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🪐 — LUCIUS SPRIGGS.
@musecraft ( as izzy ) sent ' closer ' to: pin lucius against a wall and glance down at his lips.
his back hits the wall with a heavy thudd, much too loud in the silence of the cabin. and this time lucius doesn't push his lips into a grin, he is unable to muster up even a crumb of wit as two hands keep him against the surface at his back. this time lucius only swallows, feeling his heartbeat pound mercilessly into his ears and throat. he honest to god believes this is where his luck runs out, this is where past week's threats become reality — the boy opens his mouth, desperately trying to inhale enough air to at the very least plead for his life. anything, he'd do anything. he would scrub the deck, go on his knees, do whatever izzy tells him to, so long as— clarity comes back to him slowly, nerves still wrecked, but there is no knife drawn and izzy doesn't even look particularly angry ( which means: no more than usual ). he is looking down, actually, right at his lips again. lucius dares to breathe a little easier.
❛ um. so — i'm not quite sure what's happening right now? ❜ his voice is a bit shaky, but he steadies it as best he can, pushing some edge into it. it's not too hard, with the building knot of tension coiling around his chest. ❛ you're the most confusing person i've ever met, you know that? you tell me to stay the fuck away from you — which i did — but then you come here and you do that thing again. you look like — you look like you'd want to. you can, by the way. if that's what's happening in that infuriating head of yours. ❜ or you can tell me to fuck off like usual.
HIS SKIN FEELS A SIZE TOO SMALL, itchy & constricting painfully around him. it’s an unpleasant sensation that izzy has been steeling himself to for years, & one that he can usually all but ignore. but ever since the last time lucius had spoken to him — offered to kiss him like it was nothing — it’s as if it’s become a little tighter every day, until he can barely breathe. & pete had only made it worse, his insistence that his boyfriend had meant it kindly as much a surprise to izzy as lucius’ genuine hurt had been. it’s all been swirling in his head for days, guilt & shame, izzy at war with himself. & now it’s become a raging storm. so he just snaps when he happens to run into lucius alone belowdeck, slamming his back against the wall before he can stop himself, his composure frayed down to nothing. & yet, the rage that he feels all disappears when he presses closer to lucius, replaced by something far warmer. his eyes fall to linger on the taller man’s lips, considering for a mad moment what they might feel like against his own. izzy’s gaze is still there when they begin moving, & it’s so unfair how this all seems to be so easy to lucius; how he can touch other men without shame, how the words fall from his lips one after the other with ease while izzy can’t even manage to choke out a single one. ❝ just shut up, don’t you ever shut up, ❞ izzy manages. but his voice is softer than usual, strangely devoid of anger in spite of the harshness of his words. his hands fist tighter in lucius’s lapels, but this time he’s pulling the other man closer rather than shoving him away, letting himself step in until there’s barely an inch between them. you look like you want to lucius says — & izzy does. he wants this. the longing for it is nearly choking him. & with lucius telling him that he can actually have it, izzy’s control finally snaps. with eyes pressed closed so tight that creases spread out from their edges, izzy leans up onto his toes. his hands never loosen their grip, keeping lucius held fast in place. some part of him thinks wildly that this is all a joke, no matter what pete might have said, & the other man will pull away laughing at the last second. but he doesn’t. instead, lucius lets izzy press his lips roughly against his mouth, the kiss tentative yet desperate, & izzy feels his heart blaze to life, searing hot in his chest as his pulse races away.