Sir John requires Goodsir's assistance in the creation of a heartfelt memento for Lady Jane. Goodsir tries to avoid thinking about it too hard.
For once here's a short fic full of bonkers stuff that owes nothing to f_fa and everything to the Terror Discord, who I forced to consider the prospect of Goodjohn as a pairing and early Victorian boudoir photography.
Title is from Kesha's "Dirty Picture" by way of Lady Franklin's Lament.