Cubefall: Sinric/Aureus

[i_am_your_host]

Emcee opens the door to his room and leads Aureus inside.

The shades are up and the windows are open to the night air. The large bed is neatly made, with soft, dark linens and down pillows. On the table near the plush loveseat are glasses and bottles of wine and other liquor, and a gramophone.

"Would you like something to drink?" he offers.

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[i_am_your_host]

He chuckles softly at the gesture, sweeping the pad of his thumb over her fine cheekbone. And he nods in understanding, as they have always understood one another.

"We are who we are, darling, even if we aren't one thing or the other."

[thewidewideworld]

"We are sensation and song. We are the still water that reflects the desires of others, and we are the rushing river that hides powerful depths." Her eyes slip closed as she runs her hands over his flanks, feeling his skin, feeling herself as they press together.

"We are made by our pasts but sculptors of our futures." She draws him into a kiss, rolling him onto his back as she moves to straddle him. "Fact and mask both."