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So, without further ado, onto today's drabble...
WARNING: THE FOLLOWING WORK OF FICTION MAY CONTAIN ADULT THEMES AND LANGUAGE.
Silvertongue, Trent should have remembered that before he barged into the Norse shrine. He always became over enthusiastic with new archaeological finds, but now he was naked and spread-eagled over an altar, arse up and legs spread.
Don't challenge strange men who turn out to be gods, might be another lesson he could take home with him. He really didn't know how he had been talked into his current position.
"You look delectable."
Now he remembered; that voice made him shiver from the inside out. All he could manage was a moan and, when hands touched him, he just melted.
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