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Rau le Creuset ([personal profile] eschatological) wrote 2023-11-22 09:45 pm (UTC)

[ His nails dig in hard for a moment as Gil withdraws, and he tsks with unsuppressed frustration. When Rau sits back to stare Gil in the face, he looks very much like he’s deciding between murder and just taking Gil’s dick immediately -- his brows are knit but his pupils are blown wide, his teeth are slightly bared but his lips have been kissed red. The flush in his cheeks has spread to most of his front, and a light sheen of sweat has left strands of blond hair clinging to his neck and temples. He looks almost nothing like the poised, pale, well-guarded figure who waited for someone to enter the room.

He doesn’t like that Gil can sit there and speak full sentences and smile, however adoringly, while Rau is on the brink. There's a nagging feeling of being off-balance, vulnerable. He should take this moment to pull back, find something that will shatter Gil while Rau collects himself -- but he wants to come on Gilbert Durandal’s too-clever fingers. Want, want, want, whatever problems tomorrow brings be damned.

He takes Gil’s face in both hands, inhales deeply to steady himself. ]


If you don’t finish, I really will find a way to kill you again.

[ With significant effort, it comes out reasonably steady, although his voice edges on a growl. And then Rau kisses him to forestall Gil from saying anything lovesick or self-satisfied or both. ]

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