L1vi_Has_Arriv3d
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Free WiFi, private bath, complimentary toiletries, one king size honeymoon suite bed, minibar—hold up. Honeymoon?
“Lance!” He hissed, eyes flicking back to the top of the page where the words were repeated. “This says it’s a honeymoon suite!”
“How did I know you were gonna say something about that,” Lance mumbled under his breath. “Listen, it’s just the name of the room, we don’t actually have to be on a honeymoon to rent it, and besides, it was the only one they had left, ok? We have been through so much worse, I know you can handle one night sharing a bed with me.”
“Fine,” Keith begrudgingly agreed. Sleeping in the same bed as Lance certainly wouldn’t do anything for the massive crush he’d been harboring on his teammate, but it wasn’t like they’d never slept in the same bed before. This entire mission they’d been packed together like sardines, first in the ship and then on Etunae, so what was a little more?
Spoiler Alert: It’s more than just the name of the room.
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16 Dec 2025
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"You must still not know enough about me," Al-Haitham mumbles, fingers pushing higher under Cyno's shorts to squeeze at the junction between thigh and hip. "To expect me to agree to those terms. I don't do well with unanswered questions. What happened?"
Al-Haitham doesn't look up at Cyno's face, feels the way his Adam's apple bobs as he swallows, the tension that plagues even the usual austerity of his posture.
". . .Nothing."
Cyno has always been hopeless at lying.
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10 Dec 2025
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Lance loves to dance. Lance pours his heart and soul into dance. He comes in every week, to every dance rehearsal, pumped and enthusiastic and energetic. One of his favorite dance groups is a hip hop group that dominates the floor on Thursday nights. Lance loves to watch them, admiring their cool choreography and hip dance members, marveling at their synchronicity and sleek movements. They're so cool.
Never mind the fact that Keith is one of the dance members.
(AKA: after dance practice Keith confronts Lance about how often he catches him watching his rehearsals, and they get it on lol)
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09 Dec 2025
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Cyno drinks him down like a mortal laying their lips to a goblet of nectar— quickly, messily, greedily, blood pooling too fast for his lips to catch. A tendril of it slowly spools down his neck, catching in the dip of his collarbone. Alhaitham is near dizzy with it, but he thinks Cyno dizzier with the way his lips lazily smush against the skin of his neck as if inebriated.
“I want you to eat well,” Alhaitham murmurs against the side of Cyno’s head, breath puffing over the shell of his ear. Cyno jerks against him, just slightly, and Alhaitham has to suck his teeth against his lips to keep from groaning. “I want you to be full.”
Alhaitham refuses to let Cyno deteriorate any further.
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05 Dec 2025
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“Apologies General.” He coughs and enters the room, certain that he won’t be disturbing any ladies or causing some sort of scandal. “You surprised me, that's all. Or rather your unusual attire did. Didn’t know you had such…hobbies.”
Cyno scowls at him and his complexion darkens under the layer of make up when he flushes with embarrassment.
“Shut up. It’s for work and you know it.”
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- Part 2 of Cyhaino week 2025
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03 Dec 2025