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Sep. 17th, 2016 12:32 amKrem had been a dangerous distraction and a delicious sort of motivation all night. Gannicus came to fight: he was good at it, and he reveled in it, and for a few moments at a time he could forget all his confusion and sink into something so deeply familiar.
It didn't hurt that he'd done some drinking before even showing up to the gathering.
They watched each other all night, sharing in triumph or defeat. And at least once they'd fought each other - though Gannicus could hardly call it that anymore. They had wrestled, and it had nearly turned into something else right there in their chosen arena. But they parted, drew out the moment, the excitement of watching each other.
So when Krem caught him after a victorious bout, Gannicus went with him, eager. He grinned, bright and a bit bloody, and pressed hard into a kiss. His lip was split but that hardly cooled his passion.
It didn't hurt that he'd done some drinking before even showing up to the gathering.
They watched each other all night, sharing in triumph or defeat. And at least once they'd fought each other - though Gannicus could hardly call it that anymore. They had wrestled, and it had nearly turned into something else right there in their chosen arena. But they parted, drew out the moment, the excitement of watching each other.
So when Krem caught him after a victorious bout, Gannicus went with him, eager. He grinned, bright and a bit bloody, and pressed hard into a kiss. His lip was split but that hardly cooled his passion.
