BlueRose15



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    “General Mahamatra… Why are you blushing?” Al Haitham asked.

    “E-enough, Scribe.” Cyno flustered. “I demand you back awa–” His words caught in his throat, Al Haitham’s hand gripping his bare waist, deft fingers slowly trailing up it.

    “Cyno…?” Al Haitham taunted. “You were saying something?”

     

    Or: Being trapped alone in a room with Al Haitham of all people is the last thing Cyno needs.

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    Do you want Otasune pining? Because do I have Otasune pining for you.

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    This is a series of Dishonored oneshots and stories that may or may not be connected. Each story will be marked as they are published.

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    “Let me check you out then!” He suddenly froze as his words finally caught up to him, “I-I mean, let me get you checked out! Um, not to say that I wouldn’t check you out —I mean, never mind please pretend you didn't hear any of that.” Sykkuno buried his face in his hands.

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    “Are you – are you saying, that you're also – ” Sykkuno realized what he just said – what he just admitted to – and bit his tongue.

    A soft, quick inhalation. Corpse's bracelet rattled as his hands shook more. “Yes.”

    “A-and...you were jealous because – ”

    “I like you, Sykkuno,” Corpse said. “I like you a lot.”

    “Oh.” Sykkuno swallowed hard. Blood rushed through his veins, swirling his thoughts like a vortex, a powerful surge of something pulsing through him. Corpse's voice was making the hairs on his arms stand up. The deep bass sound was thrilling, but nowhere near as thrilling as hearing those words come out of Corpse's mouth.

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    11 Nov 2020