good bye ruby good bye you will be missed in the capri fandom since you're now writing HR fics š
noooo capri will always be my number one donāt worry š„¹š„¹ i just kind of hit empty in my creative well after 6 years and over 600,000 words across tumblr and ao3 ššš
so itās kind of exciting to be creative again so im taking advantage of it rn lol š
āWhat are you, Laurent? A nymph? A deity? Did the gods send you to destroy my kingdom? Or my heart?āāPlease, Damianos. If I wanted to destroy something, I would have done it long ago.ā
Laurent didn't even look up when Damianos entered the garden. When Damianos sat down on the cushions on the floor and leaned on the slave's knees, Laurent finally deigned to pay attention to him and sighed.
āIf anyone sees you in this state, Iāll be executed,ā Laurent said simply, without a trace of fear, and returned to reading the letter he had been reading before Damianos arrived. Damianos was terribly curious about what kind of letters a slave might have, but the trust that had developed between them was more valuable than fleeting curiosity.
āThen it's good that it's just us here.ā
Damianos felt like an annoying puppy when he rubbed his cheek against Laurent's knee, but Laurent finally put his hand on his hair, then slid his fingers down his neck.
Laurent tugged lightly on the dark curls, but the prince showed no sign of displeasure. Laurent tugged harder and Damianos murmured, pressing closer with one arm embracing Laurent's legs and his chin resting on the softness of his thigh. Damen slid his fingers under the straps of his sandals, and Laurent, shuddering with his whole body, was about to do something that no slave could ever think of doing. As if reading his thoughts, Damianos laughed.
āWhat are you, Laurent?ā Damen ran his forefinger down the slaveās knee, moving higher, but some ancient instinct, perhaps self-preservation, kept him from reaching under the other manās chiton.
āI beg your pardon?ā Laurent put down the letter, finally looking at Damen directly.
āYou're the only person who can be so casual about having a prince sitting at your feet.ā
āPerhaps you've seen too few people.ā
Damianos snorted.
āPerhaps you are a nymph sent to drive me mad?ā Laurent rolled his eyes. āOr a deity sent to destroy my kingdom?ā
āIf I wanted to destroy something, I would have done it already.ā
āOr,ā Damen persisted. He reached for the bowl of grapes and plucked a few berries. āAt the very least, you've captured my heart.ā
He stood up, braced his knee against the edge of the sofa, and leaned over Laurent. He held a grape to his lips, unsure if he would accept it.
āA prince should not feed a slave,ā Laurent reminded him coolly, leaning back against the pillows as if wanting to distance himself. Damen leaned closer.
āFormally, you were given as a pet. In Vere, masters feed their pets, donāt they?ā
āThere are no pets in Akielos, my prince."
Damen's expression must have been pitiful enough, because Laurent sighed and parted his lips. Those soft, inviting lips, which he had only been able to touch a few times in the past two months.
Laurent took the berry and bit into it, the juice rolling down his chin. Damianos carefully wiped it away with his fingertips so that the stickiness wouldn't settle on his skin.
āMay I kiss you?ā Damen held his breath, waiting for an answer. Laurent's eyes sparkled, not allowing him to look away.
Laurent swallowed the berry and closed his eyes, his lips remaining slightly parted. Those sweet, sweet lips that Damen would kiss until the end of time if he had the chance. He touched them with his own, licking away the remaining traces of grape juice, caught his lower lip with his teeth, and ran his tongue over it, apologizing for his little mischief. Laurent buried his fingers in his hair, and Damen felt very blissed.
Laurent felt himself falling apart. In those strong arms that held him, in those tender, naive words that contained no lies. Laurent reached back to grab the letter and clenched it in his fingers, crumpling the paper, and collapsed onto the pillows, allowing Damianos's weight to press him down.
Before I return home, I will repay my debt to you, Damianos.
Iām just writing to say I hope youāve been doing well and enjoying life in small of big doses, but hopefully often enough. š
Iāve been thinking of you and your wonderful stories and the different and complex versions of lamen you have made me fall in love with, so I wanted to say thank you!!
Your works are a gift to this fandom and I hope you know that š
HELLO MY LOVE!!!!!!!! ā¤ļøš„¹ thank you for checking in on me and thinking of me i appreciate it so so so so so much!!!!!!! ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø
thank you so much for your kind words!!! i loved writing every silly little word for this beautiful fandom and im so grateful every day that people read them and like them!!! šš
also YOUR talent is a massive, massive asset for this fandom!!!!! if you don't think i think about your amazing book covers every day then youre simply wrong!!!! they're my favourite pieces of art in the world and that's not even an exaggeration š„¹š„¹š„¹
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