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NEW CHAPTER. NUMBER 17.

Yes, in CAPS.

Just because everything is so chilled in the world right now.

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Chapter 16 here.

Short and mediocre, as usual. Damn.

Fuck the slow burn. Time to speed up the pace little.

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The Art of Loving While Being Criminals

Syndictober’s drabbles and one-shots are now collected in the anthology:

The Art of Loving While Being Criminals on AO3

Enjoy!

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So, this is happening.

Definitely not sure I’ll be able to keep up with it, but I’ll try.

One drabble a day, that’s the goal.

Today is train.

*

Jacob was standing on the freight train about to stop, licking his split lip while waiting for one man to appear, in particular: a mercenary for whom which side to take was often less important than how much fun he could have. They were not exactly the same, the two of them, and yet… the last mission was fun, he had to admit; perhaps he would get some wine as compensation for his lip. The train stopped and Jacob saw him there, with a black suit and his hands behind his back: he was waiting for him.

“Welcome back, darling.”

Maxwell said, stretching his hand out. He was home. 

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Syndictober - Day 15

And today is corgi.

*

Jacob was lying on the bed playing with Desmond, while Max was sitting at his desk trying to work on some drafts – surrounded by whimpering and laughs.

“Jacob… is he really allowed on the bed?” Max asked with a tired sigh.

“Desmond is spotless.” Jacob replied, and Desmond licked his cheek.

“Hm… and do you really need to be the one dealing with him?” Max insisted.

“It’s called dog-sitting, and I get paid for it.”

Max raised his head from his drafts, hit his papers with the palm of his hand, and exclaimed – grumbling:

“If you needed someone to lick your face you could have just asked me.”

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Syndictober - Day 23

And today is kukri.

*

“Just once to try… we’ll be careful.” Max said caressing Jacob’s chest, sitting in bed beside him.

“Absolutely not.” Jacob stressed it while sharpening his kukri.

“I’ve done this before, I swear it’s extremely exciting…” Max kissed Jacob’s shoulder.

“No weapons during sex, Max… let alone this one.” Jacob said pointing his kukri.

“Hmm, not even something smaller and safer? Something that doesn’t scare you and makes us have fun?” Max asked moving his lips towards Jacob’s neck.

The boy thought about which weapon would fit that description. And he found it:

“Your dick will do.”

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Syndictober - Day 7

And today is gauntlet.

*

“Does it hurt much?”

Max asked with apprehension.

“No.”

Jacob replied, tight-lipped, sitting in front of the other and observing his blood drops falling on the floor. Max sighed and loosened the gauntlet’s strap. He already sent for the doctor. He was worried. He started removing the gauntlet, gently, and exposed the wound on Jacob’s hand. Those bloody bastards.

“Don’t worry darling, it’s not that bad.”

Max said quickly, to reassure him, while moving a tuft of his hair from his forehead. Jacob raised his face and, although aching, replied with a smug smile:

“You should see the other guy.”

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Syndictober - Day 12

And today is piano.

*

“Why don’t you try?” Max asked, his hands sliding down from the piano keys to Jacob’s thighs – he was sitting on Max with his body facing the instrument.

“It’s going to be awful…” Jacob said, playing some keys.

“Just try.” Max insisted. “I’ll give you some inspiration…” He added, and his hands moved to Jacob’s inner thighs, up to his crotch.

“Mmh… this looks more like a distraction than inspiration.” Jacob smiled, playing random notes.

Max kissed his back and undid his pants, sticking his hand inside them.

“If you cannot play, you can always let me hear your voice.”