Notes to "Bringing His Lordship Around"

I feel exceedingly pretentious footnoting a pastiche to this degree, but I can't help thinking it would be even more obnoxious not to. (Everyone who's gritted their teeth at Sayers' swathes of untranslated French and snippets of Greek, raise your hands.) That, and some of you may find these well worth visiting (as far as I know, all of these are on the web except the Wyatt).

"the malodorous shag..." (prompted by the pillows in front of the fire): Conan Doyle's "The Man With the Twisted Lip"

"Thrice colder than salamanders..": John Donne, Satire III

"I burn for cold...": Sir Thomas Wyatt, "O, what undeserved cruelty"

"That there does abide a peace...": Matthew Arnold, "Lines Written In Kensington Gardens"

"As glorious a morning...": William Shakespeare, Sonnet XXXIII

"Time will run on smoother..." and "What neat repast...": John Milton, "To Mr. Lawrence." Incidentally, Favonius is a name for the god of the spring wind, which may remind some of you of a certain Tennyson quote in Strong Poison.

"Je ne suis pas si vilaine...": a verse from "Margot, labourez les vignes" ("Margot, go work in the vineyard"), a French madrigal set by Jacob Arcadelt. You can hear a version of it here. A loose translation: "I am not so dreadful, Margot, / since the king's sons love me. / Vine, vine, viney vine..."

FIC: Bringing His Lordship Around (Lord Peter/Bunter)

Title: Bringing His Lordship Around
Fandom: Lord Peter Wimsey
Pairing: Lord Peter/Bunter
For: marginaliana
Rating: NC-17
Challenge: Yuletide's "New Year Resolutions"... which closed earlier this month. My brain unfortunately has the horsepower of a jalopy rather than a Daimler.
Prompt: "I'd really love to see some Peter/Bunter set pre-series at the time when Peter is having his nervous breakdown and Bunter shows up and puts him back together. Hot explicit mansex is a plus, but I'd also like to see something that prefigures Peter's relationship with Harriet - not that P/B would be angsty or end with B pining or anything like that, but something that wouldn't be utterly AU."
Summary: Bunter yearns for more than the status quo.
Wordcount: 3,700
Betas: The incomparable nineveh-uk and the inimitable aunty_marion. What infelicities remain are my own, alas. Notes on quotations here.

( As he cracked the shell of an egg and whisked its yolk into a sauce for the fish, Mervyn Bunter rejoiced in his perception that Lord Peter truly seemed to be getting better. )