Fishblight Mire gold [m]

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the man lay down alongside armand under the flimsy guise of care; this amused the boy, for why would castiel not admit to what he wanted? he was prepared to pay this price, to lay the silver coins of his fleshliness across the palms of this strong and sable creature. "yes," armand whispered, turning in a tangle of slim limbs to sling a foreleg 'round castiel's muscular shoulders. "when i was put to work in the bed of scarlet, i was taught to turn no desire aside, but where others merely tolerated their abuses, i welcomed them."
"indeed, castiel, whatever you wish -- i am all the world, and all the world may now be yours, for the price of greenery and blood." a feral smile crossed his muzzle; the hint of glistening white teeth beneath his lip, and he sighed in an exhale that was the surrendering of himself to it all -- to death, to winter, to castiel.[/tr][/td][/table]