2025-02-18 19:56:39 ¶ ●

##

Fitting with a collar for je ofc <3

Ohhhhh god it. It’s been so fucking long I’m so sorry. I really do want to get through these ancient prompts languishing in my ask-box. This one (and probably most of them tbh) ended up a quick little drabble (although there IS a longer joncest one in the works!) Actually very proud of myself for getting it so short lol. Anyway I. REALLY need to work on a reading for class so. Fic under the cut.

“There you are.” Elias’ voice was fond, whisper-soft. A counterpoint to the wild, alien spark in his eyes. The blood on his hands.

“E- Elias… what are you…?”

Closer, closer. Pinning Jon to the dirty brickwork, plucking the cigarette from their lips. They couldn’t meet his eyes, entranced by the hand on their shoulder, the red stain on his shirt. “Are you going to kill me?”

He tilted their head up, kissed them, slow and gentle. “I have something for you.” The soft slide of leather, the click of the buckle. The collar settling on his neck like a noose.