Laurent glances over at Emile who is staring at the ground intensely. He sits there on the ground, deep in thought, his dark brows furrowed – he doesn't seem perturbed by the blood slowly seeping through the bandage. Laurent is a little worried about that, but he'll monitor it. "You back with me?" he asks then, tucking the rest of the bandages in his satchel. Emile doesn't react and Laurent sighs, walking over and crouching in front of him. "Emile?" "Yeah," comes the curt reply. Emile still won't meet his eyes, and his lips barely move around the reply. "You feeling alright?" Laurent asks, not knowing what else to say. "Yeah." "Dizzy? Pain in the arm? Nausea?" "I'm fine," Emile grunts, and then puts his hand over his forehead. "Or… No. None of that, but I feel… weird." He holds out his arm, staring at his bandaged forearm. "Definitely weird." Laurent bites the inside of his cheek. "How was it for you? Feel anything?"

Emile's cheeks flush. Laurent drags a hand over his face and stands up again. He walks over to the satchel and gets his flask out, taking a swig of the bitter drink, the herbal aftertaste burning in his throat, and then hands it to Emile. "There," he says, his voice gruff, and Emile takes the flask with some hesitation. "It's not poisoned." "My blood is still on your lips," Emile grumbles back, clearly checking the flask for remnants of his own blood, but then raises it to his lips. He barely holds back a sputter as he drinks, and then hands it back without taking a second sip. "I'm fine. It was just a strange experience." "I told you," Laurent crosses his arms. "It's an invasive thing. I wouldn't blame if you didn't want to do it again." Emile ducks his head, eyes fixed firmly on the floor as his cheeks stay a reddish hue. "I didn't mind. I'm just embarrassed." Laurent frowns and then it dawns on him – the quiet moans, Emile's fingers in his hair, his squirming… and as he looks between Emile's legs, his suspicions are confirmed. "Well," he says, and then can't think of anything else to say.

#kittewrites
Ok couldn't resist, have some more of Emile and Laurent. Aftermath of feeding... cw for some suggestive language

The haze cleared slowly, his head clearing from the madness that overwhelmed him just moments before. His chest was heaving and something was sticking to his skin and clothes, and his hands were dripping with… Laurent raised his hands. They were covered in blood, the long claws slowly retracting with a sting. He blinked, once, twice, and then he finally looked around him. Bodies, surrounding him, their chests and throats torn open. The bandits from earlier, all of them slaughtered on this forest floor, and the taste of iron on his tongue and the blood on his hands left no question what exactly happened here. What killed them. "Laurent…?" came a voice to his left, and as he looked to its direction, he found Emile there, leaning against a tree and holding his bleeding arm. Laurent's nostrils flared at the sight and he could feel his fangs and claws growing again, red haze rising again at the thought of Emile hurt. "Who?" he growled and Emile… flinched. Laurent stopped, his fangs retracting, taking in Emile's shaken state. Was it… Could it be that he…? "They're dead," Emile whispered. "Just like everyone else." He swallowed thickly, swayed in place and took one shaky step forward. "Are you… are you with me? Laurent?" His head was spinning. He looked around him, took in the carnage as it slowly dawned on him what exactly he had done. No wonder Emile looked so frightened. He felt nauseous. Instead of answering, Laurent stumbled over to the nearest tree and vomited blood on its roots.

#kittewrites
WIP wednesday and introducing some OCs of mine!

Laurent is a freshly turned vampire and Emile his... well, it's complicated. Human ward. Ex-boss. With his vampire instincts developing, Laurent finds himself in hot waters...

CW: blood and aftermath of graphic violence

NSFW omegaverse #pricegaz #kittewrites , cw dirty talk
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Omega prince Gaz and alpha knight Price, who are horribly in infatuation with each other but cannot do anything about it because of the difference in their ranks.

#pricegaz #kittewrites
Some tumblr crossposting. Let's talk about Time Travel AU. Angst ahead.
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I have this concept of Gaz from the future, having been promoted Captain, who travels back in time to meet young Lieutenant Price.

#pricegaz #kittewrites

i feel like price doesn't know what to do with love. it could fall from the sky in his hands and he wouldn't know where to put it. and when it does, when he finds love in the middle of fire and carnage in the shape of a young, angry sergeant,

#kittewrites

#kittewrites #pricegaz

In the aftermath, as Gaz lies on top of Price and they catch their breaths, Gaz swipes the sweaty strands of Price's hair back. Just to be gentle, to touch him more, treasure this moment just a bit longer before Price remembers what they're doing.

Just dug up this abandoned pricegaz wip, an AU set in 6th century Byzantine empire between monks Kyle and John (Kyriakos and Iohannes, respectively, but I "translated" the names to English like a hagiography). Never finished this but i'm still fond of it

#kittewrites

#kittewrites #pricegaz

Even knowing it goes nowhere, having a crush is… fun.

#kittewrites #pricegaz

He picks up the phone the moment it rings.

"Price," Gaz says in lieu of a greeting and then proceeds to cough his lungs out.

#kittewrites #pricegaz

angst, implied sexual content, unrequited (?) love

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Gaz breathes in and out. His heart is not actually breaking. The muscle is intact. It's still pumping.

#kittewrites #pricegaz
NSFW, hurt/comfort, 1,5k words

Rewrote the Price crying fic. Bon appetit.

archiveofourown.org/works/73684016

#kittewrites #pricegaz

The smoke intertwines with the fog and disappears like it was never there.

#kittewrites #pricegaz

They ran into it headfirst and too soon. It was as if they could no longer be apart, fate simply pulling too strongly. Maybe it was.

#kittewrites #pricegaz

Gaz stares at his phone, waiting for it to light up with a message. Specifically, a message from Price.

#kittewrites #pricegaz

He's being pathetic, he can tell. Gaz just doesn't know how to stop.

#kittewrites #pricegaz
cw canon-typical violence
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It probably looks more dramatic than it feels. The bullet merely grazes his helmet.

#kittewrites #pricegaz
Vampire Gaz part 2
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Having a vampire in their ranks ends up being just the boost 141 needed.

#kittewrites #pricegaz
Have some vampire Gaz, cw for blood and canon-typical violence.
Part 1
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Even as Price raises his weapon and shoots the creature, the shot ringing out in the empty warehouse, he knows it's too late.

#kittewrites #pricegaz #ghoap

omegaverse nonsense, implied sexual content//

Price and Gaz are both betas.

#kittewrites #pricegaz

cw implied sexual content
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"Do you mind if I smoke?" Gaz asks, already reaching for the lighter.

Price, still mush from their activities, grunts, "Go ahead."

NSFW #pricegaz, crying after sex, hurt/comfort
#kittewrites
The "Price crying" brainworms would not leave me alone
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Price falls apart under his touch beautifully as always.

#kittewrites

#pricegaz #kittewrites
The newest chapter of Take My Violent Hands is out!
Have a snippet, link at the end:

“What can I get you, traveller?” she asks, and Kyle gives her a brief smile of his own.

“I would like—” he starts when someone throws a purse of coin on the desk.

#GazWeekend #pricegaz #kittewrites
NSFW, top!Gaz, praise kink
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For men like them, one would expect their post-mission fucking to be intense. Explosive and aggressive, letting off steam and shaking out the adrenaline built up into their systems. Quick, ravenous, violent. It's everything but.

#pricegaz #kittewrites
Take My Violent Hands chapter 2 is out now!

Soap is introduced to the story and the pining begins :)

archiveofourown.org/works/711602...

#pricegaz #kittewrites

Price stares at the TV without really seeing anything. He doesn't know which program is playing – could be anything, a trashy soap opera for all he cares. The hollowness in his chest does not let him ruminate on the contents of the show further.

#pricegaz #kittewrites

It doesn't matter how many times it happens, it's always special. To hear the boots on the other side of his office door come to a stop, and then the door creaking open and revealing his favourite person in the whole world.

#pricegaz #kittewrites
As they drag themselves to their shared flat, they're both about ready to pass out. Somehow Kyle is able to locate the house key and with the precision of drunkard he manages to let them in. John sways as he steps inside their apartment and Kyle isn't faring much better.

#pricegaz #kittewrites

Take My Violent Hands

- Dragon Age AU
- 1/15 chapters, rated E
- Enemies to lovers, explicit sexual content, canon-typical violence (applies to both COD and DA), the usual pricegaz insanity

archiveofourown.org/works/711602...