Hey babe, final chapter of KTOWL just dropped
Jake was sprawled back against the throne despite his complaints, his hand on the knife he'd planted into the arm, his head propped up in his other hand. "My darling clementine, don't play the unimpressed."
This fic has been devastating to my loins in ways I cannot even begin to explain and I’ve really just enjoyed every saucy little moment of it. I sketched this within the first few weeks of brainstorming the end game of the fic with Arc and it’s been waiting in the wings for this moment. This beast survived the computer crash, so you all get to suffer through my thirst.
ANYWAYS the fic is BREATHTAKING thank Arc for fulfilling my wild desires.
In the words of a very dear friend of mine, woof woof bark bark
