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Flins was surprised by how much he enjoyed it—Illuga vulnerable, utterly at his mercy. It occurred to him that he could do anything to him right then, use him however he pleased, and Illuga could do nothing about it. The thought lifted the hair on Flins’s neck with an unexpected frisson of pleasure. Oh, what fools desire made of men.
Flins and Illuga and an average night at the lighthouse.
Bookmarked by amethyst_ashes
05 Mar 2026

