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"Annex" is finally posted and now it's time for some short, mindless madness. Though knowing me, it'll morph into uncontrollable things, as usual.
Who can play: Glitch, Ambrose, Cain, Raw, in almost any combination including threesomes. Post your requests and we'll see what happens.
Who can play: Glitch, Ambrose, Cain, Raw, in almost any combination including threesomes. Post your requests and we'll see what happens.
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He reached across the bed to wake Glitch and ask him about it, but his hand came up empty.
Suddenly, painfully awake and heart pounding somewhere near his throat, he threw the blankets aside and stumbled to his feet. Instinctually, he crossed the room in a few long strides and crossed the threshold of the balcony door. To his left he spotted the solitary figure and he rushed forward, praying he reached it in time.
Cain's arm curled tightly around Glitch's middle just as the advisor began to tip forward and they both tumbled back to the freezing stone floor. Glitch struggled against him, frantic limbs reaching for the posts lining the rail.
"Glitch, stop it, it's me," Wyatt held the writhing body as close as he could, using his legs to restrain the kicking ones in front of him. He grabbed Glitch's hands with his own, managing to lean over the thin shoulder and get a glimpse of the pale face. Glitch's eyes were closed. Cain knew he was dreaming, something that had happened more frequently as the memories slowly resurfaced.
"No, I won't...burned them all...." Glitch's words were barely coherent but Wyatt had his suspicions about the nightmare. What hit him hardest was why Glitch had come out here, had nearly jumped from the building. He wondered if this was not merely a nightmare but the reliving of a dark memory.
Cain flipped them so that Glitch was on his back and Wyatt was laying on him, holding him down with his body. Hating himself, Cain reached up and slapped Glitch, hard, to pull him from the dream.
The man under him shook violently, his eyes shot open and he looked up wildly at Cain. "What - do I know you?" he panted, his hand flying up automatically to check his zipper.
"Glitch, sweetheart, you scared the living hell out of me," Wyatt gasped, leaning his head against Glitch's shoulder.
Cain felt trembling arms wrap around him and a soft cheek press against the side of his head. "Did I do something terrible?" Glitch asked hesitantly.
Bracing his elbows on either side of Glitch's head, Cain released a sharp breath and lifted his face up to kiss the other man, reassuring them both. "No, it's not your fault. We'll talk about it in the morning." He managed to stand on unsteady legs, pulling Glitch to his feet. Getting them both inside and sitting Glitch down on the side of the bed, Cain went back over to the open doors. He pushed them closed and dragged a heavy trunk over in front of them. Tomorrow, he would request a set of locks.
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That would also be a good thing! *hugs* Thanks!