SKY EATER .

TO EMBRACE A GOD . TO FEEL SUCH divine warmth that eats like fire , the thrum of earth’s life pounding against a golden ribcage . thor breathes . he smells the mortal scent , the blood , the rust , that rose from the man’s flesh . his hair , a harsh rustle to nest in . and the solid muscle that smells like toil . he breathes him in again , and presses their bodies together . welcoming such enthusiasm . thor’s arms settle around Lü’s waist in response , and gives the man a deepening , radiant grin .

“ of course I want to be your friend , Lü . “ And he says his name with the same reverence as he did before , valkyrie-pitted on the field of battle . hearts beating as one . divine blood running hot .

And more . he’d wanted to be more for him . the way his eyes couldn’t sever themselves from him . an intensity that thor commanded with skill ——— he’d kept his desire close . knowing well how much he craved the general’s company . come back . please , come back to me .

father was right ― though lü bu has long thought otherwise. he'd searched the land for a worthy opponent , tore his way through kingdoms to only ever be left with ash in his mouth. for there was no man on earth who could claim to be his equal ; his strength bestowed upon him on the night of a red moon , designating him a child of evil from the moment he took his first breath. & though he may search the lands for another thousand years , he would never find one who could stand as his equal. that man was in the heavens , all along.

ah , that's exactly the response he was hoping for. thor wanted to be his friend , after all ! excitement surges , a feeling of relief flooding , washing over him like rain. legs lift & wrap around the god's waist , clinging on tighter , pulling their bodies together , so no space remains between them.