🎀 soon

[ Harsh breaths, unthinking thrusts, Dom grips Theo harder when he lets go, the punctures of his teeth feeling like they weigh a ton and burn hot. If they should be bleeding, they aren't just yet, an effect delayed by the same curse that left him bleeding half to death when he was a child, brushing over the wound with soft fingers and a daze in his eyes. ]

I love you.

[ Theo doesn't hate him. Despite the Wrath sigil making everything go wrong, despite the way Dom looks right now, or even what he did to hurt his boyfriend, they can still say they love each other.

And he's still really fucking hard. His voice is nothing short of pathetic. ]

I-I think I'm gonna come.