“I’ll cut this moment into your hide so you can’t escape my marauder memory,” the ghost so well-caught huffs between their collisions, impetuous and reckless in his seething pit of serpentine threats. Something broke in that feral boy when he felt his lover’s knuckles crack across his cheekbone and now he is a writhing howl […]
046. safeword [NSFW]
There is a box where Eoran Toriet keeps his sentimental possessions, a carved rosewood thing lined in red velvet. It is a jewelry box that Kasse Sejan stole at the first open air market the boys came across after they’d been deployed into Ossa proper. Kasse values this box in much the same way that […]
045. mission accomplished
“You came looking,” the boy repeated in shock. “You came looking—” Kasse faltered atop his CO, quaking tremor like surrender, the inevitable conclusion of his and Eo’s decision having come to a final pass. No more discussions on absconding North, no more returning to the wild, no more choices: there was just their squad who’d […]
044. whorl
In the orange and violet blaze of impending sunrise, the truck broke down. Their journey lasted only a few quiet hours in the ragged night. Conversation had been spare, even after Kasse puked his guts out from his overzealous reunion with cigarettes, nervous chainsmoking putting him square in the midst of a short lived surrender […]
043. terminus
Crushed so efficiently and profoundly, Eo couldn’t find the strength to fake himself even the smallest bit put together. So, he looked away from the other still, to the uncaring desert and its ancient, time-battered landscape. “We can go back.” Kasse was decided, gathering Eo’s frame into his arms. The navigator’s shuddering lament wouldn’t still […]
042. how a boy breaks
Grey eyes imploring in the shadows, Kasse was beyond his breaking, but he remained, Eo’s bond too strong to violate. “Please, start a life with me. I love you. Please.”
041. nihil ad rem
“Okay,” Kasse agreed succinctly, without elaborating on the clashing of his better sense and his blinding love. “We’ll go. This week, we’ll go.” What a hollow victory.
040. ergosphere
Over the course of three or four weeks, Kasse and Eoran had gone from barely surviving to actually living a life. In his sheer boredom, that adjunct soldier so tuned to the frequencies of stone had carved out the inside of their temporary home. He’d rendered small repositories into the burrstone walls to hold embers, […]
039. thanatos [NSFW]
“Fuck you,” he said softly, mouth to mouth. Resuscitation found his lips barely breathing despite their unanimous panting, cruelty a tremble in his control that deepening cry for fucking help. “Stay. Down.”
038. his [NSFW]
“Eo, just fuck me.”