A clever man wouldn’t be getting naked in bed with a Maker-fearing mage slayer he knows next to nothing about. He’d have said I’m gay and he would’ve meant it without looping back to write her letters in the night or to nudge her under the table while cheating at cards.
He wasn’t a rookie when he neglected to post a watch aboard that ship either.
His reproach for jokes at his expense is muddy with the late hour and the long ride in -- surely if he wasn’t charming he wouldn’t be here in her bed -- serpent poise still rigged in rigid between his shoulders and under the stretch of his jaw when he tilts to meet her. He’s not unraveled -- not entirely, metered between huffs of breath, closer contact. He just wants this very badly, prickly, unfiltered desire and every other feeling that goes with it.
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Date: 2021-08-12 04:36 pm (UTC)He wasn’t a rookie when he neglected to post a watch aboard that ship either.
His reproach for jokes at his expense is muddy with the late hour and the long ride in -- surely if he wasn’t charming he wouldn’t be here in her bed -- serpent poise still rigged in rigid between his shoulders and under the stretch of his jaw when he tilts to meet her. He’s not unraveled -- not entirely, metered between huffs of breath, closer contact. He just wants this very badly, prickly, unfiltered desire and every other feeling that goes with it.
What could go wrong?