When Ava shows up at number twelve, Grimmauld Place, black fur tickling his reddened cheeks, Phineas nearly cries.
Their last time was rough. He couldn't straighten his back for days, scars sore and painful, arousal throbbing, ruination from withdrawals blurring his vision.
It was decided then, bare chests tear-stained, that it was enough. No more pain, no more pleasure, Phineas' or Ava's.
And yet he feels all for this boy.
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The night before Avaric's wedding night :)
TW: drrrugs and painnnnnful stuffff (sorry for not tagging because tumblr just will not show this to anyone D:)
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