Date: 2023-05-06 03:28 pm (UTC)
zauberdecke: <user name=noxarcanaart site=twitter> / Commission - do not take (Default)
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[ They were now swaying and this still felt right and it was so easy to tuck his head in closer, the warm brush of whisper like a sweet fire against his earlobe-- lulling him into a sense of overwhelming rightness where he could do nothing but bask in it. Underneath Bren's tunic, the beating of his heart like a siren's song; it drew him back again and again-- a candle in the night and a signal flare of hope.

He loved this man; he loved whom he had been over a hundred years ago, he loved him now-- as he was.

He could see where they were similar; likewise Essek also knew that they had separate lives and expiriences-- but ultimately both harmed by Trent Ikithon, and when Essek found out the vein of Bren's trauma? There would be such hell to pay, he would see Trent ripped to shreads, he would see him in a pool of his own blood-- crying out to whatever god he served. ]


Tonight, you will become mine-- and I will become yours.

[ Essek promised. How could he not promise that to this man who held him like he was a fragile star and ultimately breakable. However tonight, Essek would teach the other man that he was anything other than that. ]

I fed tonight, but I did not top myself off.. [ His fingers drew a circle against a shoulder blade, somewhat coy ] I was hoping that you would be my dessert, since you taste so much better to me than anyone else.
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