#cannot believe that's where this went ajksdg

[krakensmaw]

❝  you look different in sleep, beautiful but cold as moonlight.  ❞ (blackrose, college au, even better if this is said before they’re together asdlkj). @pyratezlife / ned.

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐖𝐎𝐊𝐄, 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆. moonlight filtered in through the gaps in the curtains of their dorm and dappled the rumpled sheets draped across their form. fully bare beneath them as so oft he was. shifting, cotton dragged over smooth flesh and lithe limbs, strewn upon the bed. they couldn't have been sleeping for longer than two hours, having been out drinking with jack 'til last call at the pub. but, somehow, he felt no exhaustion. seized as they were by some hazy fight or flight response immediately upon waking.

then, ned's voice emerged from the shadows, seemed to seep from them like billowing smoke, and drew a hitched gasp from their throat. the other leaned forward then, in the chair by the window adjacent their bed. leaned into the cold stream of light. the reflection of it glinted in those grey eyes, piercing, but blown so wide in the dark that it nearly swallowed his irises whole. affixed so intent upon ed that it stole the words from their tongue.

was he imagining this? or lost to a dream, perhaps? mind still heavy with booze and sleep, flitting in and out of reality. the sheets tangled about his legs and clung, protesting as they arched into a languid stretch and rolled closer. the fabric tugged and pooled lower in their movements.

❛ do i feel cold as well? ❜ their own voice sounded distant, muffled to their ears. he watched his own hand reach out as if it was someone else's. reached to curl about ned's wrist and dragged him to settle a palm flat against their chest. he blinked up at him, doe eyed, and the shadows seemed to unfurl from ned himself. his body pulled from the chair by ed's grasp and urging him forward, to hover over and blot out the moon. ❛ am i still asleep, dreaming ? ❜ it was a foolish question, but they felt the cloying need to ask. did the answer even matter? they leaned against the other's palm and shifted, coaxing it lower, lower, 'til ned's fingertips met with the hem of the sheet and their cock twitched in anticipation.

a bead of moisture bloomed from where their tip strained at the fabric. bloomed and spread, stained the stark white as he shuddered.

#pyratezlife #' verse / oxford ! #usfw #cannot believe that's where this went ajksdg #they def are not together yet in this fyi