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people have hope because they do not see death standing right behind them . vaingore . fukouhei . frostdanced .

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ruffles his hair

their smile glows bright, brilliant, the star at the top of the tree during christmas eve. the gesture is full of fondness and warmth, and theo stoops down so she reaches comfortably, fingers carding through the sun-lightened hair at the top of their head.

“ what was that for, huh? ” they ask, mirth sparkling and fizzing in their voice. he tips his forehead into hers, a small bump. “ i didn't think i was nearly as fun to pet as the wolf. ”

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goldfanged >>>>>> ingolds

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No offense / None taken

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just stand behind me. i'll protect you. 🌕 budding romance

they say it with such severity that for but a moment, theo almost moves without thinking to follow their command. her tone is commanding, their voice resonant, the kind of iron thread through their words that lead men into battle with their swords pointed at the sky. he had heard a call to arms like this at his back, and had felt it leave his own throat centuries ago.

all it takes, though, is a brief hesitation for theo to realize that he all but dwarfs them. he tries not to make tilting his chin down too obvious.

“ are you sure? ” theo probes, generous brows pulled high on their forehead. “ i mean no offense, but i think we would be better off trying it the other way around. ”

@stamour

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[ STRADDLE ] : while sparring, sender gains the upper hand and pins the receiver in place, straddling their waist in the process. 🌕 sexual tension

their usual strategy is to never underestimate an opponent. it was a conclusion hard-learned in their youth, red-purple bruises and bloody mouth pushed down into the shifting, gritty sands, and not one they forgot since. sparring was a test of strength, not of merit, and a fight had always been just a fight. whoever was faster or stronger once, and ensured their opponent knew that they were on the receiving end of that triumph. theo had tasted victory more than once, each time sweeter than the last.

they don’t realize it’s a trap until it’s far too late.

armand suggests it innocently ( or, as innocently as he ever does ), with only a hint of fangs in his small smile and his eyes free of the usual mischievous glitter. they consider saying no, but don’t quite see the harm in agreeing. the wolf doesn’t need to get involved; this can simply be a simple roughhousing between friends. almost before theo agrees, armand slams into their abdomen, knocking theo flat on their back. not one to give up so easily, theo links a strong arm around armand’s neck, twisting until they’ve got him in a headlock.

they lose the upper hand frightfully fast. armand, slippery and quick as an ermine, slithers out from their grasp, legs flexing to pitch theo off-balance and get them on their back again. this time, before theo can attempt another choke, armand stretches a leg out and straddles them about the waist, hands trapping their wrists down by their sides. theo struggles for a moment, lifting their hips up into armand’s, and the vampire looks only delighted by this, pupils wide and black and lower lip tucked behind his teeth.

“ was this all a ploy to get me underneath you? ” theo asks, watching the reflection of the light in their canines bounce over the bridge of armand’s nose. he doesn’t let up on their arms or their legs; in a gesture theo would argue later is not retaliation, they rock their hips up again, friction and heat where armand is pressed against them. they watch his eyelids flutter, feel his grip tighten on their wrists momentarily. “ or did you actually want to prove you could beat me in a fight? ” they tilt their head, chin lifting to show their throat. armand’s eyes dip. bingo. “ i’m thinking it’s the former. ”

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