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“I just, I guess I don’t really understand what’s so special about them. They’re just hands," Mike says.
Will huffs. “Well, obviously, but they’re your hands, Mike. Yours. And they—” He holds his own palm up to Mike’s. “They’re bigger than mine."
“Yeah?”
Will’s staring at where Mike’s fingertips stick out above his. “And your fingers…”
“What about them?”
Will shifts in Mike’s lap. He brings Mike’s hand to his lips again, and then he presses kisses to the pads of his fingers before whispering, “They’re so long.”
Oh.
Oh.
or, Will can't stop staring at Mike's hands. Mike finds out why, and then he does something about it.
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- Part 1 of at his fingertips
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25 Jul 2026
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Mike taps Will’s foot with his own. “I hate hearing you call me Lord Wheeler. You needn't do that.”
“We were not alone, your footman was scarcely two feet away,” Will says, rolling his eyes. “What would you rather have me say?”
Alone in the carriage, Mike lets his gaze fall to the pressed collar of Will's shirt, to the emerald silk of his waistcoat, round golden buttons leading down to fawn-coloured trousers that sit tight around his thighs. He exhales slowly. “I can think of a great many things I’d rather have you say.”
Pink stains Will's cheeks. “Not here,” he says quietly, before looking determinedly out of the carriage window.
Lord Michael Wheeler, only son and heir to the Duke of Richmond, has fallen hopelessly in love with London painter William Byers.
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19 Jul 2026
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"Will…" Mike’s voice was low, almost a whisper, and it made Will’s stomach twist. He couldn’t look up yet, couldn’t meet the intensity of his stare. "Come on… look at me."
Or: Will tries on lingerie, Mike is very into it
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19 Jul 2026
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"So," Mike said, voice rougher now, almost careful, "you think you're bigger?"
The words hung there, half-joke, half-challenge, drawn from the same nervous energy that made Mike open up moments earlier.
Will's pulse hammered in his ears. He met Mike's eyes, and really looked at him, he saw the same mix of curiosity and embarrassment staring back.
"I bet I am," Will said softly, the words slipping out before he could take them back.
Or: Mike Wheeler has a massive dick, Will becomes obsessed with it.
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Bookmarked by Lilya
11 Jul 2026
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Mike’s weight is usually a comfortable pressure on his chest, not too heavy but just enough to mellow out the frantic buzzing that sometimes inhibits Will’s body on bad nights. He is, however, sharp. This usually proves to be an issue only when Will is trying to wake him from his dead-guy-adjacent sleep and jostles him enough to be poked by a knee or an elbow or a—
“Jesus Christ.”
—a shoulder.
Mike sleeps in. Will suffers.
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05 Jul 2026