Redrew one of my old Khun drawings, but now he moves!
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got a lot of snow in my area, always a child for snow
01/18/24
Prompt answer originally posted on Twitter Apr 18, 2023.
Recipient: @_disgrace__ (Prompt)
Summary: Tired noble Prince Khun that's against the regime and resistance leader Bam/Viole
Khun spit onto the ground, and it earned him a boot to his chest.
“Noble scum, don’t spread your filth on our base!”
“It’s not a slight, you idiot,” Khun retorted with a grimace. “I’m not gonna swallow my bloody teeth. Maybe you shouldn’t make a mess of me if you’re worried about the clean up afterwards.”
Khun braced himself for another hit, but the door opened. He recognized the cold stare of the resistance leader, Jyu Viole Grace.
“Leave.”
“But sir, he’s—“
“I said. Leave.”
The guards scurried away until it was just the two of them in the room. Viole kneeled down and lifted Khun’s chin with a finger. Viole tsked. “I told them not to get too rough.”
“Is this how you treat all your moles?” snarked Khun.
The corner of Viole’s mouth quirked up. “No. But they don’t usually live as long as you have, prince Khun Aguero Agnis.”
Khun held still as the binds around his wrists were undone. He let out a sigh as Viole took his hands in his and rubbed the reddened skin with his thumbs. “I’m sorry. I told them to be gentle, but they despise anything to do with your father’s kingdom.”
“It’s okay. I’m used to it. I’m happy to see you again, Bam.”
Viole smiled warmly. It’d been a while since he heard that name. “Me too, Khun.” He hugged him tight, burying his nose in his messy hair. “So happy.”
Disaster Gay™ Khun Aguero Agnis can survive a bomb to his heart but not his best friend accidentally pinning him on the floor
Prompt answer originally posted on Twitter Apr 18, 2023.
Recipient: @khuncest
Summary: Friends with benefits, pining while fucking.
Bam was between work and needed a place to stay until he could afford rent. Khun offered to let him crash on his couch until then. It started as a joke that he’d pay with sex, yet here they were. Clothes thrown to the ground, grinding against each other on the bed, kissing like they’ve never tasted anything sweeter.
He knew it was a bad idea. He had been in love with his best friend for years, but had been too scared to change their perfect friendship into something else. But maybe this wouldn’t change anything?
Bam gasped when Khun’s teeth grazed his neck. “Do it,” he whispered, and hissed through his teeth when he did.
Yearning was all he knew, so this was new, overwhelming, exciting. He wanted Khun to mark him up all over, to show the world whom he belonged to. He wanted to do the same to Khun; claim him, brand him, keep him all for himself.
Bam keened as Khun’s tongue swirled around a nipple before sucking it into his mouth.
And Khun… His hands were restless; tracing his sides, squeezing here, caressing there. He kissed him with such desperation, it made his head spin. He could feel how hard Khun had already gotten, and they had barely started.
If he shut his eyes and let his imagination spin the narrative, he could almost… almost believe that Khun was just as in love with him.
from “My World Without You” by @resiotcage
https://archiveofourown.org/works/27447214
I’ve wanted to draw some scenes from this fic for a while, I love it so much (a big thank you to Resiot for blessing us with this one and his other works) :D
Please read it if you haven’t yet!
(The second image is under the cut in case anyone would be uncomfortable with depictions of scars/injuries)
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