SmallWinterChild



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  2. Public Bookmark 14

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    “May I worship you? Just this once, my prince?” Phainon squeezes thighs. Enough to hurt. Enough for Mydei to take in a breath. For eyes to threaten to fall shut.

    Lithe fingers, calloused, trace over the base of Mydei’s cock. Knuckles drag up the length. A thumb presses to the head, smearing prerelease across skin. Strong hips arch up, seeking more, but Phainon keeps the pressure of his hands light. Teasing.

    He wants Mydei to answer him.

    - Upon the eve of the Kronia Festival, the summer solstice offers a distraction, giving Phainon and Mydei a chance to fully explore one another's bodies beyond sparring and wandering hands.

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    Phainon has always known that Mydei's body is the peak of human perfection: beautifully proportioned, ridiculously strong, and aesthetically sculpted. He's spent more nights than he'd care to admit with his hand on his cock, fantasizing about Mydei's angles and planes and curves. But of all things, he didn't expect that Mydei's feet would begin to occupy his every waking thought.

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    Am i into feet now ?

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    Neuvillette stared at his reflection and thought: If he touched me, would I dissolve?

    He had never been kissed.

    Not truly. Not by someone who meant it.

    Not by someone who had wanted him.

    He could recite the law in four ancient dialects. He could interpret the subtle gestures of the Oratrice. He could pass judgment on murder, on betrayal, on cruelty wrapped in finery. But he did not know what to do if someone touched his jaw and asked, Can I?

    Could he say yes? Was he allowed?

    Was wanting something the same as deserving it?

    Or, wanting is no longer a sin, and Neuvillette learns to speak it.

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    As the blazing dawn rises, Phainon finds his way back into Mydei’s arms. In its light is their union sealed in a ring exchanged, promises fulfilled, and dreams for the future exchanged as their bodies meet, unwilling to part for even a moment.

    “If we were to adhere to proper ceremony… I would cover myself in the finest oils, don the traditional jewellery one wears for what you Okhemans would call ‘a wedding’. We would then spar with our people as witnesses. A test of worth for the one to be a Kremnoan’s spouse. And then—”

    “And then?”

    “And then, should you succeed,” Throbbing heat pools low in Mydei’s belly, threatening to spill over as Phainon continues his pace, gaze burning into Mydei’s body. “We would retire to our quarters and seal our union there, in blood and drink shared. Bodies meeting and becoming one until either of us tires.”

    As if it were indeed the scene in his mind, Mydei shrugs off the rest of his clothing, red cloth sliding down his form like silk and pooling beneath him just as he brings Phainon toward him by the strap at his thigh.

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