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[wantonwhale]

A Promises Thrayjallus AU...

Chapter 11: "Sun Sets Low"

Kallus wakes Dayja from his dream to give him something far, far better.

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Dayja’s brow pinched. “Are you sniffing me?”

Kallus breathed out a laugh that fluttered Dayja’s hair. “Mhmm.” And then he breathed him in all over again.

“Yeah?” Dayja asked. “And what, pray, do I smell like, oh bane of the well-rested?”

Another nuzzle of warm hair. “Me,” Kallus replied with a wicked smirk that Dayja couldn’t see but doubtlessly heard. Just like Kallus couldn’t see but felt the eye-roll that followed.

Dayja grumbled, “Of course you’re into that.” He breathed in deeply through his nose and stretched his body as best he could in his current position. Kallus took the opportunity to run his hand from Dayja’s abdomen, over his waist, up to his chest, and back down to the sharp cut of his hip. For all Dayja’s complaining, the man all but melted beneath the touch. The contrived grumpiness on his face gave way to sleepy softness when Kallus did it again. Another deep breath. Another stretch: this time, arching back into Kallus. The hand that had been resting upon Kallus’s own reached behind them to weave into blonde hair, detangling it with gentle fingers.