Truceverse
Fics belonging to the AU established in the fic "Truce", where Griss is a temporary ally to the Divine Dragon's forces.
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Gregory's dislike of Griss is far more complex than merely being horrified by the things he's done while wearing his same face. Griss likely has his own, similarly tangled up reasons for hating him right back. As such, they never seek each other out of their own volition...
That is, until today.
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His unruly hair seems quite attached to the snow that nests in it, and Griss stands up now to continue his work in removing it.
"Ah... did I say something like that?" Louis asks absently. Griss can't help but notice that he isn't watching any of the "enticing imagery" around him; not Princess Ivy receiving a gift from her sister, nor Boucheron calling frantically for the Divine One, nor even Princess Céline herself purchasing something at the market. His eyes stay locked on Griss, tracing the tattoos over his ribs.
Snow makes for an excellent distraction.
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Rescuing Louis after he somehow managed to get himself captured is the easy part. Seeing him tied up and helpless gives Griss ideas, which are very quickly repurposed by Louis.
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Louis gets a little worked up about Griss and Gregory's birthday. He would prefer if they independently thought of the perfect gifts to give each other so that he could witness the exchange, but the two of them are fairly hopeless. He'll just have to acquire the gifts himself.
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One of them is starved for touch in a way that makes him vicious, grabbing and clawing and biting at Louis in hopes that he'll hurt him back, anything to get contact with him. The other hungers in a softer manner, in a way where he melts when he feels the warmth of a hand on him, where he leans in and closes his eyes in bliss and it becomes quite impossible to get out of bed in the morning.
They really are starving, the two of them. It's a shame they never satisfy that hunger at the same time.
