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Authors: Agatha Bird
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Landyn said, squeezing his eyes shut. “Cold mountain streams, freezing rain—”
The temperature in the room dropped and a hard shiver wracked Connor’s frame, distracting him from mouthing at Landyn’s skin. He saw blue light flickering wildly around Landyn’s hands. “Hey, what—?”
A glacial deluge poured down over them, soaking them to the bone. The stinging cold hit so fast it made Connor’s chest contract, and he couldn’t get any air. His fingers scrabbled at Landyn’s shoulder, and his dick felt like it had snapped off. “What the hell!” he cursed.
“Sorry, sorry,” Landyn said, his voice high and tight. “I didn’t mean to! I couldn’t control it!”
Connor collapsed against him, laughing helplessly once he could take a deep breath and it no longer felt like there was an icy band around his heart. “So it was good for you?”
“You’re horrible ,” Landyn said, his teeth chattering.
“Don’t worry, we’ll work on your control when we do this again.”
Landyn moved until their foreheads were touching. “Again?”
“Yeah,” Connor said, pressing a cold, wet kiss to Landyn’s cheek. “I’ll teach you how to turn up the heat.” He waggled his eyebrows.
Landyn pushed him off the chair into a puddle.
Connor thought he might be in love.
T HE NEXT day Connor could barely concentrate. He spent most of the day jumping when their hands accidentally touched, hyperaware of their shoulders brushing as they walked side by side. Landyn was more quiet than usual, but he gave Connor shy smiles all day long that heated Connor’s blood and had him grinning helplessly back.
Connor had been looking forward to their final run-through all day. He loved the feeling of their magic working together, but he’d admit he also loved the idea of continuing what they’d started last night. He smiled, remembering what it had felt like to kiss the subtle corners of Landyn’s mouth and could barely wait to tug Landyn down on one of the armchairs and put that clever mouth to other uses.
It was finally evening, and Landyn had run back to fetch a book, but Connor went ahead without him, too jittery to waste any more time.
He rounded a corner blindly, almost to the room, and was stopped by a slim, delicate hand on his chest.
“Elisa,” Connor said, startled.
“Connor,” Elisa said, fluttering a coquettish look from under her lashes. She put her hand on Connor’s arm, trailing her fingers lightly over his skin, and Connor couldn’t help the involuntary shiver or the way heat rushed to his dick; Elisa had him pretty well trained.
“The Trial is tomorrow,” Elisa said.
“Yes,” Connor said, attempting to edge around her. “Which is why I’m heading to practice now. So, if you’d—”
Elisa put her hand on his cheek and tilted his face down, brushing their lips together. “Connor,” she breathed. “I’m so sorry that I was such a fool.”
Connor stood frozen, blinking stupidly down at her. “What?”
Her pale gray eyes were wide and sad as she looked up at him. “It’s supposed to be us together at the Trial. That’s what we always said, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, but—”
“It can still be us, Connor. If we go to the Oracle together, we can convince it to unite us like we planned.”
“Elisa, I—”
“Think about it,” Elisa said quickly, going up on her toes to press a longer kiss to Connor’s mouth. When she pulled away, she wiped her thumb across his lower lip and gave him a smile full of promise. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Connor stared after her and wandered into the practice room in something of a daze. He touched his fingers to his lips. Nothing. He felt nothing for Elisa. All he could think about was Landyn. His mouth curved into a smile.
It took Landyn longer than expected to arrive, and when he walked into the room, Connor knew immediately that something was wrong. The temperature dropped so fast that the fire died with a violent hiss and the logs
The temperature in the room dropped and a hard shiver wracked Connor’s frame, distracting him from mouthing at Landyn’s skin. He saw blue light flickering wildly around Landyn’s hands. “Hey, what—?”
A glacial deluge poured down over them, soaking them to the bone. The stinging cold hit so fast it made Connor’s chest contract, and he couldn’t get any air. His fingers scrabbled at Landyn’s shoulder, and his dick felt like it had snapped off. “What the hell!” he cursed.
“Sorry, sorry,” Landyn said, his voice high and tight. “I didn’t mean to! I couldn’t control it!”
Connor collapsed against him, laughing helplessly once he could take a deep breath and it no longer felt like there was an icy band around his heart. “So it was good for you?”
“You’re horrible ,” Landyn said, his teeth chattering.
“Don’t worry, we’ll work on your control when we do this again.”
Landyn moved until their foreheads were touching. “Again?”
“Yeah,” Connor said, pressing a cold, wet kiss to Landyn’s cheek. “I’ll teach you how to turn up the heat.” He waggled his eyebrows.
Landyn pushed him off the chair into a puddle.
Connor thought he might be in love.
T HE NEXT day Connor could barely concentrate. He spent most of the day jumping when their hands accidentally touched, hyperaware of their shoulders brushing as they walked side by side. Landyn was more quiet than usual, but he gave Connor shy smiles all day long that heated Connor’s blood and had him grinning helplessly back.
Connor had been looking forward to their final run-through all day. He loved the feeling of their magic working together, but he’d admit he also loved the idea of continuing what they’d started last night. He smiled, remembering what it had felt like to kiss the subtle corners of Landyn’s mouth and could barely wait to tug Landyn down on one of the armchairs and put that clever mouth to other uses.
It was finally evening, and Landyn had run back to fetch a book, but Connor went ahead without him, too jittery to waste any more time.
He rounded a corner blindly, almost to the room, and was stopped by a slim, delicate hand on his chest.
“Elisa,” Connor said, startled.
“Connor,” Elisa said, fluttering a coquettish look from under her lashes. She put her hand on Connor’s arm, trailing her fingers lightly over his skin, and Connor couldn’t help the involuntary shiver or the way heat rushed to his dick; Elisa had him pretty well trained.
“The Trial is tomorrow,” Elisa said.
“Yes,” Connor said, attempting to edge around her. “Which is why I’m heading to practice now. So, if you’d—”
Elisa put her hand on his cheek and tilted his face down, brushing their lips together. “Connor,” she breathed. “I’m so sorry that I was such a fool.”
Connor stood frozen, blinking stupidly down at her. “What?”
Her pale gray eyes were wide and sad as she looked up at him. “It’s supposed to be us together at the Trial. That’s what we always said, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, but—”
“It can still be us, Connor. If we go to the Oracle together, we can convince it to unite us like we planned.”
“Elisa, I—”
“Think about it,” Elisa said quickly, going up on her toes to press a longer kiss to Connor’s mouth. When she pulled away, she wiped her thumb across his lower lip and gave him a smile full of promise. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Connor stared after her and wandered into the practice room in something of a daze. He touched his fingers to his lips. Nothing. He felt nothing for Elisa. All he could think about was Landyn. His mouth curved into a smile.
It took Landyn longer than expected to arrive, and when he walked into the room, Connor knew immediately that something was wrong. The temperature dropped so fast that the fire died with a violent hiss and the logs
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