You Taste Like Betrayal | txilar | 510 | R | Fenrir/Sirius
Author’s Notes: For
lilian_cho, finally. Follows
Hungry and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart
-Neruda
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and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight )
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Fenrir leaned close, sniffing Sirius, lips resting on his ear, tongue creeping out as he spoke, hot, wet, mouth curving as Sirius tried to contain a shiver and failed, shaking more. “I made him,” he whispered, licking Sirius’s neck.
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I wrote this months ago, but was hung on the last 50 or so words. Bit of a writing block this year, but it's getting better as the stress recedes. This past weekend I wrapped up a lot of things that had been left hanging in the 'island of misfit fic' folder. I'm most pleased!
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Creepily good :) The fandom could do with more of this pairing!
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“I thought all the flesh from your tree was gone.” <==Fenrir saying flesh, not blood or line or people but "flesh." Yeah. Lovely little touches like that.
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Thank you so much!
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