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After Jack shot his shot, he turned back to Sawyer. “You’re up.”
Sawyer groaned inwardly, but stepped up. Jack handed him his golf club, and Sawyer held it in both hands up to his chest, trying to act like he was examining it.
Jack laughed softly, and looked at Sawyer. “You…don’t know how to play, do you?”
Sawyer glared at Jack, trying to hold the club like he saw Jack hold it earlier. “I know how to play damn golf, Jack. Who doesn’t?”
“You, it looks like, because you’re holding the club backwards and your hands are in the wrong spot,” Jack stated, clearly seeing through Sawyer’s bluff.
Sawyer sighed, relenting. There was no point in pretending anymore. “Alright, fine. I don’t know how to play golf, okay?” He scowled at Jack.
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- Part 3 of Thanks For Saving My Life (Not)
Bookmarked by Mushster
16 Nov 2025
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“I yield,” his dry voice croaked. Still, he tilted his head into his smirk and his back arched, like he was laid in silken sheets and not dirt. Like a taunt. “So what will be your prize, Mydeimos.”
“I want you,” Mydei drawled, low and rough right in the shell of Phainon’s ear, “to give me everything you’ve got.”
“Whatever the victor demands of me.”
Even if the fate of Amphoreus was no longer hanging in the balance, any good spar needs stakes. For Mydei and Phainon it’s simple: the victor can make any demand of the defeated.
When Mydei requests that Phainon give him everything they both know what he really wants. That form tempered by Destruction, which Phainon kept so carefully hidden away. There’s no better way to help Phainon overcome his fears of himself.
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- Part 3 of After the pale dawn breaks
Bookmarked by Mushster
08 Nov 2025