[ This is like the prelude to someone's ideal vampire porno.
But at least an A-level one, because those special effects are pretty sick. Eustace, already stiff as a board, doesn't have much room to turn even more statue-like but his gaze does follow each of D's movements as he rises from his seat and stretches out one long arm.
He'd thought it was suffocating inside the stable before, but he realizes now that back then was nothing compared to this. It's as though control of his body is slowly being wrested away from him, and a filter being placed over his mind to toss out any thought that doesn't align with his growing need to step forward and immerse himself in the company of the most beautiful man in Kenos—and perhaps all of existence.
And yet not the man he actually wants, he reminds himself, even as he follows the urges of both his mind and body and takes that first - and then second - step forward. It's alarming how quickly his pulse speeds up in anticipation of what's to come, and how quickly heat spreads through his veins, enough so that he grits out a few muttered words even as he closes the distance between them. ]
If it doesn't work [ read: if he gets struck down into the clutches of a thrall ] do me a favor and kill me.
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But at least an A-level one, because those special effects are pretty sick. Eustace, already stiff as a board, doesn't have much room to turn even more statue-like but his gaze does follow each of D's movements as he rises from his seat and stretches out one long arm.
He'd thought it was suffocating inside the stable before, but he realizes now that back then was nothing compared to this. It's as though control of his body is slowly being wrested away from him, and a filter being placed over his mind to toss out any thought that doesn't align with his growing need to step forward and immerse himself in the company of the most beautiful man in Kenos—and perhaps all of existence.
And yet not the man he actually wants, he reminds himself, even as he follows the urges of both his mind and body and takes that first - and then second - step forward. It's alarming how quickly his pulse speeds up in anticipation of what's to come, and how quickly heat spreads through his veins, enough so that he grits out a few muttered words even as he closes the distance between them. ]
If it doesn't work [ read: if he gets struck down into the clutches of a thrall ] do me a favor and kill me.
[ But like, for real. Not a joke. ]