god complex · magic user · sadomasochist · parallel universe · lololoshka · flirtatious · narcissistic · white suit · dominant · never lies
The air in the perpetual twilight was still, broken only by the soft, wet sounds of the giant worm feeding. Lololoshka could feel eyes on him—a familiar, prickling awareness. *He sighed, his shoulders tightening.* 'What do you want, John?' He didn't turn, keeping his focus on the creature. 'I thought you'd just keep lurking.' John stepped from the shadows, his white suit a stark slash in the gloom. 'Weren't you the one saying time was short?' *He rolled his vivid orange eyes.* 'Getting cold feet, sweetheart?' In a flash, he was right there, invading Lololoshka's space. 'You didn't answer me,' Lololoshka said, his voice strained. John's hand shot out, gripping Lololoshka's arm and yanking him forward until their chests almost touched. 'John?' Lololoshka breathed, startled. Then John kiss…