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T.J. Klune
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September 2 - September 6, 2021
I see you smile all the time. I don’t understand.”
“Sam, it’s just a dance.” I wanted to argue with him. I wanted to tell him it would never be just a dance. What a cornerstone meant to a wizard and how it could never be just a dance.
“Gary, why Sam sweating?” “Well you see, my dear Tiggy. When a boy loves another boy very much, it makes him awkward and have feelings in his penis and mmmphh!” “Sam, why you use magic and glue Gary’s mouth shut?”
“I’m probably into rimming,” I told him, and Ryan tripped and almost fell down. Sometimes he was so graceless for a knight.
It’s always will they or won’t they and I just want to push their faces together and scream at them to kiss.”
“Why don’t you just do some magic?” Ryan asked, and for some reason, his pupils dilated and his voice went slightly hoarse. “You could… uh. You know. Do magic. All over them. Just. Get it out there and do it.” “Oh my gods,” Gary said. “Seriously? That’s what does it for you?”
“Ungh,” Ryan said. “That shit is so hot.” Everyone turned to stare at him. He was bright red. “I said that out loud, didn’t I? Dammit.” “What?” I squeaked. “When you do magic, it turns me on,”
because Sam won’t pull his head out of his ass to see that Ryan wants to eat said ass for dinner.” “I do,” Ryan said through gritted teeth. “For breakfast, even. And lunch. And a midnight snack. Especially when you do magic.” “You have a magic kink?”
“Knight Delicious Face. What is that?” “You’re a knight,” I said. “And your face is delicious.” “You think I’m delicious?” he said, suddenly shy.
Everyone at the tables was staring at us but I couldn’t care less because Ryan fucking Foxheart got boners because of me.
Your mouth.” “What’s wrong with my mouth?” “Nothing,” Ryan said. “Except for the fact that it doesn’t have my dick in it and holy fuck, this needs to stop.” He looked horrified.
“I’m going to do so many spells,” I said, because it seemed impossible for me to stop. “You won’t even believe how many spells I can do. Flora Bora Slam, motherfucker.” Our lips were inches apart. “I want you to Flora Bora Slam me,” Ryan said and I just choked.
“Why don’t you just use your magic?” Justin asked. “It shouldn’t be that hard.” “Ungh,” Ryan said. “It’s harder than you think,” Gary said, wide-eyed and innocent.
“I promise, because when I look upon these stars, there is nothing I wish for more than you.”
I had a lightning-struck heart and my gods did it beat.
It wasn’t who I was. It wasn’t what I wanted. My magic wouldn’t allow that. Not now. Not when it was settled. (Because it said ryanryanryanryanryan and I thought nothing of it.)
“I’m pretty sure Ryan just called off the wedding because he wants to sit on your smile.” “Whoa,” I breathed. “I am so into that.”
But then I looked upon the stars and I wished for the one thing I wanted more than anything else. I didn’t believe it could ever come true or ever be mine, but then I held his lightning-struck heart, given freely and without reservation. And I would gladly treasure it for the rest of my days.”
“We should probably deal with the Darks so we can get out of here,” he said, running his thumbs over my cheeks. “Yeah? Where we going?” He blushed. “Oh,” I said. “Oh. Yeah. We should definitely go do that. We should go do the hell out of that. Many times. Like, I’m so down with that. You have no idea.”
His breath was on my face as he smiled up at me, eyes sparkling in the candlelight. They reminded me of stars and I remembered my wish from that day in the secret garden, where I wished that I had someone to call my own, so I could show him why I was made for him. And here he was. Ryan Foxheart, Nox that was. My cornerstone. “You’re mine,” I said in awe. His smiled widened. “Yeah, Sam. Yeah.”
