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Mercymorn the First ([personal profile] acidjail) wrote in [community profile] countryclub 2022-09-27 01:30 am (UTC)

cw: gore, body horror, violation of bodily autonomy

[ She does not pull away. When the First reaches her hand into the quivering, vioble chambers of her body, she rises up as high as she can, on the very tips of her softshod toes, face alight with a shivering ecstasy of agony. The blood that gushes forth from the font of her is green as the blood all around them, floods the air with the overheated sweet rot of an untended orchard. Her eyes roll back in her head as she jerks, suspended, bloody froth spewing over her chin, clutching at the arm that spears her.

She feels herself open and close on the First's hand, like a heart herself, like a toothless mouth gumming at a knuckle, like the fluttering lips of a wound. Thanergy and thalergy spew out of the engine-space of her in hideous gouts, a vomitous deluge, and she convulses like a worm touched with a hot wire, screaming such as she can scream, in gurgling, insensate kettle whistles.

There is a star in the palm of the hand that touches her, a white-blinding light. It hurts impossibly. Tears stream freely down her face as she lifts her head, so much closer now, to the long-lost mother of them all.

She smiles, small and sweet and secretive, oval face damp and shining as a sea-thing. Her hand rises, seizes a fistful of hair and glass, and she arches up as she yanks down, until teeth and lips and sacrificial tongue-tip collide with the inhuman thing's maw. ]

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