Gnawing the bars

daily reminder that gale dekarios needs to be loved just as much as he needs to love

the yearning doesn’t stop when gale and tav get together btw. they both gaze at one another with wide pining eyes and an immense amount of gratitude all the time

Gale Dekarios eating you out like it's his last meal because he believes he has no choice but to die and part of him never cared if he lived or died anyway, at least not enough to stop reaching for magic he knows is dangerous, deadly, and technically out of his skill level, what's the difference between a deathwish and the Weave, nothing to Gale Dekarios, it's only that the Weave held him tighter than death did, told him he was a good boy sometimes and shamed him at others, yet that was more than death ever gave him, death never answers, but the more the taste of you hits the back of his throat, the more your scent clings to his beard, the more you buck against his face and tangle your hands in his hair the more he wonders if life might be worth living if it's like this, so deeply charged in his own body, his cock harder and more tangible than anything magic ever offered him, his knees sore on the hard ground, the rough scratch of dirt and moisture of the soil and grass an inconvenience echoing the texture of your soft skin against his chin, his nose buried in your pubic hair, all of it preceeded by your hand pulling him out of a tangle of unstable magic, Gale Dekarios is a man and it's good to be one with his tongue pressed inside you, his unwilling savior, a lighthouse where he is a storm