（ at that tortured lift of his hips, cy has to — exhale carefully, and he briefly stills his hand, letting himself just — occupy space inside sasuke's body, cradling him close. ）
There's no one else. No one could compare to you.
（ it's a vulnerable admission for a warlord to make, but — true, nevertheless. as much in this fantasy as in all other places. cy closes his mouth against the side of sasuke's neck, sucking a bruise to the surface, and then starts dampening his hair with one free hand. ）
no subject
There's no one else. No one could compare to you.
（ it's a vulnerable admission for a warlord to make, but — true, nevertheless. as much in this fantasy as in all other places. cy closes his mouth against the side of sasuke's neck, sucking a bruise to the surface, and then starts dampening his hair with one free hand. ）
I'll take you on my next campaign.