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Caleb Widogast ([personal profile] ausgebrannt) wrote in [community profile] formmusebox 2023-07-01 08:08 am (UTC)

Your mate. [Bren agrees before adding, lifting a hand to cup gently against Essek's cheek in turn.] My mate. My love.

[Those were the words that Bren needed to hear it seemed, because something in him settled. Essek knew his secret now, knew the absolute worst of him and the things he had done, the things he had been made to do, and still called him mate, touched him with gentleness and affection, and Bren knew tot he very core of him that he would both kill and die for this man. The brush of that thumb over his lips was met with a quick, almost playful nip of Bren's teeth as so much fear and dread began to seep slowly from his system. Essek still wanted him.

Essek would help him put an end to the man who had done this to him, who had hurt the both of them.]


We will face him together. I will not let him touch you.

[He looked into those breathtaking eyes and nodded, leaning into that tender kiss.]

Ja. If you do not mind... I will be a better date in the future, I promise. I will keep a better hold of my instincts.

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