arms tight, and with his other hand, he brought Rhett to his mouth. His tears finally fell. And they kissed every one of them away.