[ it's not just the thrill of august pushing fingers into him and stretching him out, the flash of pressure against his prostate that has his breath hitching and gasping for more. all that is doing a lot for him, sure, but the crackle of something weighty and important around them is enough that it feels hard to breathe.
nick hadn't tried to pull magic into his words but he can feel that it's happened anyway, and maybe it would be smart to back down a little now before they say anything binding. because it's not nick's magic that's weaving into their words, nature that can be bent and bowed and broken without real repercussion. even broken things grow anew, a pact made with his magic isn't a guarantee, just a promise. august, though.
whatever he says next, he'll be held to it. even caught up in the moment nick knows the prickle against his skin and what it means. nick looks into august's eyes and knows that something is happening here. he's not an idiot.
it's just that he doesn't care. ]
Take it. [ nick stretches up suddenly, goes for a kiss, but it's not just that. nick takes august's lip between his teeth and bites, quick and sharp and hard enough to draw blood. if there was ever any doubt on whether nick knew exactly what he was doing, that would almost certainly put it to bed. ] It's yours.
no subject
nick hadn't tried to pull magic into his words but he can feel that it's happened anyway, and maybe it would be smart to back down a little now before they say anything binding. because it's not nick's magic that's weaving into their words, nature that can be bent and bowed and broken without real repercussion. even broken things grow anew, a pact made with his magic isn't a guarantee, just a promise. august, though.
whatever he says next, he'll be held to it. even caught up in the moment nick knows the prickle against his skin and what it means. nick looks into august's eyes and knows that something is happening here. he's not an idiot.
it's just that he doesn't care. ]
Take it. [ nick stretches up suddenly, goes for a kiss, but it's not just that. nick takes august's lip between his teeth and bites, quick and sharp and hard enough to draw blood. if there was ever any doubt on whether nick knew exactly what he was doing, that would almost certainly put it to bed. ] It's yours.