[ he lands upon the bed silently, his breath gone. the sensation to tear out of his own skin mounts, his hands digging into the mattress, turning his head to throw a glare in sasuke's direction. his lips burn, his body aching, this time not just from the poison but for more. it's a heady, devastating mix — the memory of all he's experienced in a state similar to this. the desire to erase it all with something new. ]
You need to be prepared. [ bathed. painted. armored, if one can call the decorative slave-wear that. but it'll be more than the gauzy thing he's wearing now. laurent's wide eyes follow sasuke as he turns away, his heart rabbiting as his chest rises and falls. ] The guards will take you. Get out of my sight.
[ the alternative is that sasuke will end up in his bed, that their mouths and bodies will collide, and laurent — can't. the panic that rises in him threatens to spill over. in one order the doors burst open, stone-faced men coming to collect sasuke, and laurent is alone.
true to his word, he's late to the feast in a show of blatant disrespect to his uncle. the next time he sees sasuke, he's calmly composed, tightly laced in severe blue. he takes the end of sasuke's golden chain without looking at him, standing at the doors and listening to the rowdy laughter in the banquet hall. ]
Cause a scene. [ the doors open for laurent, the guards moving aside for him. ] I dare you.
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You need to be prepared. [ bathed. painted. armored, if one can call the decorative slave-wear that. but it'll be more than the gauzy thing he's wearing now. laurent's wide eyes follow sasuke as he turns away, his heart rabbiting as his chest rises and falls. ] The guards will take you. Get out of my sight.
[ the alternative is that sasuke will end up in his bed, that their mouths and bodies will collide, and laurent — can't. the panic that rises in him threatens to spill over. in one order the doors burst open, stone-faced men coming to collect sasuke, and laurent is alone.
true to his word, he's late to the feast in a show of blatant disrespect to his uncle. the next time he sees sasuke, he's calmly composed, tightly laced in severe blue. he takes the end of sasuke's golden chain without looking at him, standing at the doors and listening to the rowdy laughter in the banquet hall. ]
Cause a scene. [ the doors open for laurent, the guards moving aside for him. ] I dare you.