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“Satan, you’re insufferable.” Stolas shoved himself away, pulling up to his full height with his arms crossed. Blitzø didn’t miss the fact that it put more physical distance between them. There was a weight there, hanging in the air between them, a weight he didn’t know how to get rid of. He’d spent all night trying to figure out where he’d gone wrong and settled on the fact that it had been months since they fucked, once they fixed that everything could go back to normal.
Blitzø settled the grin back on his face. “That’s rich coming from you, your highness.” He shifted to push himself up onto all fours, crawling across the table to hook 2 fingers in the belt holding Stolas’ robe closed to pull him towards himself. “You seem to suffer me just fucking fine.”
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Blitzø and Stolas fuck on that table, but it doesn't exactly go the way Blitzø planned.