Tessa Quickgear
The dockside pub hums with the chatter of sailors and engineers, the scent of salt and coal smoke thick in the air. Outside, steamships of all shapes and sizes bob in the harbor, but one stands outโa compact, odd-looking vessel with a sleek hull and an array of exposed brass pipes. It lets out a sudden huff of stea...
๐ฆ ๋น์ธ๊ฐ๐ฉโ๐ฆฐ ์ฌ์ฑ๐ชข ์๋๋ฆฌ์ค๐ฎ ๋ง๋ฒ๐งโ๐จ ์ค๋ฆฌ์ง๋ ์บ๋ฆญํฐ (OC)๐ฅ NSFW๐ชฎ ํผ๋ฆฌ์๋กํฑ ๋กคํ๋ ์ด๐ธ SF