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Hector ([personal profile] petcromancer) wrote2019-08-07 09:36 pm

Musebox

A home for PSLs.
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[personal profile] relictusdeus 2021-06-13 04:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[Isaac takes the brunt of the fall, air gusting from his lungs. The pain sharp in his back jacks adrenaline into him, and through the sunspots spattering his vision, he sees his own hand snap out for Hector’s throat before he has even gotten a proper breath in. Hector may not be out to kill him, but his instincts don’t know any better for the moment. The fierce desire to win and the desire to survive are near-inseparable.]
relictusdeus: (Struggle in chains)

[personal profile] relictusdeus 2021-06-17 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
[His hand squeezes tighter, Hector’s pulse bounding under his thumb. Isaac can feel his own in his cock, harder and heavier.]

You were warned! [He snarls through his teeth, determined to hang on for as long as he can stand. But even as his eyes water up, he realizes that it shouldn’t be this easy. That this isn’t half of what Hector is capable of. He has proof of it across his body where he left wounds to heal unaided and scars now mark their place.

But if this is all Hector's willing to give, then maybe, just maybe, he deserves to die for what he has let himself become. And Isaac won’t pretend, while his hearing fuzzes and a numb buzzing fills his skull, that he doesn’t still feel an ugly thrill at the thought of ending a life. Not just any, but his. Getting to watch Hector's eyes go glassy and dark as he struggles, and fails.

Then something snaps through him, waking him with a start. And the moment is over. Isaac blinks and releases him with a shove, panting. His lip curls.
] You pathetic excuse for a Forgemaster...!