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"Eager," Doc comments, and Deimos doesn't have to look down at his lap to know what he's referring to. "Always liked that about you, Deimos. So, so eager to please."
It's almost embarrassing, the sound he makes in response when a knee finds its way between his legs, forcing them apart. He wants so badly to rut his hips forward.
Doc's hand finally relents, keeping Deimos's chin tilted up with a single finger. "Care to take this elsewhere?"
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22 Nov 2024
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Deimos took another breath, threading their fingers together and squeezing Sanford’s hand, his lips quivered but he managed to keep up the smile.
“Us clones, right? We… we’ve got a shelf-life, San.
Oh god.
“Y’know, the Agency hasn’t got much use for us past 40.”
No.
“And-- And I was gonna tell you, honest, I just thought I’d have more time.”
No, no, no, no, no, no--
“You weren’t supposed to find out like this and I’m so sorry that this shit is happening now and I--”
“Dei,” Sanford whispered, chest tight and blood gone cold. “How long?”
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21 Nov 2024
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Finch had always expected that the ambassador from that strange northern land, with his funny accent and strange way of dressing, would leave him with nothing more than a few pairs of expensive earrings, a necklace or two, some very pretty hairpins and maybe a few coins to hoard below the loose floorboard under his bed. That was, after all, how most grand lords ended their affairs with pretty brothel boys.
“If I buy you, would you want to come with me?” Zariel had said, at the end of one evening, after he had bathed and while he was getting dressed.
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