Quentin Coldwater's Birthday SmutFest
Quentin Coldwater was born on July 20th and in honor of his birthday we decreed there must be smut and the boy deserves birthday orgasms!
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“What aren’t you hiding?”
“My, uh… My birthday.” He said finally, and the context clicked firmly into place - the cake, Teddy’s anguish the week before, the innocent question this afternoon, the quiet since.
“That’s what’s had you bothered?”
“I didn’t want you to think- It wasn’t intentional.” He stopped, closed his eyes, barreled onward. “There just wasn’t time, that first year, and then magic was just… gone. And we went through the clock in May, and then we were here.”
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For Quentin's birthday, Eliot buys flowers.
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Quentin locks the phone and tosses it onto the bed, rolling over and smashing his face into a pillow. Today is his birthday, everyone he knows is off on a quest or literally on a different planet, and now something is probably definitely wrong, despite what Eliot's text may say.
"Ugh," he says into the pillow.
The pillow, thankfully, stays silent. So at least he doesn't have to deal with a haunted pillow today, Quentin thinks. Small mercies.
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For his 27th birthday, Quentin Coldwater gets some disappointing news, quality phone sex, three sips of very good scotch, an orgasm, and a few surprises.
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Eliot has a dumb dream. Quentin welcomes the opportunity.
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Quentin Coldwater turns 27, and despite his own protests, has a very good day. (And also gets a blowjob.)
Series
- Part 6 of the one with the dog