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Sirius roars with laughter, a booming, triumphant sound that rattles the windows and vibrates through Regulus’ ribs. “Your poor virgin eyes—oh my God.”
Regulus freezes for a fraction of a second, frowning at the word.
________or Regulus and James' first and second time together
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“You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs eventually, a quiet confession. “I don’t think you ever really see it.”
Hongjoong shifts beneath him, a soft scoff. “You’re biased.”
“I am, you’re my bias, didn’t you know?” Seonghwa admits, smiling against his skin. “But I’m also right.”
He kisses him again, lower this time, before his fingers gently hook into the waistband of Hongjoong’s boxers. He pauses there too, giving him time, space, an out if he wants it. Instead, Hongjoong reaches back blindly, fingers brushing Seonghwa’s wrist in a quiet go-ahead.
—or 90% domestic fluff with 10% smut, and a frustrated Hongjoong
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- Part 2 of bit like the Moon
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“Can we—please?” Hongjoong asks, the words slipping out before he can overthink them into silence. His voice is quiet but strained, need threading through it unmistakably. His body feels warm all over, desire simmering beneath his skin, something that’s been building slowly all evening and now refuses to be ignored.
He doesn’t even know how to explain what he wants. The shape of it feels blurry, tangled up with exhaustion and affection and the lingering ache of being touched and then wanting more. Shame pricks at him for needing this much, for asking when he’s the one who’s usually careful, restrained. But Seonghwa looks at him and understands anyway. He always does.
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- Part 1 of bit like the Moon
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Each word is a thread, gently stitching Regulus back together, pulling him in from wherever he’s floated. His vision flares white, then blurs into gray. His throat feels impossibly tight, as though the world could seep in around him in a thin trickle of pain. He fights. Against the gag. Against the tears. Against every scratch of fear that claws at his edges. But beneath it all is something teetering on euphoria: the fierce awareness that he is meant to be here. That this is his reckoning and his reward.
_____Regulus exhales slowly. “You want me to bleed for you before you’ll bruise me.”
James’ jaw tightens—but not in frustration. In recognition.
“Yes,” he says. “That’s exactly it.”
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- Part 2 of FEEL THE WORLD AROUND YOU
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Each touch is a thread. Together, they stitch something into Regulus that he didn’t know he was missing. He thinks, stupidly, that this must be what it feels like to be prayed to.
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- Part 1 of FEEL THE WORLD AROUND YOU