So so self indulgent Proximus/Tacitus drabble. My god.
Tacitus tenses as he hears Proximus's footsteps approaching. He stands very still as two thick arms wrap around him and Proximus's body presses tight to his back.
Proximus's mouth nearly touches Tacitus's ear as he speaks in a low tone, "If you ever let anyone else touch you, ape or human, I will have them publicly executed. You will watch. And I will punish you personally."
Tacitus sucks in a panicked breath. He knows that becoming involved with anyone else is forbidden; he doesn't need to be told. He would never risk it, not when he knows better than anyone how brutal and possessive Proximus can be.
Proximus reaches down to catch one of Tacitus's slender wrists in his hand. He briefly tightens his grip, making Tacitus flinch.
"Maybe..." Proximus keeps his mouth to Tacitus's ear, letting his breath wash hot over his skin, "I would snap one of these pretty things. Maybe both. You would be remiss to lose these clever hands."
Tacitus lets out the breath he'd been holding in a shaking exhale. He says, in a small voice, "I'd never... I would never betray you like that, my king."
Proximus smiles and murmurs, "You would never betray me, at all, isn't that right?"
"Of course not." Tacitus's voice comes louder now. He forces himself to take a deep, slow breath as he turns to face Proximus. "I would never betray you, my king. Never." He forces himself to look into Proximus's dark, hungry eyes as he says it. That gaze being aimed at him never fails to send a shiver down his spine, occasionally of pleasure, more often of fear, and sometimes of a sickening mixture of both.
"That's good, pet. I'm glad you understand."
Proximus exits the room without another word, leaving Tacitus to collapse into a chair and bury his face in his hands until his breathing finally slows.
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