Disclaimer: Please don't sue. I don't own POTO... All I own is an overactive imagination.
Summary: ErikRaoul slash. Alphabet game.
A/N: See Alphabet Game day 01 for more information. As for why they are separated, see profile. Rating to be on the safe side.
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Y is for Yearn
by: Lucifer Rosemaunt
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Y.
Raoul curled up on his bed still fully dressed.
He thought he might be getting sick. His temperature had spiked some time at the opera house and he'd left immediately when it continued to rise.
He'd tried to pull off his clothes to offer some relief, but his limbs felt heavy. His fingers weren't really listening to him either. His head was swimming, but the biggest problem was the ache that spread throughout his body.
He tried to ignore the ache because it was a different sort of ache than when he usually got sick. It pooled in his stomach and made the brush of fabric against his skin drive him crazy. He rolled onto his stomach and pressed against the bed. He heard moaning and realized that it was him.
Raoul knew it was inappropriate and that he had to refrain from rubbing himself, but in his half conscious state, he only wanted the ache to go away. It felt too good.
This was more than an ache though it was a yearning, and he knew exactly how to quell it.
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If you wanted to know... this is a scene after Erik slips Raoul an aphrodisiac (a very powerful one). Can you just imagine it?