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Set after the tournament, or a long assassination mission… I don’t know. I just wanted to write Frit lol ~~
“Ow… Hit… it hurts…”
“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry.” Hit groaned into Frost’s neck as he surrounded himself in the warmth of his lover’s body, moving in and out of him so desperately. He’d missed him… he’d missed him so much. He knew it was hurting. He knew Frost was in pain, but he couldn’t… “I can’t stop.” Hit breathed. “I can’t…”
“I… I don’t want you to stop.” Frost uttered. He gripped Hit’s buttocks, pulling him further into his depths. It had been so long… He wasn’t used to it anymore. The pain was sharp, and strong… but his desire was stronger. He needed this… “Please… harder.”
“Whatever you say.” Hit panted against him, and let out a long moan as he plunged into Frost’s body, holding him as close as he could. “Whatever you say…”
wanting to fade away forever is like waiting for the wall of paint to dry— staring at it until your eyes burn red with dryness, and your legs are cramping with every breath.
it's wanting to solve every problem with the solution of not being here anymore, waiting until you fall and your bones crash with the cement.
it's crying until your throat turns within itself and you can't breathe and you're forced to scream inside yourself. it's crying when you get a breeze of air in your hair, and your cheeks turn cold because they've been hallowed out by being so gaunt.
i've been wanting to fade away recently.