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𝑑ead—man 。
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@FOXONTH3RUN ⠀
henry's smoking ⸝ a grey cloud
blown from his lips.
he spares the stranger one
mere glance.
" big drop ⸝ " he says ⸝ after
a thick moment of silence.
" would kiII you instantly. "
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⠀ “morning. nice view.” leaning back against the bridge railing.
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𝑑ead—man 。 @LETH9M
⠀ stood at the bridge ⸝ overlooking the water. good morning. ⠀
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stood at the bridge ⸝
overlooking the water.
good morning.
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𝑝utting out a cigarette on the
flesh of his forearm ⸝ causing
a burn angry & red.
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⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀was 𝟴th grade sciene teacher ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀now,͙ astro-𝙣𝙤𝙩
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dr. ⠀captain ⠀𝐑𝐘𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 ⠀ 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄. ⠀ based ⠀on ⠀ film ⠀ ❛ 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺 ❜ ⠀may ⠀c͟o͟n͟t͟a͟i͟n͟ ⠀book.ᐟ version ⠀ references. ⠀🚀⠀⠀ ⠀⋆ adult mun. ⋆ ship with chem. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #mvrp #phmrp
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#⃝𝑝rey𓂃𐙚 at least with
henry ⸝ i'm not starving for
content. unlike K . . 💔
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it's surreal. it's 𝑛ot real. henry
indulges anyway ⸝ lips locked
onto the other form's own.
his hands slide up his
forearms & onto the curve of
his shoulders as if to pull him
in closer.
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@LETH9M He has always had a short fuse, after all. There's no point in denying them the satisfaction when it's what he craves, too, and so he obliges, a proper kiss this time. Slow and steady, letting the ice melt.
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temporarily ⸝ he's lost in the
moment. the touch of warm
lips is a memory fleeting ;
reminiscing satisfaction cannot
be reached.
" then show me ⸝ " he says
imaptient ⸝ almost 𝑑ry.
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@LETH9M He finds the other's curiosity endearing, unable to fight the ghost of a smile. Such a sweet thing, he can't imagine how it's possible.
“ Easier if I show you, huh? ” Lips press soft against theirs, a fleeting thing, chaste.
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@fluitatum ⠀
a sensation as light as the
flap of a butterfly's wings
washes through them——
their breaths mix. eyes wander
the man's face.
" you do .ᐣ ⸝ " he asks.
" should tell me. "
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@LETH9M Huffing a laugh, amused by the absurdity of it all. How he weirdly can't deny himself. The duality of man; he can't look into the bathroom mirror, some days, but he can always look at them.
“ I know one way, ” murmured, head tilted to brush their lips together.
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