Sanguine Addiction
A multichapter Durgetash pre-canon fic coming tomorrow to Archive of Our Own! Updated every two weeks, telling the bloody love story of a Bhaalspawn and a sworn Banite.
Teaser:
Raven's nostrils flare as he keeps the guard in place, trapped in this state of extended terror. Licks his lips as he waits for Enver’s killing blow, his body entwined with the victim’s — the picture of erotic death.
Enver’s blood stirs; rushes southward. Power. Two fates rest in his hands; his next move determines a future he can’t quite see.
There’s no hurry. The cries reach him no more; all he can focus on is the anticipation in Raven’s eyes. The thick want coalescing between them. He pushes the dagger a little deeper, just to test it, and Raven’s eyes widen as a thin trail of blood runs down the blade.
“Do it,” the drow whispers, panting hard. His breath a wisp on Enver’s face.
The guard flails wildly between them; there’s no choice but to press him between their bodies, so he can’t kick. Raven’s warmth nearly reaches Enver’s face, the hand on the guard’s mouth brushes close to Enver’s nose.
Putting all his strength into it, Enver plunges the blade through the man’s neck. A sickening crunch as it enters his brain. The jugular must erupt, as blood spits out, warm droplets scattering onto his skin.
Raven’s mouth opens, erratic breaths heaving out of him as though in the grip of a climax. Blood sprays onto his face, his mouth, painting his ecstasy red and sinful, and Enver fights an impulse to lean in and taste the rapture.
