viver: k n (175)
life's a bitch ([personal profile] viver) wrote in [community profile] draino 2024-12-17 01:30 am (UTC)

[ Zephir watches August through the kiss, his open mouth the echo of a hunger plucked from the witch's mind. A man drank from one half of a god and now it feeds in nothing more than equivalent exchange — the energy that belongs to him, the power that clings to his back like a tumor. Zephir could leave the boy weak, he could make him wish there was nothing left to give only to feel another piece of him burst.

But the earth hums, the altar offered to lesser beings digesting Zephir's sticky sweet poison. There are two sides of a current reaching for and destroying each other, but one is clearly winning. It's a frantic disequilibrium, grounds brought to brand new life with joyful terror; none of what it breeds belongs here, plant-like shapes blackened with hard shells that dribble golden lines of unfathomable heat. They grow in one spurt, fade, and are consequently expelled by the next generation, building a forest on top of itself, shielding them from the world as it tries to reach the sky. If only his precious Death were here to see what he's made.

The grip in August's hair is immovable. This is his doing; he won't let the boy see any of it until he's satisfied, commanding his attention with lips, tongue, teeth, pressing an erection between their bodies. ]

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