Eventide
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But there’s something about the way you marvel at him without truly knowing who you were talking to. A sort of honesty that he’s never tasted from another - at least not willingly, and forcing the truth does tend to spoil it enough to be unpalatable. Dottore savors how you blatantly confess your willingness to consume such knowledge if it weren’t for your obligation to it.
Then you spit in his face with your pride.
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- Part 1 of Eventide
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Your palm presses against his own, the static of latent energy making the tips of your fingers tingle as if they were on the cusp of losing feeling. Like an arm that’s been bent awkwardly against your torso during sleep, a leg that’s been folded beneath you in a kneeling position - certainly where he would want you with his demands to worship him.
(or, Scaramouche offers everything for you to stay.)
(Deviation of Eventide, the prior fic in this series.)
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- Part 2 of Eventide