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He can see now that the thick rivers of rainwater have twisted and squirmed through the glass, turning into glossy tendrils that flex and reach for him as he stumbles backward off the edge of the twin bed.
Vessel should be used to the bad dreams by now.
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- Part 1 of In Turning Divine
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Whether it’s God, Sleep, an immortal Eldritch being cursed to hold up the cosmos, or some other divine entity entirely, someone is surely taking the piss.
Vessel looks him once over. “You smell different,” he eventually says.
Fuck.
II takes a measured breath. “Do I? Haven’t noticed.”
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II has been feeling awful recently. Maybe it's something to do with all the travelling and performing they've been doing lately. Except he alone has been touring for almost ten years and he's used to the toll of it on his body. This is different. It isn't long until two parallel lines on a pregnancy test seal his fate.
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No actual names are used in the interest of honouring the band's anonymity. Characters are entirely based on their stage personas.
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“Can you even call yourself an alpha at this point?” III reaches down to grasp at Vessel’s cock, stroking it between his thumb and index finger until Vessel is gasping and bucking into III’s hand. “Look at this little thing.” He looks conspiratorially at IV and adds sotto voce, “Can you believe he used to be able to split me open on it? It isn’t even big enough to be a proper mouthful now.”
“III!” Vessel bites off his name like a curse, his flush spreading down to his chest. Despite his tone his cocklet kicks in III’s grasp, dribbling precum like a leaky faucet.
“It’s alright, Vessel. It’s not like you’ll be using it anymore, anyway.”
The process of bitching an alpha is a long and taxing one. From the perspective of a beta like IV, it seems needlessly cruel. But Vessel is an eager participant, and IV just needs to be reminded of this.
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His grandad brought him a guitar for Christmas, and he liked to put his spare plectrum between his teeth while he was tuning it.
And then he began to go to house parties when he was fourteen, and started putting bottles of WKD in his mouth instead. At fifteen it was cigarettes. At seventeen it was weed.
That’s when he got his first girlfriend as well, and he discovered there were other uses for his mouth. At eighteen, he went to Uni and discovered he liked the taste of whiskey and coke. He also tasted his first cock, and found out he liked that too.
He doesn’t talk about that one as much.
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IV can’t stop putting things in his mouth. No one really seems to mind, though.
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- Part 1 of Between the Jaws of Fate
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II doesn’t have anything apart from a smoking habit, his beat up docs and if his counseler is to be believed, a bad fucking attitude. Plus his very tall, water obsessed best mate, who he’s only slightly in love with.
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Vessel is a community pool junkie that II's hopelessly in love with