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Bridge let him, enjoying his touch. Scipio shouldn't have worried, he wasn't at all reminded of Luka. They were two completely different things to him - one he loved, and one he hated.
Bridge let him, enjoying his touch. Scipio shouldn't have worried, he wasn't at all reminded of Luka. They were two completely different things to him - one he loved, and one he hated.
Scipio started to suck softly on Bridge's neck, leaving a mark. "You are mine…"
Bridge nodded a little, almost letting a soft groan go, but just holding it back. "I'm yours."
"You have been marked." Scipio ran his thumb along the hickey.
Bridge looked back at him with a small blush, eyes large and bright as usual. He nodded a little, staying silent.
Scipio moved his hand up to the side of Bridge's face, his own icy blue eyes meeting Bridge's golden ones. The intimidation that had been in his eyes before had vanished.
Bridge knew the words he wanted to say, but he couldn't say them. He didn't know how Scipio would react, even after what had just happened.
"You look like you want to say something. Spit it out." Scipio kissed Bridge softly before pulling away, still looking down at the other.
Bridge blushed a little, his gaze darting between Scipio's eyes. He looked down to the floor for a moment before glancing back up at Scipio. "I…I love you," He mumbled softly.
Scipio's face flushed and he was quiet for a moment. "A terrible decision, really, but… I-I… I love you too." God that feels strange.
Bridge smiled a little bit, blushing a bit more. "That's…that's good."
Scipio held tighter to Bridge. This is mine now. No one can take this from me. He put his head on top of Bridge's, holding the other close to his chest.
Bridge buried his head in the crook of Scipio's shoulder, keeping his arms well around him. He felt safe and secure, protected - even loved.
Scipio glared at any guard who dared to pass by, although they weren't very visible in the corner. "They'll stop trying to take you soon… don't worry."
Bridge nodded a little, snuggling a little closer to him. "I…okay. I won't."
Scipio sighed from exhaustion, his grip on Bridge growing weaker as his consciousness started fading.
Bridge put a hand up to his hair, hoping to calm him a little as he fell asleep. Or passed out…he wasn't really sure.
"Mm…" Scipio eventually fell asleep with Bridge still in his arms.
Bridge shut his eyes, knowing he wouldn't sleep but needing to rest them anyway. It was somewhat comfortable here, in Scipio's arms - warm at least.
((skip??))
(Yep)
Scipio woke up later than usual the next morning. Probably because he was tazed several times. He yawned tiredly and held tighter to Bridge.
Bridge had already been awake, but had remained still. He looked up when he felt Scipio awake again.
"Morning…" Scipio said drowsily. "Sorry I woke up later than I typically do…"
"It's okay," Bridge murmured quietly, putting a hand to Scipio's hair, softly running his fingers through it.
Scipio smiled softly and closed his eyes. He was still angry at Luka for hurting Bridge, but right now he was too weak and tired to do anything. "Probably the electricity…"
Bridge nodded, resting his head against Scipio's collarbone. "It…yeah. It was."
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