Date: 2025-12-14 04:12 am (UTC)
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Joshua moans for him, and the pretty sound of it is like flint and tinder. Clive hums, huffs, and grinds back up along the length of his brother's body, rubbing against him with the insistence of a wolf trying to scent its mate.

His voice rasps, low and throaty, like smoke curling from a fire. "You came back to me." With equal measures apology and possessiveness. To me. "Even though I couldn't save you, even after my failings."

He loses himself in that thought; that Joshua, too, yearned for him. That these years apart had been just as torturous for his brother as it had been for him. It isn't a relief to think on it, but turns Clive's possessiveness into corrosive protectiveness, and he dips to rake his tongue along the skin that he broke with his teeth earlier, hot and wet and insistent.

"Never again. My brother, my omega―" Something sparks behind his eyes when he says that word, omega. Right, that's what Joshua was, is. "―I'll care for you. Keep you safe. Keep you so close to me."
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