haalingham phone sex. erling encoruaging jude to be as vocal as possible, coaxing him to breathe his name, to touch in sync to his gentle commands, praising him for listening, telling him how good his moans sound, how he wishes he was there fucking him, taking him, pleasing him.
i really like my ships a little toxic. a little possessive with each other. a little too codependent. throw in some doomed by the narrative. sprinkle in a little bit of "if i had to choose between the world and you, it's you"