Koschei resolves to try something new; he spins Jack in his arms. He dips his husband low to the floor, and guides him back upright for a hard passionate kiss.
“Surprise.”
He thinks, naively, that he’s gained the upper hand now (connoisseur of control that he is).
//I’m being followed by a veritable army of Thirteens and I love each and every one of you adorable radiant little gumdrops :B <333333
all my grief says the same thing: this isn’t how it’s supposed to be.
this isn’t how it’s supposed to be.
and the world laughs,
holds my hope by the throat.
says: but this is how it is
Icarus 