then He took one of his ribs and closed up its place with flesh
pairing: clayorel, moraI oreI | rating: e | word count: 5.7k | warnings: father/son incest, extreme dubcon/borderline noncon, asphyxiation, underage sex
âDad, I donât have any pajamas or my toothbrush or anything with me,â OreI says in an undertone, clinging to his fatherâs arm. He feels as though he has to speak quietly as the snow crunches and squeaks under their shoes. Lamps outside each motel room flicker and spark as they pass, almost like theyâre blinking helloâor begging for help. âI donât know how Iâm gonna sleep without my pajamas. These clothes Iâm wearing need to see the sun.â
âYouâll sleep like a good, dead baby bird, OreI.â CIay squeezes OreIâs hand tight. âGooder and deader than ever.â