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you only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.
As it would turn out, those phantom pains were not so imagined. All it took was one stray look upward, across the length of the dock for their knees to buckle and threaten to cave under them.

A revenant in the flesh, no longer outrun.

How was one meant to act when faced with the embodiment of their past? Of everything they had lost?

The petname rumbled through them, rattling their bones and leaving Minlelth with the sense of being both lost and found all at once.
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so what, refrigerator?


Heed this, Anastasia:

He is watching you.

The first time he calls you holy, you don't hear it. Neither does he. Worldess, soundless, he mouths the syllables like it's second nature, and he falls for holy.

he falls

for you.


The second time, he imagines you moaning gospel around his fingers. Between your teeth. Between your lips. And if you see deep inside him, through skin, through bones, through anything that takes form in this realm, you'd see that he's an angel

a seraphim


hiding his halo somewhere you can't see it.

is it on his back? on the ground, and he's stepping on it, grinding it against concrete with his bare feet? is it in his stomach, freshly digested, newly absorbed, heaven-engined nourishment and desire?

when you look at him just like you do now,

he imagines you clawing his back;

undress his softness

one feather at a time.




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