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There were still rumours to this day that one had survived whatever fate befell them that day. Travelling folk insisted on seeing a lone isdernuc wandering the lands, sometimes in the company of one of the telyths—the ghoulish creatures from a forgotten age.
And then a creature tumbled out of it.
And its ears were tiny. Rounded at the top. I eyed them in alarm. Had someone maimed it? How cruel.
This is a weird spaceship, I vacantly thought, but then two werewolves walked in, and I passed out.
LMAOOOO
At least she had gotten to see Lyri shape his body into the man he had always been. She had immediately called for the royal healthkeeper when he finally told her, years after he had told me, his hand sweating in mine the night we had gone to her chamber for him to finally tell her that he was her son, not her daughter.
The colours are so unnatural. The sky is blue.” “Blue?” I repeated in shock, picturing the creature’s crystal blue eyes. He had eyes the colour of his sky.
His name was Juhgz. What an odd name—so unusual and exotic. I wondered if it held any special meaning in his world, in his language. Maybe it was a noble name, like mine.
He held it out his hand. I stared at it, nonplussed, until he chuckled and reached forward to gently take mine. I blinked in bewilderment as he moved our linked hands up and down for some reason.
Jugs and his “cheeseburgers” and “fries” that magically appeared through a window if he rode his metal casket up to it.
“Hi.” Hi? I thought high-five was his people’s greeting. Perhaps hi was a shortened, casual version, reserved only for friends and close acquaintances.
“What in Hag’s balls are you doing to my brother?”
“And instead I find him… attacking your face.”
“Because he is the Moric. Our ruler.” I wavered on my feet, suddenly feeling lightheaded. “He’s the… he’s the what now?”
I slowly came to the realisation that I’d just had an intense make out sesh with a monster world ruler.
I knew it would take a while for him to get used to kissing, and I totally did not mind being the guy he practised on.
“Oh! Lyri found it in your world and brought it back for me to keep.” He faced me again with a winning smile. “I am so lucky to have such a rare treasure. Something from your world.” I bit my lip as I stared down at him, not sure I had the heart to tell him that it was worthless.
“I’ll bring you other things,” I told him hoarsely, wanting to crush him in my arms because he looked so proud to own an empty beer can. “Whatever you want.”
“You don’t have to bring me anything, Jugs. Just as long as you keep coming back.”
I nodded as he said something else I couldn’t translate, relieved he hadn’t told me it was, like, bound in the skin of— “It is apparently bound in the skin of one of their Matriarchs.
Lor dropped the container, spilling melted pistachio ice cream all over his fancy blue sheets,
Lor, chilllll
I didn’t understand what working out meant, or why having such a big, beautiful chest warranted the name Jugs,
the flushed, slightly wrinkled twin orbs below that wonderfully thick pink length.
Quite possibly the worst description of balls ever
“These are so hot.” They felt a normal temperature to me, but I stayed quiet as I glanced down to follow his gaze.
Lyri was right. I was smitten. Completely, utterly smitten.
I wanted to do everything with him. And not just in terms of sex. I wanted to eat all my meals with him. I wanted to walk around the hyll’s gardens with him, showing him all the plants that would no doubt be unusual to a human. I wanted to climb into bed together every night and pull the drapes shut so that we could hide away until morning, just the two of us.
Jugs might simply stop coming back, never again stepping through the void from his world. And I would wait, and wait, haunting an empty guestroom in my hyll, praying to the Mabs for just one more chance to see him.
Uh oh. Foreshadowing?
It didn’t matter that he wasn’t from here. He was mine. And if he wanted me in the same way, I was going to do everything in my power to keep him coming back again and again.
I deserved a freaking medal for lasting this long when I was fucking the hottest, most beautiful creature in the entire universe.
I’d spend the rest of my life travelling back and forth through the void if I had to.
I mean, he did know I had a boyfriend. He just didn’t know my boyfriend wasn’t human and lived in another world.
To ask him to stay with me for longer this time—not just a night. To stay for days. Weeks. To never go back.
a single hoop earring studded with a tiny, deep blue jewel. “It… it was the first earring I ever wore. My first piercing.”
My throat ached at the sight of it in his lobe. Now he could carry a piece of me whenever we were apart. Jugs’ throat bobbed several times as he looked at it in the mirror, before picking up his old hoop and turning to face me. “Will you… will you keep mine?”
A single flash of gold amid all the silver-and-black metal and muted jewel tones.
“Would you like a drink while we wait for the formal address to begin?” My mouth was dry with nerves, but before I could even answer, he was turning to a member of staff standing silently at the side of the room.
SUS
My back prickled with sweat, droplets sliding down my spine, and the chains tinkled constantly as a low-level tremor remained in my whole body.
Hm
“I lo—I want you so much.”
“I want you too, more than anything. I miss you every moment you are not here. I dream of you after you leave. I spend my days wishing you were beside me, wishing that I could have you here with me always.”
“I’ll get you some water.”
NO
These spots were flat, but completely white. Like all the pigment was gone from my skin.
I wanted to be with Lor. I wanted to curl up in bed with him and breathe in his scent and be with someone who… who loved me. We hadn’t said it, and maybe it was way too early, but… it felt like he loved me. I loved him.
not wanting to be here anymore. There was no point being here. Lor wasn’t here.
“I’m sorry, Lor.” She swallowed. “This… this is how it started with your mother.”
I turned and walked stiffly into the dining room to get Jugs’ water. My hands shook wildly as I tried to pick up the carafe, spilling it everywhere.
“H-h-he—” I wrapped my arms around myself, shaking uncontrollably. “He has it.” “Has what?” Lyri’s fingers tightened painfully. I swallowed, feeling like I might vomit. “What took Mama.”
she had started getting ill, slowly weakening until she could no longer get out of bed. Until her chest barely moved before she slipped into unconsciousness and never woke back up.
His big body seemed to shrink in on itself, and his voice was small when he whispered, “Am I going to die?”
He had returned, and he had kept returning, to this world that was so foreign and unknown to him, just to see me. Just to be with me. And look at what it had cost him. What I had cost him.
