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    Daniel —freshly undead— has a couch. Armand —freshly divorced— is most definitely not welcome in the Dubai penthouse at the moment. And maybe they both have things to teach each other.

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    trauma-informed handholdy vampire kissing

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    “What do you need, baby?” Daniel asks, his voice delicate as a soap bubble. Armand can just barely feel the puff of air on his neck as he speaks. He can feel, too, where Daniel’s hand rubs at his arm lightly, where his caress brings goosebumps to the surface. The parts of him that Daniel touches light up like a switchboard, like isolated stars in a constellation that hasn’t been drawn yet. Each point of contact something sharp and alive in the graveyard that is his body.

    “Touch me,” Armand begs, turning his face into Daniel’s chest. Listening to the soft thud of his heartbeat, the same heartbeat that flutters beneath Armand’s rib cage. Their heart, their heart, their heart. “Everywhere, please.”

    Armand dissociates. Daniel helps ground him.

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  4. Public Bookmark 24

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    Armand feeds him from the wrist and Daniel is unmade, pulled like the end of a slipknot until he once more is a thing unformed. A blank slate, tabula rasa, wiped clean. A sand castle at high tide. A snake eating its own tail.

    Everything eats itself in the end, comes back to where it started, and Daniel is no different. His blood is Armand’s blood is his blood, and when he gulps down mouthful after mouthful, Armand’s hand feverishly massaging his throat to aid the weak, dying muscles in forcing it down, it is himself he is drinking from.

    He is at the bottom of it all. He is at the place from before the bottom even existed, the place that always was. He is woven into nothing and back again. He is woven into nothing and it is woven into him. He is woven, and unwoven, and hungry, and woven, and starving, and woven.

    Starving, starving, starving. Like the ringing of an alarm clock. Eat, you stupid motherfucker. Feed.

    He thought he knew before, when he was just a dumb addict. What it means to be hungry.

    He had no fucking idea.

    Armand, Daniel, and a lesson in taking the long way home.

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  5. Public Bookmark 70

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    It’s starting to feel like this is not just about him feeling sorry for what happened earlier. Daniel says as much aloud, unable to help it even if it might mean shooting himself in the foot. Even if he might risk putting an end to this by giving it name.

    “Hmm,” Rashid hums in feigned contemplation as he settles one knee on the bed beside Daniel’s hip. The index finger of his left hand dips underneath the sleeve of the older man’s cardigan. Runs along his pulse point, his veins. “What do you think it’s about, then?”

    “No fucking clue,” he replies, his stare dragging up the line of Rashid’s throat, over the curve of his jaw, past his mouth and up to his eyes. The boy isn’t meeting his gaze, his lashes fluttering in the direction of Daniel’s wrist. His lips are parted slightly. He looks—he looks.

    He looks horny. Wrecked. Devastatingly pretty.

    Rashid huffs an airy laugh. “Liar.”

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