Carrin?
Yes master?
Can you help me with this?
The sincere butler walked briskly over to where his master was standing in front of the mirror in his bedroom.
Without a thought, he took the needle from his master after he turned to him and began stitching the second button of his shirt that was hanging loose.
He was so close to him that he could feel Richard's breath on his hands that was practically touching the former's chest as he worked his way with the button.
Carrin?
He lifted his head up to meet his master's eyes, only to have his own close silently.
Because this time, it was the master's lips that fell on to the butler's.
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February [ManxMan]
Short StoryFeatured on @LY *** It is the month of snow and cakes, cold shoulders and warm hugs, loneliness and blossoming loves. Then what choice is left to a man and his butler as they are forced to get locked up in the house when the weather outside becomes...
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