Right now Liam was temptation, the most indolent of temptations that could have ever existed-- set in the molten combination of whiskey and chocolate within those eyes. He felt himself shiver as the pull felt nearly impossible, like a string that was pulling him closer and closer-- and perhaps he did find his way but a few inches closer as he was sucked into the gravity that danced from every pore of the other man.
And then he remembered himself, reaching into the basket to break the spell.
He had to break the spell, his willpower needed to be thorough and complete because Liam was a heady addictive dream the way that his body seemed to vibrate with each shadowed breath.
Out came the bag of cookies and he said rather hoarsely. "Cookies?"
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Date: 2025-05-28 02:35 am (UTC)And then he remembered himself, reaching into the basket to break the spell.
He had to break the spell, his willpower needed to be thorough and complete because Liam was a heady addictive dream the way that his body seemed to vibrate with each shadowed breath.
Out came the bag of cookies and he said rather hoarsely. "Cookies?"