bathe our hallowed eyes in the moonlight
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beat the blessed earth with our heartbeats by hoko_onchi for RedBlazer
Fandoms: The Magicians (TV)
29 Dec 2020
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“What is it that you’re trying to do here?” Eliot's words are tinged with good natured amusement; that should put Quentin on the defensive. Instead, his whole body relaxes, reacting to Eliot’s calm, steady scent, the slight rumble of his voice.
He leans toward Eliot, eyes wide, inhaling deeply and stifling the whine that starts to rise in his throat. Jesus fuck. Quentin is a hormonal nightmare. He shouldn’t be allowed in any public space. Ever. But certainly not within a few weeks of his heat. Jesus.
“Um. I’m—strawberry patch. The landscape fabric—”
A grin spreads across Eliot’s face, and Quentin just gives up. He can’t be expected to form a complete thought when he’s just the right height to focus on Eliot’s collarbones, his eyes wandering to the scent gland on Eliot’s right side, which—barely there, just a slightly darker patch of skin—sits just above the collar of his shirt. He takes a deep breath and lets it out, trying not to do what he wants to do, which is whine, bury his face against Eliot’s neck, beg Eliot to hold him and scent him and make him smell like that.
But Quentin is a person, and Eliot is a person, and they’re both people, and Quentin can function, for fuck’s sake.
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- Part 1 of bathe our hallowed eyes in the moonlight