Wheel_of_Fates



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    Flins has lots of thoughts about Illuga, about Illuga’s shoulders, Illuga’s smile, Illuga’s skin, Illuga’s hands- but monsters don’t deserve to walk in the light.

    The light has other ideas.

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    Illuga's face burns. "I was complaining."

    "With the word 'wait'?"

    "Yes?" Illuga glares at him.

    His lashes feel wet, cheeks hot, body stretched open and aching around the interruption. And Flins doesn't understand him, on top of it all.

    "Why do you keep stopping?" he demands. "Why. What is your problem."

    In which Illuga has a few complaints about Flins' manners in bed.

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    Illuga really (really) likes kissing. So much so that he thinks there must be something wrong with him. Flins sees no such problems, and encourages him to indulge.

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    30 Jul 2026

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    Before Flins walks into the dark, Illuga gives him something worth coming back to.

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  5. Public Bookmark 54

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    Drunk with the proximity, from the thought, Phainon buries his nose into his skin, teeth sinking deep, deep, deeper still until he feels the first prick of blissful blessing before he’s wrenched away, an animal noise wresting from his breast, the warm pierce of fingers digging into his skin before there’s the whistle of air in his ears, the crunch of his body against a hard surface, head spinning from the vertigo.

    Mydeimos throws him through a wall. It is, perhaps, in hindsight, not entirely out of nowhere Phainon comes to realize as the stars swirling above his head start to slow in pace but pinpointing what is for a different him to deal with later. Preferably a non-concussed version of himself.

    At the moment he’s more focused on willing into existence someone, quite literally anyone, running off to get a healer from the Courtyard so he doesn’t pass out from blood loss with a concussion. That’s not a good thing to do, he's pretty sure. Hyacine had gotten rather huffy with him when he’d mentioned that sometimes despite any aches and pains he’d just…kind of sleep them off.

    Sometimes, Phainon’s teasing has consequences. Totally worth it though.

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