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“Listen… remember that promise I made you, when you thought you were going to get kicked out of Brakebills?”
“... that you’d find me and seduce me and something something life retain its sparkle for years to come?”
“Yes, good. Shh. That one. Clearly you remember. I… ahem.” He frowned. This is hard. Why is this so hard? Come on, Eliot. Ask the pretty boy to put his cock in your mouth. For Fillory. “I… would like to…. It would be a good time, I think, to redeem that voucher? … offer?”
“Because you … can now. Because the magic is falling apart.”
“Cleeeeever boy.”
Quentin looked conflicted; there was battle going on behind his eyes, a verifiable storm of uncertainty and new, previously unconsidered options. “So this- you. …. You came up here to seduce me.” It’s almost an accusation. Almost. Mostly just surprised.
“Ah… not… /only/ to seduce you?” Eliot tried, his voice small, eyes distant as he kept the slightest hint of a smile off his mouth. “.... there was also wine.”