PLEASE if you love Garashir and yourself, read this fic. It is a gift you can give yourself! It is 18k words of smut and banter and absolutely genius! Contains one of the funniest lines I’ve read in a while.
Summary from ao3: An entirely scientific investigation into, um, bits. Things. Privates. Wedding tackle.
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