As if being assaulted by the sun, Malgus shields himself away from the frivolity of Adraas’s outfit. Upon hearing the mention of his Eleena, he grabs Adraas by the scruff of his shirt and vest with clammy hands, speaking through the spaces between his teeth, he utters a curse on Adraas, one that will last for as long as his guilt will.

“Had I known it was you Adraas, I would not have answered!” His bloodshot eyes scorch a searing heat on him. “You are louder than the sun.” He releases his hands from him while turning away, the garish colours of Adraas’s clothes burn his sensitive, sore retinas.

“I am touched you think of me so highly.” Adraas smoothes the wrinkles Malgus made on his suit.

“That was not a compliment.” Heading back towards the safety of his house, he leaves the door open, allowing Adraas to enter.

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That line about answering the door is the first thing I wrote for this. It was too good to ignore. I love the dynamic between Malgus & Adraas and it humbles me to say that there are only 2 works under this tag and they are both mine.

This is a six-chaptered emotional smut, I uploaded it all in one go. Enjoy.

Tagging my people:

@claranidala

@raastredlegacy

@deepseacritter

it gave music

to the rock in my heart

it gave air

to the basement of my soul

it gave freshness

to the stale shutters of my brain

it was a beautiful rain

drop by drop

puddles as clear as the truth

that I

forever will

carry this sadness with me

I pace. There is too much space in this stronghold. I would do anything to have you back in my arms. Say anything. Kill anyone. I would, for you. Only for me to do the same thing, over and over. A deja vu that never ends. I am sorry you met me. I am sorry I took you from that place. You could have died a simple death, not knowing love, not knowing loss. I made you believe I could be anything else. I lied to you. Showed you a world that did not exist. And you took my lies and ate it up as truth. I wanted to believe. For a second, I wanted to believe my own mirage. It was floating there, just beyond my reach. I saw it. Us, together in eternity. But without conflict, there is no growth. I could not be at peace. For you, perhaps I could.

Food has no taste. The air has no smell. There is no rain. Nothing to soften the blow. I am alone, as I always have been. But now, the loneliness has a name.