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Az’s eyes hazily take in the room’s darkened decor, the cluttered desk before him, the kitchen and seating area, the riot of plants arranged to either side of the front doorway. His gaze cuts to the back right of the room, staring intently at the unassuming doorway down to the basement.
The first part of their ruse had been the date, then Az following Madison home. The home with the concealed entrance to it's basement.
Azri'a's heart pounds in anticipation, the taste of Madison's mouth forgotten as he pushes himself off the door and, as if divinely compelled, towards Hancock, who waited him below.
Rhalgr destroys, so he may forge you anew
-and what perfect destruction Hancock would deliver.
Another latenight #snippetsaturday as I finally start of the 3rd and final chapter of the current addition to Az's goodboi saga. Like Az, well ignore Madison sulking a few meters away
#Azria #azcock #wolfic #ffxivfic #anniewrites