seaofolives · 21 days ago
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🎭 #torokatober2024 day 12/31: pierrot 🎻
Even the bed creaks stutter with Quatre’s hips, the pressure between his straddled legs bursting in waves. This is where he usually screams.
He doesn’t. The circus grounds are so quiet, and this is their last night together before Trowa goes on tour to the farthest cluster known to man.
Trowa brings him down to his feverish chest, turning them on their sides on his narrow bed, in his cramped tent.
Quatre strokes the glitters on his cheek from tonight’s makeup. He’ll miss him.
Trowa kisses him deeply, his tongue and his hips moving again.
Quatre sighs, his toes curling.
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