"Write a scene that uses the following words: chick, volume, illuminate."
can this count for a Ver x Knight ConductorVermilion
it was gonna be a lemon but i got lazy
also find a dictionary before reading
Knight didn't know how long he'd been waiting at the train station. He'd been there since three in the morning, and it was only 5 AM now. It wasn't unusual for him to be up so early, as he had insomnia and for the last six years it had been a habit of his to go to the kitchen when he woke up and make a turkey sandwich. He'd never been particularly fond of turkey, but on that first night when his odd habit began, turkey was all he could find to put in his sandwich. Six years later, he'd developed quite a liking for it, especially in his sandwiches. Most nights he would eat it the same, plain except for a little mustard. Other nights he would try other things, but not too often because if he didn't like it he had to make a proper turkey sandwich, yet at the same time he couldn't bear to have two turkey sandwiches in one morning and it drove him insane. His sister had been trying to convince him to be tested for OCD for a while now, but he couldn't be bothered.
Finally, the headlights of a train illuminated the tunnel it was coming from, and the volume of the room grew to a roar until the train screeched to a stop.
Attentive now, he peered into the train, searching for a certain someone. The doors opened and people came spilling out. Some random chick ran into him, but he ignored her. She pecked at his ankle, running into him several more times in order to get Knight to pick her up. Finally noticing the fuzzy little thing, he scooped her up into his palm, looking her in the eyes.
"You, poppet, are quite a bonny cookie."
"You just called a baby bird a cookie."
"I am wholly au fait with this detail. Oh! Railroad Conductor Silver Vermilion! What a delight to finally be reunited with you! I've been waiting for you all morning! How-"
"Shut up and just kiss me," Ver demanded, slapping his hand over Knight's mouth. Knight nodded slightly, recovering from the interruption and pushing Ver's lips against his own. His free hand soon made it's way down to squeeze the uke's thicc little ass, causing the younger blonde to emit soft moans. Both ignored the crowd that was gathering around them. Hey, free live porn everyone!
The chick perched on Ver's shoulder.
"What the-?"
Jumping, Ver stared wide eyed at the little bird on his shoulder.
"Ah yes, my beguiling inamorato-"
"Stop right there." Ver glared into his boyfriend's eyes. "I came prepared. Do not, DO NOT, I repeat, D O. N O T. Do not use your crazy large vocabulary."
"But-"
"NO."
"I just-"
"NO."
"Okay..."
"I have a gag, and I will not hesitate to use it on you."
Knight looked like he was about to burst.
"But my querida-"
"KNIGHT-KUN A LOT OF THE FANCY WORDS YOU USE AREN'T EVEN ENGLISH WORDS!"
"But I speak fluent English, Japanese, French, Spanish, Chinese, Turkish, German, Filipino, Arabic, Dutch, Italian, Portuguese, Malay, Singhalese, Russian, Hindi, Tamil, Norwegian, Korean-"
"KNIGHT-KUN BO ONE FUCKING CARES PLEASE STOP KILLING MY BRAIN!"
"I can't eschew-"
"I'm done." Furious, Ver slammed his little body into Knight, forcing the taller blonde against the wall. Standing on his toes, he managed to fasten the gag in Knight's mouth with only a little resistance. Grabbing Knight by the wrist, he dragged him outside and they spent the rest of the day together. Knight embarrassed about going around gagged in public, and Ver pleased to not be killed by Knight's extensive vocabulary.
so uh
i need to stop listening to Studio of Male Prostitutes
but it's catchy
fuck
h e l p
and the thing about Knight and his turkey sandwiches was based off some crack hc i made for him last year
so i decided to make it an actual thing
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