F is for Fire
By: PhoenixJustice
Disclaimer: The Volstovic Cycle is property of Jaida Jones and Danielle Bennett. I only own this story and make no profit from this.
Warning: Incest.
Pairing: Rook/Thom.
Setting: Pre-Dragon Soul, spoilers up to that point.
Summary: Rook was a Dragon Corps, through and through, even without a dragon to ride on any longer.
Part Six of the Alphabet Chronicles
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Rook was a Dragon Corps, through and through, even without a dragon to ride on any longer. It was in his fuck you posture, his calloused hands (hands that could hurt as easily as they could turn you to jelly), his attitude, his words.
Sometimes-often times-it bewildered Thom that they had ever made it to this point, that Rook could even stand to be in his company at all. John and Hilary were people who no longer existed; in their place were Rook and Thom and would always remain so. To call each other names of people whom they were no longer, was awkward and they had quickly stopped that.
Well before he had known Rook was his once upon long ago brother, he had wondered... Rook, for all his Cindy talk, had...he had been about to kiss him upon that balcony, hadn't he? At least, it felt that way to Thom. A few more centimeters, braided Ke-Han hair, fierce eyes staring into his, and they'd have...
And now...
He shudders as Rook's aforementioned calloused hands stroke his body, eyes all but gleaming.
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-PhoenixJustice