Jul 1, 2019
From Nassau With Love
By: Beelieve
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Flint raises an eyebrow.
“Are you going to kill me, my Lord?”
“Mr. Flint, how could you possibly think such a thing? After I went to such lengths to have you join us this evening, do you really believe I’d simply kill you?”
Us?
Hamilton smiles, seeing the question in his eyes.
“Oh, you didn’t know? I have a guest, one who’s been telling me the most interesting stories. I believe you two have met?”
Hamilton turns to pull back the curtain surrounding the bed, and Flint finds himself suddenly short on breath.
Speaking of vastly underdressed.
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(blacksailskinkmeme (Prompt 316) — Silverflinthamilton: Thomas f---s Silver with Flint watching, restrained.)
