the kiss vax'ildan receives is crushing indeed, all force and hunger, and vax'ildan reciprocates with enthusiasm. he presses his body weight against percy, nudging him back towards the bed. the deathwalker's ward is unclipped as they kiss and vax lets his vestige flutter to the floor, the only graceful thing about any of this.

once percy is underneath vax, he climbs between his legs and starts to open percy's shirt with an impatience he's never felt. his entire body is hot, and for a moment, once he pulls percy's shirt open and remembers vex'ahlia, his sister, vex, he pauses. what would she say if she--

percy's cock, hard through his pants, catches his eye next, and now it doesn't matter.

"get this off, now."