Here's a new story I'm working on. Well. Old, and new, because I haven't thought about it in a long time. Yllissand and Tenyek have been dancing around each other for a while now. Knowing they'll e separated in the morning has sort of brought things to a head. Well...no sort of about it...
Yllissand leaned close, touching his forehead to Tenyek's. "I'm not here now to talk about war, or you leaving."
In answer, Yllissand slipped the knots from Tenyek's trousers and began loosening the cord holding them around his waist.
Tenyek growled and gripped Yllissand's wrist tight. "Yuli..."
"Do not call me tat unless you mean it," Yllissand said, his vice hissing breathless over the grip Tenyek had on him.
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