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khun aguero agnis ([personal profile] lighthaus) wrote in [community profile] wizardmanor2024-04-06 10:49 am

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Khun Aguero Agnis
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[personal profile] 1145pm 2024-06-02 08:41 pm (UTC)(link)
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Tatara is also spent, his heart full and all of him sore in the best possible way. He isn't exactly at what point he began to melt beneath Aguero's heat, but at the moment, this is the only state he can think of himself in. Total putty, soft, and at peace in his arms.

The shock of the day hasn't been completely fucked from his brains, though, and it lingers somewhere in him still. Even as he lays here, content, he can feel something react in him. A stray tear, unwilling, escapes his eye, and he wipes it away.

Whether or not Aguero sleeps he doesn't care. He murmurs, his voice cracked and hoarse. ]


I wish I were a wizard... [ His fingers dig gently into Aguero's skin. ] I would eat your mana stones and carry a part of you around with me forever...

[ However long that might be, for him, specifically.

He sighs, his heart beginning to ache for different reasons. How did he find himself, here, in the arms of someone blue, someone he's beginning to feel so irrevocably attached to? ]


Maybe I would have to settle for a necklace...
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[personal profile] 1145pm 2024-06-02 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He chuckles. Maybe his brain is mush, because when Aguero murmurs like that, he realizes it's probably a silly request.

So instead— ]


I need you to live, Aguero. [ He'll bury his face in his chest again, his words now muffled into his skin. ] I'll always walk with you.
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[personal profile] 1145pm 2024-06-03 03:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ What did it mean?

He doesn't know how long their path is, and he doesn't know how much time there is. But he knows he wants Aguero by his side until the end, whenever that may be, and he wants to get there with their hands entwined. ]


Me, too. [ Tatara parrots quietly, unsure of what part Aguero's agreeing with, but it doesn't matter.

Implications, again, lost on him.

With a soft sigh, he closes his eyes, and lets slumber take him. ]