Fic: Whip Hand (Rome, Octavian/Livia)

Mar 12, 2007 11:09

I could not make this a proper drabble, but at 155 words, it might be an old XF drabble. Consider this a reassertion of the appropriate historical order; there are spoilers for Rome 2x08, although it is set some time after that episode.

Title: Whip Hand
Author: vaznetti
Warning: Adult themes.
Summary: Octavian has only known success.


Octavian sits on their bed, his back to the door, his head in his hands. He must hear her enter, but waits until she is standing before him to speak. "My mother is dead," he tells her.

"My dear," Livia says, "I know."

"You don't-- My mother is dead." He lifts his head to stare at her. She is used to the terrifying blankness there, but not to what she sees cracking through beneath it: she last saw it on her own son's face, when she sent him to live with his father. But Tiberius already understands what kind of sacrifices are necessary, in this life; her husband, she understands, has barely started to learn that lesson.

She takes a deep breath. "Turn around, Gaius." The switch is in its box by the side of their bed. "Take your tunic off. And I think it would be best, during this, if you called me mother."

end

fanfic:other, fanfic, rome

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