Strigoi
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a 18 year old
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a million voice inside my dreams my heart is left so incomplete
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Jun 17, 2015 21:34:47 GMT -5
Post by corbett on Jun 17, 2015 21:34:47 GMT -5
starlight collects in his eyes, dances in his vision. he’s an empty vessel filled to brim with the distant blue lights. his sallow skin wears well the blue hue. a white canvas, stained with the colors of night. it suits him better than the bleaching sunbeams.
their gazes meet, magnetic. lips part in a smile so reminiscent of that child years ago, yet so very different. fanged teeth, tension in muscles which haven’t known a smile for many years.
“wil?” he leans close, hands grasping for wilmer’s own. “i’m sorry for all the trouble i've caused you. it’s okay for me to be here, right?”
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Jun 20, 2015 23:13:50 GMT -5
Post by wilmer cook on Jun 20, 2015 23:13:50 GMT -5
he clasps the other's hands, tightening around slender digits. they're cool and smooth under his palms, a grounding touch. he isn't ignorant—wilmer knows corbett's no longer that same orphan of years past, he himself is no longer maddie. but he sees the past and present and future superimposed like planes of existence, and the emotion that swells and washes through is undying, unchanging.
"i want you here," wilmer corrects.
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Strigoi
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a 18 year old
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a million voice inside my dreams my heart is left so incomplete
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Jun 21, 2015 0:14:27 GMT -5
Post by corbett on Jun 21, 2015 0:14:27 GMT -5
so easy to forget the monster he’s become, and the sins he’s committed. how much blood has the hand entwined with wilmer’s own shed?
he regrets not a thing, only fears at discovery by higher ups and punishment imposed on wimer for his hiding of a strigoi. fears in his eyes, in his gripping hand. but how easily it melts away at wilmer’s word. not an intruder, but a invited guest.
to the sky he looks again. “i think i’ve missed the stars. i’ve missed you more.”
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Jun 22, 2015 21:28:26 GMT -5
Post by wilmer cook on Jun 22, 2015 21:28:26 GMT -5
he doesn't really care much for stars—finds no comfort in their cold, ancient light. his eyes are trained on corbett; the only galaxies he admires are in the other's irises, tug on him in a facsimile of gravity.
"you'll stay. here," wilmer says. he doesn't mean it as a question, but his voice hitches up in betrayal.
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Strigoi
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a 18 year old
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a million voice inside my dreams my heart is left so incomplete
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Jun 22, 2015 22:18:06 GMT -5
Post by corbett on Jun 22, 2015 22:18:06 GMT -5
from stars again to wilmer’s eyes, the pull is magnetic. he’s drawn into them. light stands in the whites, shimmers over the dark irises. he touches along the curve of wilmer’s cheek to the jawline. to stay is all he wants, all he cares about.
“i won’t go anywhere.”
the corners of his mouth tug up slightly in the shrinking distance between them. hesitation holds him inches from wilmer. was he mistaking their relationship? closer he’s pulled until their lips touch, and then it’s too late for any second thought. no longer does he wish to think. around wilmer’s neck his hands slide, fingers tangling in his hair. lips part, tongue pushing to explore.
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Jun 22, 2015 22:54:30 GMT -5
Post by wilmer cook on Jun 22, 2015 22:54:30 GMT -5
it comes unexpectedly, inevitably. he doesn't see it until the whole truth is upon him; his eyes were fixed on the details, like pinpoints in a pointillist painting. wilmer stiffens at first contact, paralyzed; unconsciously his eyelids drop and he yields, gives in to the kiss.
his fingers slide up, grip onto corbett's shoulders and rest there. he thinks of nothing at all, everything's emptied out, flung into space. and when he pulls back, breathing hard, dizzy, there's a feeling not unlike a vacuum in his chest, sucking.
for the first time in his life, wilmer can only stare blankly, dumbly. "you—wh-what?"
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a million voice inside my dreams my heart is left so incomplete
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Jun 22, 2015 23:18:05 GMT -5
Post by corbett on Jun 22, 2015 23:18:05 GMT -5
unreceptive lips loosen, surrender to him. the body soon follows. his tensed limbs relax and move to rest so gently on his shoulders. simply the touch alone is electrifying, encouraging. lungs burning in his chest remind him of the need other than for the taste of wilmer on his tongue. coming apart for air, he’s smiling like a giddy fool. wilmer’s lost for words, for once.
“was it bad?” he licks his wet lips. “i’ve never kissed anyone before.”
he holds wilmer to him, arms loosely coiled. this closeness feels so comfortable. he indulges in the smell of wilmer, and the softness of his skin.
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Jun 24, 2015 15:31:31 GMT -5
Post by wilmer cook on Jun 24, 2015 15:31:31 GMT -5
his voice fails him for a moment longer; he gapes, amazement seeping in, at the beaming smile that scrunches corbett's expression and radiates a pure happiness he hasn't seen from the blond in years. even after their reunion, there'd always been a sadness tainting every smile, worry peeling up the edges.
"no," wilmer finally starts, still blinking the stars out of his eyes, "i was...surprised. you're happy."
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a million voice inside my dreams my heart is left so incomplete
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Jun 26, 2015 0:16:16 GMT -5
Post by corbett on Jun 26, 2015 0:16:16 GMT -5
too unkind the years have been to corbett. happiness too scarcely felt since his expulsion to the world below. born anew, this feeling flourishes in wilmer’s heartfelt acceptance and spreads through him like something hot drunk after hours in winter chill. from fingers lightly touching his skin, lips that pressed to lustily to wilmer’s own, to the heart which pumps the warmth to the furthest corners of his body. he welcomes every bit of this joy.
“i am.” and how could he not, he muses, how could he not? he presses more kisses to wilmer’s cheeks. His embrace tightens slightly around wilmer’s shoulders. “i’m so happy i don’t know what to do with it but kiss you and hold you close.”
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Jun 28, 2015 23:04:17 GMT -5
Post by wilmer cook on Jun 28, 2015 23:04:17 GMT -5
corbett's lips, slightly damp and barely chapped, tickle like the graze of butterfly wings where they land. his mouth twitches; the edges creep up in an involuntary flicker of a smile—almost, almost wilmer wants to kiss him again—and he's dragging them down forcefully, like a lead plunger.
a strand of rationality's re-wound itself in his mind, rigid, tightens and locks his joints. "corbett," his tone is quietly questioning, weighty with gravitas. "kissing is...a romantic gesture."
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Strigoi
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a 18 year old
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a million voice inside my dreams my heart is left so incomplete
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Jul 4, 2015 21:23:09 GMT -5
Post by corbett on Jul 4, 2015 21:23:09 GMT -5
happiness drops form his face with the fall of his grinning lips. distress glosses over his eyes, perfect portals to the mind. “i thought… i... i guess i misunderstood.” down in his lap the fabric of his shirt hem is of great interest. he plucks the loose threads, watches them become undone. “i’m going to go inside.”
easily he’s on his feet. barefooted, the damp grass underfoot is cold. chills jolt up his legs, crawl along his spine. what an idiot he was to think maybe, just maybe wilmer loved him. only a shared childhood ties them together now.
he was so stupid.
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