" come here... kiss me " YO IDK PT 2 , LOVE , NECROMANCIR
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he stood across the room from the necromancer — his brows tugged together in a state of indefinite confusion. the tension between them ( sexual , and or otherwise ) was thick enough that he probably could've cut it with a knife. swallowing back a wave of nerves , john moves forward. steps slow , deliberate. waiting for gavriel to tell him no. never-mind, he'd say. i was wrong. i don't want you. just as everyone else that john ever cared about had. it was just his life — his curse.
❝ are you sure ? ❞ once he did this … once they crossed this line. he knew that nothing would be the same with them again . — john felt things .. so deeply. even if he would never admit it. once he crossed this line with gavriel — once they touched … he couldn't go back. he'd wanted this for so long. sickness curls in his stomach , nerves shifting through him. blue hues begging the boy in front of him , just barely inches away now … to stop him now , if he wasn't sure..
