Curdled milk
Author: wanderingsmith
Started January 2023
Summary: Wrangling an 'osepipe
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I ain't got no money, and nobody'd be daft
enough to pay me for this. As it is thought, so let it be said; you make
the toys, I play with 'em.
We both needed a snicker
"Did you truly not have any papers with a ...lightly-clad young man,
perhaps?" he wriggled his brows teasingly, "Wrangling an 'osepipe?"
Gruber gave him a bemused look as he accepted the drink René held out,
"....No, René.... I truly cannot remember any such. Germany, even during the
Weimar republic, was *not* France." He signed, leaning on the bar and
strolling his eyes down René's body, "Sadly enough."
René could not help a crack of laughter, the image having popped into his
head simply too ridiculous, even for these dark times. "Lieutenant, even I
do not want to see myself scantilly-dressed."
AN: 705 scantilly-clad young woman
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