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bite forgor that writing anything outside of twitter sets off their "I have to edit this 500 times while it's published and live" ultra instinct
tags: phone (terminal) sex, nipple play, solo masturbation, it's still not proofread (laughs)
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"Are you thinking of me, Luuk?" While Luuk is fisting his cock and groaning low, the sound of Rover's voice through the terminal breaks the steady pace he'd set into something more frantic. Desperate. "Remembering how my hands and mouth felt on you?"
๐ read here: ellipsus.com/read/1a8WB9SOuSโฆ
luuk, you would've really liked it here... (he is, though. he's literally right there. busily tapping away because i was spamming the screenshot buttons)
it wouldn't be a bite tweet if i somehow didn't make this about luuk, so
the one person rover made it back in time to fulfill a promise for is him. luuk's story could have concluded with a wait that never ended, and yet they were able to not only return to how things were twenty years ago in terms of trusting each other, but they've also changed and grown apart and together.
luuk was given a perspective that he was too blinded by revenge to see back then. rover, who thus far has moved forward with nothing but an almost willfully blind conviction despite the weight of uncertainty from his lack of knowing, stopped for a moment and relied on someone else to talk him through it. it always used to be him offering words of comfort and reassurances, but with luuk, rover does something different: he listens to what luuk has to say.
the progression of their relationship through lahai-roi's story is something i will always, always love about it. from the long list of names rover couldn't save or fulfill his promises to, he made it just in time for the one he made to luuk and picked things back up from where he left them.
in the present, although it isn't explicitly said, their interactions hold another kind of promise. they've reunited and they now know what they are (and what they hope to be) to each other.
if the first promise was a reunion, then the second is for a future where they continue to be there for each other.
until luuk's mortal life ends, or until rover fulfills his duties.
at the very least, until then.
rover's feeling of responsibility over so many people's (and sentinels') fates keeps growing with each chapter and it's heart-crushing to see because the him of the present hadn't asked for things to turn out this way and yet he's still living through the consequences
be it phrolova, aemeath, denia or hsin, while the 'bigger picture' is preserved and the ending of the world has been stalled for the moment, rover is keenly aware of what the outcome has cost them. thinking about denia's story aloneโi just wonder what was going through his head when he finally reached her. denia's final decision was hers. in fact, it might have been the only thing that was really, truly hers (apart from her selfishness and selflessness of lying to sigrika about celebrating her next birthday together). despite rover's attempt to offer her a way out of the choice she made, she shut him down before he could even say it. the question was there, too: what if rover hadn't come too late? would he have been able to give denia an alternate (happier) ending than what we saw?
but he was, in the story that we know. he is. he will continue to be, because if there is one thing even an immortal savior will always be short of, it's time.
rover's feeling of responsibility over so many people's (and sentinels') fates keeps growing with each chapter and it's heart-crushing to see because the him of the present hadn't asked for things to turn out this way and yet he's still living through the consequences
be it phrolova, aemeath, denia or hsin, while the 'bigger picture' is preserved and the ending of the world has been stalled for the moment, rover is keenly aware of what the outcome has cost them. thinking about denia's story aloneโi just wonder what was going through his head when he finally reached her. denia's final decision was hers. in fact, it might have been the only thing that was really, truly hers (apart from her selfishness and selflessness of lying to sigrika about celebrating her next birthday together). despite rover's attempt to offer her a way out of the choice she made, she shut him down before he could even say it. the question was there, too: what if rover hadn't come too late? would he have been able to give denia an alternate (happier) ending than what we saw?
but he was, in the story that we know. he is. he will continue to be, because if there is one thing even an immortal savior will always be short of, it's time.
luuk & child!rover (a halloween attempt)
poipiku.com/13180900/1361606โฆ
Rover realizes Luuk isn't seeing anyone when he offers him a drink in his secret workspace with mismatched cups.
Such a small detail would have been nothing more than a footnote in their midnight meeting if it weren't for Luuk's lingering stare when Rover takes the drink from his handsโa tea blend that Luuk personally prepared for himโwith his lips curled up slightly at the edges.
It's intentional. Of course it was.
Hardly anything isn't when it comes to Luuk.
("Sorry. It's only just been me here, so I make do with what I have. The bare essentials, you know?"
"Haven't had anyone else come over, even just to visit?"
There must have been someone, at least. If not for a tryst, perhaps a trusted friend or coworker.
Surely, Luuk would have let someone this close while he was gone, because if he hadn'tโ
Luuk's eyes are smoldering as they catch the dancing light of the fireplace. A red hue so vivid and intense that Rover feels like he might catch flames just by meeting his gaze.
"No," he murmurs against the rim of his drink, smiling. He doesn't take his eyes off Rover once. "Just you.")
Thank you for your support and kindness over the past 11 months! ๐
*Not disappearing and stopping any time soon. I just got a little sentimental
Little Luuk being carried by Rover to places even though he insisted that he can walk just fine on his own at first (his legs couldn't keep up with Rover's longer strides and he didn't want to make him slow down for him, so...), and him gradually developing an adorable habit of lifting his hands up towards Rover for a hug so that he doesn't have a hard time safely lifting him up
I've saved and have a backup of all my Twitter threads but I don't have a single updated personal copy of the fics I posted in AO3...
my first child, 9 months ago
it's you, again - Luuk Herssen/Rover | #LuukRover
โNice to meet you, Dr. Herssen."
Or, a retelling of their โfirst meetingโ in 3.0 from Rover's perspective.
๐ archiveofourown.org/works/77โฆ
Lazy mornings with Rover as the big spoon and Luuk (who has been awake for a couple of hours but has stubbornly stayed in Rover's arms to enjoy every second of it) as the little spoon, and how Rover wakes up to Luuk sweetly kissing and sucking every inch of skin he could reach with a pressure just shy of leaving a bruise
Luuk innocently stares up at Rover when he feels him stir. His lips, tingling faintly from how long he's spent kissing and mouthing away at Rover's body, is hidden into the other man's chest. Just like a child who'd been caught doing something they shouldn't have, drawn back and tucked away to hide all evidence of mischief.
"...Mn? Luuk?" It takes seconds for Rover's sleepy golden eyes to clear. A monumental record, considering that a fully alert Rover would have realized what Luuk was up to before he could finish his first kiss. "What are you doing?"
Luuk squeezes the arms he has around Rover. Without hesitation, Rover squeezes him back.
Months into their relationship and the reciprocation of his affections doesn't keep Luuk's heart from fluttering.
"Nothing," Luuk lies.
"Nothing?"
Considerably more awake, Rover raises his eyebrows at him.
"My chest is wet," he points out.
Luuk blinks slowly, as if to telegraph his absolutely unquestionable innocence. Which he is. Innocent, he means. "The weather /has/ been warmer lately. We could take a shower together, if you'd like?"
Hands seize his face to bring it out of the safe haven of Rover's chest. An unfortunate loss by Luuk's standards, but this way, he gets to see Rover's face and eyes much closer with his fingers buried halfway into his hair, which is just as good, if not better.
"That the best excuse you can come up with, Luuk?" Rover asks. His gaze dips down to Luuk's mouth and he huffs, amused, the disapproving front he put up falling apart as he rubs a thumb over his bottom lip.
Luuk smiles. "What is it? Something wrong with my lips?"
"How long have you been at it for? They're a little swollen."
A note of genuine amazement comes through, and Luuk's smile widens.
"Are they, now? I've been awake for a couple of hours, so I suppose I did get a little carried away."
Disbelief would perfectly describe the expression that comes over Rover's face as he hears the words. 'Just a little? What do you mean you were awake for a couple of hours? Why didn't you wake me up?'
Luuk laughs, less cool and charming, and more honest. A little boyish. True to himself and happy to be where they both are.
He's always liked mornings. The warm wash of gold pouring through the windows as the sky shifted from dawn into daylight. The air, crisp and filled with the still tender promise of another beginning and the passage of time. It's proof that he made it through several personal winters, and lived to grow another day older.
But by Rover's side... Luuk doesn't think there's anything he could love more.
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โ ๏ธ / deleted scene, somnophilia play
Rover tries to return the favor a few days later.
He's not as successful as Luuk is at keeping it a secretโLuuk has always been the lighter sleeper between them twoโbut he does get rewarded with the sight of Luuk doing his utmost best to maintain the illusion of being asleep while Rover peppers light kisses over his throat and chest. It would honestly be convincing, if not for the hardness Rover starts to feel pressing up against him minutes into his ministrations, thickening with every wet suck of his mouth against the edge of the taller man's jaw.
(He cups him in his hand, palm rubbing and circling torturously slow over the glans while Luuk's chest sharply lifts with the air he suddenly inhales.
"What?" he teases. "Getting this hard and big in your sleep... will anyone's touch do it for you?"
It's a true testament to Luuk's restraint and desire to please Rover that he doesn't end this play right then and there. There's no way it would. Even he knows that. Had Luuk truly been asleep, a deep incision over the delicate line of their throats would meet any attempts to lay a hand on himโhe wouldn't have let them anywhere near this close.
But it's not bad, Rover thinks as he slowly slips his fingers underneath the waist of Luuk's loose pajamas to free his erection, buying into the illusion that Luuk could get this hard and feel this good, even when he doesn't know who's touching him. That he could be this defenseless and easy to undress and pleasure in his sleep.
"It's okay," Rover murmurs, body burning hotly as he hears Luuk's cock squelch in his fist. He's gotten so wet, so fast. So honest in the most obvious of ways where his mouth would usually spill lies. "You don't have to worry about anything. I'll take care of this for you.")