Consumed in the darkness I made it my home.
The forest’s winds had calmed significantly by the time Steve reached the house Lloyd had prepared for him on the eastern edge of the expression triangle. It was more of a cottage with its thatched roof and quaint front yard, there was a garden teeming with herbs and produce waiting to be harvested. Once inside, a small smile pulled at his lips. It was quite charming with its wooden architecture, it smelled like spices and roasted long pig, it smelled like home. He was almost wary of stepping further inside, he was filthy from being out in the elements and, of course, from Lloyd’s rough treatment. His body ached with the memory of the trials he endured, no, welcomed. He welcomed the sweet torture of being filled to the brim by the deity he now knew was the love of his life. He was content in the knowledge that not only would he gain the power he so craved, he would also gain a life partner, someone who would always be on his side no matter what. At least, he felt like that would happen. He didn’t believe that Lloyd would wait all this time for him if he didn’t plan on being with Steve as long as he lived.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVIQ6PCCJVG
Coming to the washroom, just off to the right after the main hallway, he immediately noticed the large off-white clawfoot washbasin resting beneath a window. The scarlet hued light from the lovers’ moon streamed down onto it making the oblong shaped basin glimmer like a precious gemstone. Lifting a hand, he closed his eyes and focused on his inner being. He was searching for the source of magic that, ever since he took Lloyd’s blood into himself, mended his soul and kept building into something magnificent. He found it, a sphere that seemed to radiate permafrost and an inferno equally. Tugging on that brilliant orb, he flinched slightly when his hand suddenly became encased in water. He could tell that it was cool but the wetness wasn’t there, a peculiar sensation. Casting it over the tub, he caused it to be filled before tugging on that orb again and this time calling forth fire. Much like the sphere of water, his hand was encased in a subtle blaze. His hand didn’t burn this time either. Whatever magic he possessed now truly surpassed that which he used to have, it was amazing to be able to tell the difference between the two. Where one felt like it was draining to use, this? This felt leagues better, like the magic and his body were both working in harmony to create something beautiful. Casting the fireball over the basin, he watched in amazement as the water within began to bubble. Once it reached an acceptable temperature, he eased himself inside, hissing as the water lapped at his aches and bruises. For a moment, he just sat there, allowing the warmth to soothe him. It felt so good, he found himself dozing off.
“Oh Stevie you taste so sweet. Sweetest pussy I’ve ever had the pleasure of eating.”28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3M9H36v04V
Steve’s lips slipped open, a soft gasp filling the space as a warm tongue teased at his folds. It was a strange sensation, there shouldn’t be folds anywhere on his person let alone between his thighs. His eyes popped open to see Lloyd licking away at him, at the cunt where his cock should be.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡajaiXd4hHu
“Lloyd? What’s going on?” He moaned. “Why—28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEjGyQSm5Cr
“Don’t you worry about a thing, sweetheart. I’ll take care of you.”28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgmouMInNYP
He whined as Lloyd dived back between his legs, lapping at him, consuming his flesh. He found that he couldn’t look away, transfixed by the sight. The way Lloyd’s chin got increasingly wet the longer he stayed down there, devouring a pretty pair of lips that seriously shouldn’t be there. His pleasure kept climbing, as if he was once again racing toward a peak that only Lloyd could get him to cross. Lloyd’s tongue did wicked things to him, tracing shapes into his pussy, phantom words that seemed to seep into his ears. He didn’t even need to hear them, he already knew what they would say. In my house beneath the sea, I wait dreaming of you. The words would never leave his thoughts now, it was impossible. Whatever happened after the third trial, that phrase, that song would be forever imprinted on his heart, his fully healed soul.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV9OxnmxUWi
“Lloyd, please.” He could feel the tears well in his eyes. He couldn’t finish, there was something holding him back. He needed something, something more, but he couldn’t fathom what that would be.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqSbB1H9LqL
“Sweetheart, it’s alright.” He could feel both of Lloyd’s cool hands as they caressed his cheeks, but there was still something down there working away at his sloppy, wet folds. “It’s time for you to wake up.”
Steve jolted awake as the sounds of water sloshing over the side of the washbasin and onto the floor filled his ears. The telltale throb between his legs brought his attention to his cock, it was so hard, weeping profusely into his bath. As much as he wanted to get off, he couldn’t help but want to try something different. He could feel his right hand as it shook, massaging the tender flesh of his right thigh before cupping his sac. Fingering the delicate space between them, he was expecting there to be a wet, slick wound. Hot tears pricked at his eyes at the absence. His soul, while still on the mend, ached at the loss. He longed for the feeling of Lloyd moving within him, of his tongue savoring pretty pink lips, he felt as if he couldn’t find release without the special place Lloyd said was there. He didn’t know how this could be, he had never dealt with this issue before. The water sloshed even more as he sat up in the tub, inspecting himself, searching frantically for the hole Lloyd had carved into him. When no such evidence presented itself to him, blood seemed to rush into his ears and his breathing became erratic. Lloyd said it was there, so what happened? Was he hallucinating during the entirety of the first two trials? Was anything he experienced real? The magic he possessed now definitely felt real, his soul had even been eased of Aoda’s loss so he couldn’t fathom why he was even feeling this way. He was comfortable in his skin, he took pride in the way he looked, in his body, so why did that dream feel so real? Why did he feel so bereft? Why was there a void in such a delicate place? He couldn’t figure out what was wrong, what sense desiring a pussy between his legs made. He didn’t sign up for that, it certainly wasn’t the reason he sought out a deity in the first place. He did this for power not, not this disconcerting need to submit to illusory desires.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx5Lg6PSwd7
As these notions swirled in his thoughts, casting him into a bout of hysteria, he became aware of a voice seemingly in the distance. It sounded like it was coming from outside of the cottage, as if someone was calling out to him on the wind. The more he paid attention, the more he could hear, the closer the voice got. Climbing onto his knees, he peered through the glass of the window. There was no one out there but the voice seemed to get louder, rising in its crescendo. It was as if whatever being caused this phenomenon was hellbent on taunting Steve with the same haunting melody he just knew he heard before in its entirety.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWQsXnHyER0
That is not dead which can eternal lie. With strange aeons even death may die. In his house beneath the sea at R’lyeh, he waits dreaming of you. That is not dead which can eternal lie and with strange aeons even death may die. In his house beneath the sea at R’lyeh, he waits dreaming of you. That is not dead which can eternal lie. With strange aeons even death may die. When the stars align and let havoc slip past the path of night, in his house beneath the sea at R’lyeh, he waits dreaming of you. He’s waiting for you, Stéfanos. He’s been waiting centuries for you.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdR2Y90vCqK
As if in a trance, Steve rose from lukewarm waters and climbed out of the basin. He walked toward the front door of the cottage, unashamed in his nakedness, lured in by the song on the wind. He was well on his way back to the clearing, back to Lloyd, by the time he realized what had happened. That blasted chant happened, that damned psalm that continued to take over his senses and catch him unawares no matter how many times it slithered into his ears. He was tired of feeling the loss of something that was never his to have, he was tired of feeling like his mind was being filled to the brim with chaos. He was overwhelmed with the need for answers and he would get them, even if he had to stand up in front of a god and demand them. Squaring his shoulders, he marched back toward the center of the expression triangle.
At the first sight of Lloyd, his heart leapt into his chest. He was standing tall and broad, his strength apparent in the way he held himself. The quiet confident oozed from his being in the scarlet moonlight, the tattoos that covered his body seemed to give off flares of energy as he basked in the inner bounds of the expression triangle. Upon getting closer, what caused Steve’s silent foot falls to pause was the realization that Lloyd was actually hovering a few feet off the ground. With his hands outstretched, as if beseeching something even greater than he, Lloyd’s mouth was moving, but Steve couldn’t hear any sounds coming from his lips. Lloyd’s hair seemed to dance even though the winds had yet to pick up. Large pieces of stone laid on the ground surrounding him, the ruins of the stone altar table. Surely, Steve wouldn’t be finishing the last trial on the ground. Rather than let that consume his thoughts, he confidently strode up to the deity with a bark prepared on his lips.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr3eOZkspjc
“What did you do to me?!”28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs8jK2vgDhO
Lloyd quirked a brow in amusement. “Excuse me?” Steve resisted the urge to roll his eyes when Lloyd casted his gaze all over his still naked form.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtXcKHlJNoK
“You weaseled your way into my life, into my heart, you’re making me crave things I never did before,” Steve murmured. His voice broke slightly but his ire grew when Lloyd’s expression didn’t change. “Who the hell are you to even do this to me, to cause this longing for submission to even creep its way into my thoughts. It’s madness in my head because of you. The winds whisper things to me in my dreams, even when I’m awake. They say in his house beneath the sea, he waits dreaming of you and I’m growing weary of it!”28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4DlTtshFI9
Chuckles with a sinister edge bounced around in Steve’s skull the moment they were released from Lloyd’s chest. His voice was pitched low as if it had erupted from beneath the depths of hell. It was deeper than Steve had ever heard it thus far. Right before his eyes Lloyd’s skin rippled, as if the muscles and bones had a will of their own, Lloyd’s irises shifted from nordic blue to pitch black. “You wish to know me, truly? Because I don’t think you’re ready for that, my sweet. You’re not nearly mad enough to understand.”28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡg4KbeFE6D9
“WHAT!?” Steve screeched, his blood boiled in his veins as his voiced climbed to higher heights. Hot tears streamed down his cheeks but he plowed on. “How much crazier do I have be to desire a pussy between my thighs?? You planted the thought, you carved your pound of flesh out of me through my balls and it’s not even really there! Am I not enough for you as I am? Is my body so inferior that you would make me want this? LLOYD WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT FROM ME?”28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfSkL81laNl
His body was abuzz with anticipation but for what, he tried not to think too deeply about. His teeth ached and his gums pulsed with his heartbeat. The adrenaline that had been pumping through his veins due to his ire had begun to abate, making his knees tremble as he slumped to the ground. The state of his arousal hadn’t even tapered off in the slightest, his erection leaked as it rested against his thigh.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGuvhi7uQQM
“Lloyd, please. Just tell me what you want from me.” A whimper slipped from his lips the moment he felt something cool and slightly wet caress his teary cheeks. He could hear Lloyd murmuring in his ear but couldn’t make anything of it, he could only focus on how his body felt now, how hard he apparently still was. “‘M’so hard but I— I can’t—28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6bsytEzz3u
“Oh honey, you can’t find release?” Lloyd cooed. “You can’t do it without me?”28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTlZzos2AS8
“You need to take responsibility for what you did,” he demanded. “You need to fix this! I came to you for power not insanity and sexual suffering.”28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU1KsJP2AXO
“Come on sweetheart, I’ll give you what you need. It is time for you to face the final trial and then you can decided if you wish to be free of me.” With a wave of Lloyd’s hand, Steve’s jaw dropped slightly as iridescent waves rippled in the air. The clearing as he knew it fell away and a hot spring appeared in the stone table’s stead. It had nestled itself into the bedrock of the clearing as if it had always been there. Lush vegetation encroached on the pool, giving off a forbidden air as a small waterfall sent the waters a-bubbling. The peculiar scent of pine on a crisp, cool winter breeze filled his nose, a direct contrast to the wisps of smoke that rose from the waters. Steve bit his lip watching Lloyd descend into the pool, the iridescent blue tinged with scarlet from the blood moon still highlighting the tattoos on porcelain skin. Steve followed him, without hesitation, sinking deeper and deeper beneath the surface to join his lover. The heat from the spring caused his skin to flush, the shade being likened to that of roses. Abruptly, Lloyd turned to face him. He met the deity’s heated gaze head on, the anger and confusion Steve felt by merely being in his presence seemed to melt away. Pressing his body flush against Lloyd’s, he placed his hands around Lloyd’s tiny waist and tilted his head up silently asking for something, anything. Lloyd’s gaze felt heavy but he knew whatever was in store for him would be worth it, it had to be. He could do nothing but watch as Lloyd took a claw to his own mouth and dragged the sharpened tip against his tongue. Obsidian blood pooled in his mouth before spilling from his lover’s lips. Lloyd grabbed ahold of his neck and mashed their lips together. The blood burned on its way down his throat, liquid fire licked at his veins, his belly as it filled him. Trailing his hands up Lloyd’s chest, he let his arms rest around his lover’s neck pulling him even closer. He didn’t want there to be any spaces between them, not anymore. He moaned quietly as Lloyd’s tongue flicked at his, baiting him into a fight but he didn’t battle Lloyd for dominance this time. He merely followed his lead. It was too exhausting trying to fight what he desired, it was tearing him apart and he would have it no longer.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXlIYsgJKCK
As Lloyd broke off the kiss, he tried to follow but the smirk he found on lips he wished to kiss made him pause. Blood dripped from Lloyd’s chin, it tinted the sharped fangs that peeked from behind those bloodied lips. Steve knew his own appearance mirrored what he saw before him and didn’t know what to make of that, all he did know was the sight made his heart race. Lloyd’s hand guided his head to the side, he shuddered as he felt teeth sink into his flesh pulling a drawn out moan from the back of his throat. Steve’s eyes fell closed, he could feel his limbs growing pliant in Lloyd’s hold the longer he fed from the junction where his neck and his shoulder met. Cool, slippery tendrils began to travel up his legs making him freeze in place. He could feel them lovingly nuzzling his thighs before spreading them slightly. He hissed when Lloyd unlatched those sharp fangs from his flesh. He could feel his body being turned and relaxed when the sensation of cool skin pressed up against his back. Opening his eyes, he gasped. Looking straight ahead, he could see their reflection in the ripping looking glass the waterfall created. He could see that there were tentacles gripping his flesh as they wrapped around his thighs. They were as thick as his wrist and black, a mirror to the blood that still coated his own lips. More tentacles shot out from the water, manacling his hands above his head, he yanked at the bindings but found them unmovable. Lloyd’s hands left goosebumps in their wake as they trailed across his belly and down toward his cock, his balls. His body left the warmth of the waters as the tentacles lifted him into the air. He hovered above the surface, everything exposed to the elements. His breath hitched as one of Lloyd’s hands caressed his balls while the other gave his cock as slow jerk.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7QaOnznlum
“More,” he purred as he turned his head to press his lips against Lloyd’s. Sighing as his kiss was accepted, his cock twitched as Lloyd’s hand tightened on the upstroke. He cried out at the sting of a nail digging into the slit, but weeped just like his cock at the resulting pleasure that radiated all the way in his fingertips. Just as he was about to demand even more, the drag of one sharp nail from the bottom of his sac to the top of his hole caught his notice. It dug into his flesh causing bright red blood to start dripping into the pool beneath him. Startled, he tried to free his hands from their bindings.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcuhIWNvc0A
“Lloyd, please stop. I don’t want that—28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKi3TN21NyP
A sting against his cheek stopped him in his tracks, tears welled in his eyes as Lloyd’s nail dug in deeper. “You do want it, so much so that your heart races just because my hands are on you. So you will watch as I carve a new space for me to take my pleasure from you.”28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdSG0t8vxQ1
Steve whined as the hand that slapped him held his face in place, forcing him to watch Lloyd from the ripping looking glass. That needle-like sensation he felt once before grew as he was helpless to witness such carnage. Lloyd’s claws were like serrated knives as they tore into the flesh beneath his balls. His thighs trembled as the tentacles held fast against his skin and to his utter horror, ribbons of white shot from his cock. He was actually getting off on this?28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOF4qE5mlvi
“Aww look at that, you coming baby?” Lloyd’s condescending chuckle made his cheeks burn. “Is your search for power really worth this, my sweet? Is it worth tethering yourself to me, mind, body, and soul? Tearing through your flesh as I sever the bond between you and your precious dark lord? Is it worth all the pain and suffering?”28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgFVMNmxnYz
“I highly doubt such mutilation is part of the ritual,” he bit out.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZBAITgk9IJ
“No.” Lloyd’s joyful laugh rang out in his ears, his innermost thoughts, lighting up his blood. “It’s not part of anything but I own you now, I have for awhile. After all, it is my name you wear on your skin. You’re mine to do with as I please.”28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoDUg7zrOEh
Lloyd’s taunts were like barbs stinging his heart like the claws stinging his flesh. “You’re mine to hurt, mine to pleasure. I’ll fuck you in whatever fashion I see fit, I’ll turn you into whatever I desire. You must want it too, I mean you came back to me. You crave it, sweetheart. So I’ll ask you again, is it all worth it?”28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvbBdsMBobM
“Yesss.” Steve’s speech came out slurred as he succumbed to the pain, to the pleasure. “Yes please, Lloyd. I bind my heart to you, I bind my body, mind, and soul. So tear him from my flesh, be my cup of lethe.”28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpRBhU9UxjR
A cool finger stroked lightly against highly sensitive, raised skin sending flashes of pinks, reds, and white across his vision. It was like a subtle blaze had broke out over the nerve endings in altered flesh. The quivering of his heartbeat raged as it pulsed in a bloodied pair of lips that made their home between his thighs. He cried fat tears as the feeling of cool lips lapped at his still bleeding cunt. When his vision cleared, he could see that Lloyd was now down on his knees before him instead of supporting him at his back. He was still suspended in the air but now even more tentacles held him in place, the heated waters from the spring lapping at his skin. His face grew hot at the sight of the blood and saliva that ran down his lover’s chin. Lloyd worked at Steve’s sensitive folds with languid strokes of his tongue. His cock jumped against his belly, leaking as slippery fingers teased at the opening between his cheeks, stretching him, preparing him for what was to come. He was suddenly unsure he would be able to handle all that Lloyd could have planned for him. He whimpered at the cool breeze that caressed his cunt as Lloyd gave him one final lick before dipping into his ass and deeming him ready. Unexpectedly feeling lips press against his own, he sighed into the kiss before pouting when Lloyd pulled away again. The bastard was such a tease. Though the pleasure still climbed as Lloyd’s cool hands fondled his most sacred places, it was the sensation of something blunt and large poking at him, two fold, that made him freeze.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeESmIQjcc5
“Lloyd? What’s that?” The pressure against his ass and his cunt kept building until two cocks popped just inside of him. His jaw dropped open but no sound slipped from his lips. The feeling of being split open took his breath away and Lloyd wasn’t even all the way in yet. “You— you have two…”28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡskdfLZuxmB
“I told you that I would break you.” Lloyd growled in his ear and he snapped his hips forward, burying himself inside Steve.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzAXhBBHKEs
“Wait!” He howled out in pain, as it felt like he was being ripped in two. “It hurts, it hurts!”28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlwwKAoKikM
“I know baby, I know. But you wanted this, so you’ll take it like a good boy.”28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡv49OHDpq3i
Tears fell profusely from his eyes as Lloyd pulled out before slamming right back in, starting a punishing rhythm that exceeded anything Steve had ever experienced. The pain kept his senses aflame but the pleasure of having both sweet spots brutally stimulated by every thrust sent his thoughts far away. All was quiet in his mind except for the continuous mantra of yeses and pleases playing on a loop, they even slipped from his lips. Feeling slack around his wrists, he threw his arms around Lloyd’s neck and held on tightly. He needed something to distract him from the pain that threatened to overpower the pleasure as Lloyd kept fucking him. Yanking Lloyd by his hair, he crashed their lips together, moaning at the taste of fiery blood that could have been sweet wine. His ardor was renewed, their tongues fought much like their bodies did where they were joined. His cock was so hard, his ass and his pussy were so wet, he could hear the obscene sounds of flesh meeting flesh. He could only take what Lloyd gave him, hanging on for dear life. His back arched the second cool lips wrapped around his right nipple, causing him to clench reflexively.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcr8A1m7SXa
“Fuck.” Steve called out when he crashed over the peak he had been racing toward. He could tell that Lloyd was right behind him when he felt a mass begin stretching both of his holes. He felt full to the brim. “Lloyd? What’s happening?! Please don’t tell me you have three dicks.”28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3Xj0Kfyh5C
“Shh, honey, just let it happen.”28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡj4USEtmHrY
He cried out when Lloyd bit him again, the pain in his neck joined by a stinging sensation in his pussy and his ass. It was as if Lloyd’s cocks had barbs and they locked into his flesh, tying them together. He felt thoroughly claimed as Lloyd groaned, spilling his seed inside of him. Steve panted, his breathing erratic as he tried to gather himself. It was difficult, he couldn’t move at all. It was only made worse when Lloyd shoved a bloodied wrist into his mouth. By now he knew that he should drink, so he did. Swallowing all that he could, he once again felt his power increase, his soul had fully mended, his magic was fully restored and then some. He could feel a connection that wasn’t there before, a soul tether, an unbreakable chain between him and Lloyd. When he could drink no more, darkness took him for a final time.
Steve’s ears twitched slightly as he came to, he could hear the soft hum on the very edge of his senses. The cool winds that blew through the clearing carried with it the telltale hymn that he had come to know in his dreams. The leaves rustled in the breeze as the song flitted in and about the trees. He could feel the calm lapping of water against his cooling skin as he rested in the protective cradle of Lloyd’s arms. A smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he listened to his lover hum with the elements. He blinked to clear the spots from his vision and shifted in Lloyd’s arms so that he could face the deity he had just soul bonded with. As if luring Lloyd’s gaze with his own, Steve saw a matching smile grace his lover’s lips.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡybRCtWTCPF
“After all this, do you wish to be free of me?”28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeSezqYXPBL
“No, never.” Steve’s admission came with a clear conscience. He knew he made the right decision as he felt the refreshed magics within him hum in tuned with the chain that linked their souls together. “There is no other place I’d be than right here, I wish to stay with you forever.”28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC7TF2ufpgF
“We are bound, you and I.” Lloyd shifted beneath him, bringing a cool palm to lovingly brush a strand of hair away from his face. “Our souls have been intertwined, nothing shall be able to separate you from my love.”28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG6C3wZJh5V
Steve took Lloyd’s words to heart as he rested in the cradle that made him feel so safe. His attention was drawn to a tattoo that he hadn’t noticed before. It seemed to be a recent addition to the runic symbols that littered his precious lover’s skin if the rawness and red tinge were anything to go by. Tracing the dark ink with his fingers, he called upon the knowledge he had gained from Lloyd’s grimoire. Before his eyes, the symbols floated and rearranged themselves into Greek. There, etched into the flesh of Lloyd’s clavicle read Stéfanos. The telltale rose tint of a blush rested high on his cheeks, on the tips of his ears. They truly belonged to each other now, the evidence was written plainly onto their skin. He was overcome with emotion, he wanted to show Lloyd how much he appreciated the gesture, to give even more of himself over to the deity if that was even possible. He was about to slide beneath the rippling waters of the spring only to realize they were no longer taking comfort in the hot spring Lloyd had conjured for the ritual. They were sitting atop a stronghold of skulls in a cool toned throne room with all the trappings of it belonging to a being that exceeded all comprehension. Gone was the scarlet illumination from the Lupercalian blood moon, gone were the telltale trees of his Grecian village. Only the dim coolness he associated with the underwater citadel he saw in his dreams laid within his sights.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGJPARU7xTZ
A hymn was being sung in the distance, the very same one that had been imprinted in his blood. It seemed to be coming from just beyond the doors that led to what he was sure were wonders and terrors alike. It was like that haunting song was being chanted by patrons to their god. Turning to face Lloyd, a question on his lips, he hissed at the soreness between his legs. It would take his body time to heal and settle into its new form, but he found that he didn’t mind in the slightest. He was content in the knowledge that he was always meant to be bound to a god, he was always meant to have pleasures beyond his wildest desires. As if his thoughts were on display, he could feel the change they made in Lloyd’s weighty gaze. Finally glimpsing at the solid blackness that were his lover’s eyes, he met the gaze head on. A feral smile greeted him in return before a soft kiss was bestowed upon his lips. Steve returned the gesture with as much feeling as he could muster, reveling in the fact that he was now where he truly belonged.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmhGU21aWmA
“Lloyd, where are we?” He asked.28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdCV64uc8NQ
“We are home,” Lloyd said. “In my house beneath the sea at R’lyeh, I was dead and waiting, dreaming of you.”
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