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Sylus takes a large gulp from the water bottle. It comes away from his lips with the sound of plastic snapping back into place and his panting breaths. He passes it over to you.
You're both sweaty, sore, and utterly shameless. It's a mystery how many rounds you've gone - though Sylus is probably still keeping count - and the night is still young.
Rivulets of water escape the corner of your mouth and trail the bruised, glistening length of your neck. He turns to lean over you, wasting no time as the flat of his tongue catches the stray drops. He sighs against your throat, leaving little pecks in his wake. "You need a shower, sweetie," he teases.
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- Part 98 of Love and Deepspace Fics
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A fateful night in Amsterdam sends Ghost spiraling into a PTSD episode, unconsciously hurting those who care about him. You do your best to help, leading you down a road of memories and tears.
Discretion is advised.