this is gonna be filthy n explicit as fuck look away nondead dove lovers but hx losing control n coherence breaking shit all over the place and sqx, though deadly terrified, gets worried over the ghost king that did nothing else to harm him but to imprison him in this small house

bro just wanted to check on hx and was promptly scared as fuck when the moment he called out to hx, hx's eyes all wild and crazed snaps to him with this feral look sqx had never seen on him before. sqx knows he should leave, run away lock all the doors but like, like thats gonna

stop a calamity from reaching him LOL so despite everything that tells him it's a stupid as fuck idea he comes closer to hx out of concern and 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️ YEAH GO GET YOUR WIFE HX 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️ hx, now completely out of it and has no cognizance of what the fuck he's doing,

literally tackling sqx to the ground and claiming whats rightfully his 🗣️🗣️🗣️ devouring sqx's lips all sloppy and fuck with sharp teeth nipping on lips, blood dribbling as hx wants to consume more and more of sqx,,,,,sqx struggling, overwhelmed from the fact hx is

literally fucking down his throat with his tongue, and feeling veeeery sharp claws pressing against his body,,,sqx cant even catch a breath bc every time he tries to pull away with a gasp hx growls and pulls him in once more,,,,,,,longstory short hx fucking sqx at that exact

same dirty spot, ripping apart robes as if theyre made of paper, wrapping his arms around sqx so tightly that sqx couldnt escape and could only writhe against him as hx fucks his cute liddl hole 😞 sqx knows that it's wrong, that he should hate this bc this is literally his

brother's murderer, the person who ruined his life yet--yet sqx hopes hx wouldnt stop, yearning for that life he lost, for this intimacy he never shared with another but had dreamed of sharing with his 'best friend'. sqx knows hx was out of it, unable to speak normally with only

using beastly growls and bites to convey his words, it's all so fucking wrong but sqx still pulls him closer, lets hx grip on his hips tighter as his mortal body bruises, and tells the calamity "take whatever you want. everything i am, i owe it to you"

AND YEAH HIS WORDS STIR HX INTO A FRENZY AND THEY FUCK FOR DAYS 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️ sqx passes out multiple times over and‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ hx bro was still going‼️‼️‼️ everything hurt, sqx was so sore so when he regained consciousness the next time hx spilled inside him, he cooes and tries to

cup hx's cheek and convince the ghost to rest please, sqx's so tired, he's--he's starving, he's exhausted, he'll serve him more if hx wanted but not now,,,and hx listened. sqx didnt expect hx to do so, with how...nonverbal hx was still, clinging to his waist and refusing to let

go but a win is a win and once again tries to convince the ghost to let go and let sqx eat and drink bc holy FUCK he's dizzy, starving, and thirsty as fuck,,,,hx lets him go and sqx stands up with shaky legs to go to the kitchen or wherever with,,,hx following him with every step

when sqx stops, hx stops. when sqx walks, hx walks. when sqx looks at him, hx looks back. "...can you understand me now?" sqx asks. hx doesnt reply. sqx didnt know what to expect. "...still out of it huh. it's okay, i understand." he says, reaching out a hand to pat hx's cheek

when hx glances at sqx's hand--before covering it with his own. "...Mine." "...what?" hx looks back at sqx before he presses sqx's hand against his cheek, skin chillingly cold, nuzzling into sqx's palm and reiterates in clear and steady pronunciation. "Mine."

sqx gets flustered and ushers the both of them to the kitchen where he busies himself trying to make a meal and 🗣️🗣️🗣️🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏 YEAH HX COPPING A FEEL WHILE HE TRIES TO COOK 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️ FUCKING ON THE COUNTER WHILE SQX TRIES TO DISSUADE THIS OVERLYENTHUSIASTIC

GHOST KING BC WATER IS GONNA BOIL OVER THE POT HE XUAN PLEASE STOP FOR A MINUTE JUST A MINUTE SQX SWEARS--hx doesnt stop 🙏 instead he seems annoyed sqx is,,, paying attention to something else other than him what the FUCK bro. somehow sqx still managed to eat or drink. somehow

BASICALLY a fucked up fix-it fic done through ghost rut dubcon sex for days sprinkled with fucking on every fuckable surface inside the house as sqx struggles dealing with trauma from his brother's murderer while said murderer buries his face inbetween his shoulder blades

mumbling incomprohensibly into sqx's skin and though the way hx fucks him causes bruises and makes him bleed, it was also the way hx would kiss every single bruise, nuzzling against it and holding sqx afterwards so gently as hx pulls him into his chest, nuzzling his face

into sqx's hair and breathing out contently as if sqx was someone he treasures. as if sqx was someone he loved. as if sqx wasnt someone that ruined his life. basically sqx would be going thru it as ghost-rutting hx tries to get him pregnant multiple times over and when sqx

somehow comes into terms, that's when hx slowly comes into coherence and it's HIS turn to get traumatized by what he's done as he lost control, knowing he didnt want to do /this/ to sqx, didnt want to look at sqx's bruised body with his handprints all over sqx's skin and now it's

HIS turn to somehow come into terms with this fucked up situation and relationship as sqx, the person who should hate him for everything he did, was somehow trying to once again cling unto him, convincing him not to leave and giving hx hopes he knows he doesnt deserve