[ his nerve endings come to life with a pulse of heat, dancing to the rough stone of hawk's voice. their fling — and embry doesn't want to call it anything else now, doesn't want to admit that it could be anything else out of sheer fucking spite — means the press of hawk's body is familiar now, the corded lines of lean muscle, the sleek fabric of his suit, the woodsy spice soaking the pulse of his throat. the way hawk is looking at him, the way he's speaking to him sends a skitter of danger down his spine. he thought maybe he'd gotten away with it, his little slip during hawk's haze of grief, but no. the accusation is as pointed as a blade, and embry has nowhere to run.
ash's presence is suffocating as always — worse when he's already agitated, already guilty over more than just the ghosts lingering in his room. he never should have fallen into hawk's bed that night in the first place, not in the state hawk was in. embry knows well enough what it's like to bury your misery in a warm body, and all the shit that comes with it. ]
Jealousy's an interesting look on you.
[ since hawk has pulled him so close in his domineering, intimidating way, embry closes the minimal space between them and clashes their mouths together, giving him a deep, biting kiss, just narrowly stopping his hand from skimming up his perfect jawline and into the dark waves of his hair. he breaks the kiss with purpose, ignoring the skittish rhythm of his heart. ]
That's how it went over. That's how it felt. [ he licks his lips, steering hawk's attention back to the woman, the reason he should be mad, in a desperate attempt to bury any mentions of ash. ] You want me to rewind a couple years and show you how I fucked her, too?
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ash's presence is suffocating as always — worse when he's already agitated, already guilty over more than just the ghosts lingering in his room. he never should have fallen into hawk's bed that night in the first place, not in the state hawk was in. embry knows well enough what it's like to bury your misery in a warm body, and all the shit that comes with it. ]
Jealousy's an interesting look on you.
[ since hawk has pulled him so close in his domineering, intimidating way, embry closes the minimal space between them and clashes their mouths together, giving him a deep, biting kiss, just narrowly stopping his hand from skimming up his perfect jawline and into the dark waves of his hair. he breaks the kiss with purpose, ignoring the skittish rhythm of his heart. ]
That's how it went over. That's how it felt. [ he licks his lips, steering hawk's attention back to the woman, the reason he should be mad, in a desperate attempt to bury any mentions of ash. ] You want me to rewind a couple years and show you how I fucked her, too?