Scar (the nightmare men, kinktober fic 1)
Prompt: Eldritch Horror/Sensory Deprivation, for @prettyarbitrary
The Hollow paced in the long scrape of the Rima Ariadaeus staring up at the blue orb of earth.
There was no sound as he scuffed a foot along the lunar dust. His skin caught the reflected glow, iridescent light shifting under his skin. No sound, no sensation. His red and black garments lay discarded and he dug his unfeeling feet into the silvery ground.
Time hadn’t had meaning to him since the last time Jack Morrison had felt the warmth of the sun on his skin or heard sounds that weren’t the impossible groaning of dying stars.
There was a sudden shuddering of the void, and burning red eyes closed against the rainbow of solar winds rolling across the airless sky.
As the Reaper’s black tendrils curled up his bare legs, the Hollow *felt*. It was abyssal cold, the burning core of a young sun, silken pleasure and a billion prickling knives. It blossomed in his empty chest, in his throat, moving underneath his glassy skin, behemoths moving under ancient ice.
They blossomed in his throat and he made a sound, rippling the ancient scar.
“They say the moon will split again on judgement day, Jackie.” The Reaper materialised around him, and the Hollow arched back, running one opalised hand through the churning mass of black matter threads. He dug his fingers deep into the mess and Reaper made his own little gasp. “You’re saucy today.”
“….”
“Do you want that? Do you want me to split the moon for you, baby? Even though all you have to do is open that pretty mouth.”
Red eyes slid over to Reaper’s twining face and he smiled, licking at the black petals that tasted like blood and roses and electricity, that smelled like rain and ultraviolet rays. He dragged Reaper closer, opening his mouth to let the black mass fill him.
“…”
“I love you too, baby.” The soundless words vibrated through the Hollow’s shell, leaving gleaming, effervescent trails in their wake.
Beneath their feet, the moon trembled, dust drifting into the dead atmosphere.
I LOVE THIS I LOVE THIS SO MUCH AND GABRIEL CALLS HIM ‘BABY’ I CAN’T.
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