"Hold still, Father."
because someone want me to feed priest Samura unholy flesh
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"Hold still, Father."
because someone want me to feed priest Samura unholy flesh
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Idk man...
Rot in the Bones
Rating: Explicit Pairing: Yura/Samura Genre: PWP Wordcount: ~2k Warnings: CCNTW Summary:
Samura imagines the ring like a worm, black and segmented, squeezing through his smallest capillaries to his veins and squirming in them, following them to his heart and curling around it, and then it seems less of a worm and more of a snake, constricting him, a tightness in his chest, a viper with its poison. Yura has infected him, Samura thinks. And Samura has allowed himself to be infected.
Or - Yura has Samura by the throat, and one day he will squeeze.
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Let's have a very toxic start to the year, shall we?
Rating: Explicit (smut, gore) Pairing: Yura/Seiichi Samura Genre: Angst Wordcount: ~7.6k Warnings: Major character death, graphic violence Summary:
You made your choice, Seiichi Samura. Now, face up to what you've done and accept the consequences.
hierogamy //yuramura
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