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@repentative
True and proper worship?






@devoteion on top of him, and stradle him between my thighs. I watched how the moonlight fragments casts upon his fair features, making them look delicate, how his chest rises slowly as he breathes. Then, as if uttering a prayer, I lean in to land a kiss against his soft, yet cold lips.

โ โ savior complex x doomed by the narrative โ


wake with suffocation in my lungs. I had to continue my day.

@devoteion I withdraw from the kiss that fell more like a peck since the receiver is asleep with a slight frown as I tilt my head aside. Itโs strange, Nic isnโt waking up. Usually, those eyelids would already flutter opened, revealing the brightest blues of all. Hmm, that matters not.



