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Back in Lumiere, it was not uncommon for Gustave to work late into the evening, refining his life's work and imparting his knowledge onto his apprentices.
Wondering why he hasn't returned home, you venture out to find him still in his workshop, slaving and hammering away over the anvil.
It is there in which he discovers that beneath your skirt, lies nothing else.
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Forced to travel deep within nevron-infested territory, your nights are spent in quiet conversation, not even sparking fires in fear of attracting Her creations whilst you sleep.
The silence grows too much for you and Gustave, and against your better judgement, you pass the time by whispering fantasies to one another, finding pleasure and indulgence in touching yourselves to words spoken and lustful promises made, hoping to be enacted upon once you reach the safety of cliffside camps once more.
Gustave knows the sway his mechanical arm has on you; and he's not one to deny your fascination.
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Faced with the upcoming dangers of the Axons, Gustave's want for a family takes a new hold of him: he doesn't just want a family with you, he wants to breed you.
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Thirty-Two years of Gommages and expeditions, and Gustave still doesn't know how to say goodbye.
On what you believe to be the final night of your expedition, caught up by emotions and the reality of it all, you and Gustave find comfort in one another. Laying your fears and regrets bare, you join in what feels like the only appropriate way two lovers can say goodbye: an exchange of physicality.
If only you had more time.
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Gustave finds somewhere in which the two of you can have some much deserved privacy. Upon encountering a study in one of the ruined buildings during the expedition, you both succumb to nostalgia and the fantasies that occurred in his study back in Lumiere.
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You can pretend the hand clutching at your breast isn’t yours, that the fingers guiding your climax are his. You can pretend he’s whispered your name as soon as you came, with the same blind devotion you’ve whispered his. Pretend that he isn’t here just to forget, to bury himself where you’re warmest so his heart can fix itself.
As goosebumps rise along your skin and the shockwaves abate, you can pretend that he loves you and not her.
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Or; you learn to be brave, Gustave learns to love again.
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19 Jun 2025