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    And of course there is an instant, after that first warm touch of Olly’s lips upon his own, where Qifrey feels a terrible tingling sensation within him and remembers his parasite. Where Qifrey remembers his silverwood, the tyrant that rules his body with an iron fist, and thinks, with a sinking sense of foreboding, that he is risking its awakening and his own impending death with this decision.

    And then Olly’s hand flies up to bury itself in Qifrey’s hair. And then Olly’s arm wraps around his waist, and pulls him in flush against Olly’s chest. And then Olly’s tongue sears hotly across the seam of Qifrey’s lips, and Qifrey parts them for Olly’s entrance with a moan.

    I love you, he thinks, and he remembers who the real tyrant is. The silverwood may one day take Qifrey’s body, but there's only one being in the world who rules his heart.

    ~*~

    On the last night of the Golden Eve Festival, Qifrey and Olruggio share a bed.

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