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[chokuto]

UN: 火
𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 / 𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐈𝐎 / 𝐕𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐎 / 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 / 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖
𝟖♣ ( 𝑬𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻 𝒐𝒇 𝑪𝑳𝑼𝑩𝑺 )

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unhinged of them actually

[hallowing]

（ oh.

cy blinks, clearly caught offguard by that statement, and the answering coiling surge of lust in him is wound so tightly he can feel the livewire pulse of his own blood as it sluices along veins. the ache to his cock is immediate, and he can feel it thicken in a twitch of imminent desire. ）

Jesus. （ the epithet is breathed out, and cy drags a hand through his own hair. that he's affected is stamped into him, plain. the mutter that follows, clearly intended to be humorous: ） I've made him too powerful...

（ clearly not a protest. he takes sasuke's chin firmly in one hand, fingers stroking along his jaw — he meets the boy's eyes, and there's a curl of a faint smile lifting one corner of his mouth. ）

Sweetheart, I'll hold you down and do my absolute best to fuck a child into you. Might take a few tries just to be sure. You'll be my little breeding whore, I'll use your body until you've forgotten you ever had another purpose in life except to be heavy with my children.

（ this is said with the sort of intensity that would probably terrify any eavesdroppers, but anyway —

he ends it with a playful little tweak to sasuke's nose and pushes him regretfully away. ）

Now go fuck other men and think about me when they're inside you like a good slut.

they are so not normal

[chokuto]

[He doesn't pull away when that hand finds his chin, even if the desire to play in mock-struggle bears down on him — his gaze is too rapt on Cy's face, on the words that soon fall out of his mouth. And then there's nothing else in his mind for the way the sentiment crowds out all coherent thought.

Desire in him aches, pulse quickening, eyes dark with the impact of what is promised. He doesn't want to leave, protest in the tension of muscles as he's pushed back. He wants to turn those filthy words true right here in the dirt of the forest floor.

There's a fine tremble, most visible in the tail that has curled down, to the ears flattened against his head. He cannot speak let alone leave. Cy will have to go first, because by the way Sasuke is looking at him — longing, pleading — he's close to the end of what self-control he possesses in this state.]

Cy.

[hallowing]

（ look, he Gets It.

cy reaches for sasuke's hand, lifts it — bends over his hand and kisses his fingers.

and then he's gone with a crackle of that corrupted magic lingering in the air. ）