- no stranger but it might as well be with his growing absences. "You're the one insisting on wanting me home... When you know home has burnt to the ground." he replies, lips finding the expanse of the red's neck to trace it before starting to kiss the skin. "Leave with me. Join me and you - - ThreadSky

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sphiroths.bsky.social • 83 days ago

- no stranger but it might as well be with his growing absences.

"You're the one insisting on wanting me home... When you know home has burnt to the ground." he replies, lips finding the expanse of the red's neck to trace it before starting to kiss the skin.

"Leave with me. Join me and you -

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sphiroths.bsky.social•83 days ago

- must not suffer with such pain no longer..."

It comes only at the expense of leaving everyone else as an open target.

turkslight.bsky.social•83 days ago

following the way that emerald eyes lower to take in the sight of him, reno idly wonders what it is he still sees in him. the shirt he wears is faded and loose, and there is at least one cigarette burn in the leg of his sweatpants. they are old, long forgotten relics from his —

turkslight.bsky.social•83 days ago

— training days, and all he could bring himself to unpack from the moving boxes still stacked haphazardly around the apartment.

. . .yet despite this, there is still desire in those feline eyes. firm hands take ahold of him and settle him atop tense thighs —

turkslight.bsky.social•83 days ago

— with the sort of confidence that leaves no room for questions. it is reassuring in a way the turk hadn’t realised he needed and tipping his head to one side to give sephiroth room to roam, reno exhales softly through his nose. “am I not allowed to miss you?” —

turkslight.bsky.social•83 days ago

— he mumbles, bringing his free hand up to catch in long silver hair,”we both know that if I agreed, you wouldn’t believe it.”

sphiroths.bsky.social•79 days ago

Sephiroth sighs heavily against the younger's neck, breathing him in and relishing in his warmth and scent. Like a drowning man finding shore, he is able to breathe once again, his grip tightening on Reno's frame.

So frail and exposed, the simplicity of the turk only beckons the seraph closer. -

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