COMMUNISTCHILCHUCK -> LONNIEMACHIN
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Spoilers for Deep Connections under cut!!!
"Rhys..." Jack stared into his eyes, afraid, still holding back. Because why shouldn't he? He has caused enough chaos in the younger man's life. He no longer felt deserving of being a part of it. "I'm-"
"Stop."
Jack silently watched as Rhys inched closer, slowly and carefully guiding his hand. God, how he wanted to wrap himself around Rhys, and yet even the slightest touch threatened his system to shut down. And when Rhys placed Jack's hand on his thigh, the fear of holding back a thousand moans and curses resurfaced.
He sucked in his breath, as if that would stop him from thinking about every possible way he wanted to touch Rhys. His other hand gripped the armrest, keeping it far enough with intention. Any and all contact was risky, especially when he did not know what was running through Rhys' head.
But then he felt it, at the back of his head. A ping.
He ignored it, still overwhelmed by Rhys' cybernetic hand laying on top of his.
Another ping. A request for... a wireless connection?
"I- Rhys, I can't let you do that," he tried, but Rhys ignored his fears, visibly moving even closer.
"I meant what I said that night," Rhys spoke in a hushed voice, his words meant for Jack and Jack only, "You thought I was out of it, and I guess it was kind of true. I was... angry. At you. At myself. And I know I should've handled that anger like an adult, but dammit, even I need to let loose sometimes. And I guess by getting shit faced, it did kind of open up a door of opportunity in my head. But what I'm trying to say is, I'm really tired of denying our feelings."
Jack gripped Rhys' thigh involuntarily, the man's words affecting him in ways he could not explain. He leaned back further into the chair, trying to gain control of the situation. He did not want to hurt Rhys more than he already has, "Don't say that. You can't say that! Didn't you see what I did?"
"Yeah. I saw everything," Rhys admitted, eyes locked with Jack's, "And it only confirmed what I was afraid of."
"That I shouldn't even be here in the first place?"
"That I keep bringing you back because I need you in my life. This was never a matter of you being useful for me or the company. I just... I hated how everything ended. Deep down, I kind of knew that there could've been something more between us, but I guess it was just a matter of-"
"Wrong place, wrong time."
"Yeah. Like it always seems to be."
"Is..." Jack began, still absolutely terrified that this could all go wrong any second now, "Is this the right time?"
"And the right place, if you let me in." Rhys leaned closer, his left hand gripping Jack's shoulder for support. "I want to feel what you feel, if that makes sense. I just... I want you, Jack."
Some out of context Deep Connections as I try to slowly get back into the groove of making renders. (I tried to be non-spoilery, even though this... might actually be a spoiler of its own? I mean, the real thing is gonna be in Rhys' POV so not really. There's like 2 chapters left between this and where the story currently is on ao3 - link here.)
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After spending 1k+ red keys this is all I got
No Lucifer 😭 I got so many Beelzebub's copies, like no, get away I don't want you
I also got so many purple pankaques so at this point I'll just wait for Lucifer to be on store and buy him 🥹
I still haven't maxed any of them cause I want Lucifer to be the first one ��
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