#we need more maglenn content

[glem-aiteoli]

Glenn looked at him, a breath stuck in his throat, lips barely open with want.

No, Magus thought, he needs it. But he doesn't want it the slightest.

He hates it.

A sly grin grew on his face as he moved forward, his nose almost touching Glenn's. He could feel the erratic heartbeat pounding at the end of the trembling finger tips against his cheek. Even better.

Magus could not have bared being wanted. Loathing was all he knew ; of others, of himself. In hatred, he found the most comfort.

Glenn closed the gap between them. The softness of his touch first startled Magus. His lips hesitantly moving against his, enamoured with the discovery of what it meant to give in.

And then, as if Glenn suddenly remembered who Magus was, pain.

The hand on his neck bruised his throat by forcibly grasping his hair. Magus groaned, kissed him harder, pulled him closer, his hold too tight on Glenn's waist.

A need, not a want, tried to remember Magus. He doesn't want me.

Deep inside him, the slight feeling of disappointment he felt tried to make himself disappear quickly, in fear of what he could mean.

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A (future) scene from my fanfiction "Nothing hurts better" on Ao3 ! English is not my first language, so sorry in advance if there's any mistake. Please feel free to correct me !

I hope you'll like this fanart, it started as some silly sketch, but in the end I had too much fun working on it ! Don't hesitate to tell me what you think of it ;D