Re: FILL: in servo necessitas, 4/? (charles/erik, slave AU. warnings for violence, eventual dubcon.)
anonymous
July 6 2011, 01:51:12 UTC
“Of course not,” the king said. He let go the boy’s chin, beckoned him to bend down, and murmured something. The boy’s lashes cast sweeping shadows over the smooth curve of his cheek. He nodded once and then vanished into the darkness, silently as a deer. “There. No more distractions
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FILL: in servo necessitas, 6/?
anonymous
July 11 2011, 18:55:26 UTC
ahkfjsdhk you guys!! your comments. so sweet and amazing. MY LITTLE NONNY HEART IS AGLOW. i am so glad you are enjoying this in all its overwrought glory. sorry to have taken so long! you know how it is when you have to, like, go to work and stuff, and all you want to do is write ahistorical fantasies about erik devouring charles with his eyes. anyway, here's some more of that. <3<3<3 In the dream he was at the footraces, running for the pure sake of it. He was flying naked across the packed-sand track of the training field, which was golden in the late sun. His feet sent up scuffs of dust, his chest was taut with exhilaration. Risking a glance to his side he saw that he wasn’t running alone, as he’d thought; he had outstripped the whole company
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FILL: in servo necessitas, 7/?
anonymous
July 11 2011, 18:57:57 UTC
“What the hell were you doing?” he demanded over the thunder of his heart. “I might have killed you.” He was painfully aware of the hot weight at the vee of his hips, his obvious arousal.
Charles had barely moved. At the words he raised his hand half-dazedly to his neck. He was naked, Erik saw with a painful tightening in his belly, and the absurd flush on his cheeks had spread downward, leaving a mottled pink splotch at the top of his chest. He said, “I--” and swallowed. Erik saw his throat move under the angry mark the blade’s edge had left. His vision went briefly white at the edges.
“I -- I’m sorry,” Charles said, with some difficulty. “I thought -- you reached for me in your sleep, and I --”
“I told you I wouldn’t touch you,” Erik snapped. “Did you think I’d break my word so quickly?” It was asinine, this offended dignity. Clearly he had broken his word. He bit down on the inside of his cheek
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FILL: in servo necessitas, 8/?
anonymous
July 11 2011, 19:07:00 UTC
Finally Charles’s fingertips trailed from his skin, leaving the hairs there prickling. “His majesty will send a guard to summon you in an hour or two,” he said. “I--will be sure they send someone else tonight.” He moved away
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askhhefkjehsfem it's July 11 why isn't there moooore?
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Charles had barely moved. At the words he raised his hand half-dazedly to his neck. He was naked, Erik saw with a painful tightening in his belly, and the absurd flush on his cheeks had spread downward, leaving a mottled pink splotch at the top of his chest. He said, “I--” and swallowed. Erik saw his throat move under the angry mark the blade’s edge had left. His vision went briefly white at the edges.
“I -- I’m sorry,” Charles said, with some difficulty. “I thought -- you reached for me in your sleep, and I --”
“I told you I wouldn’t touch you,” Erik snapped. “Did you think I’d break my word so quickly?” It was asinine, this offended dignity. Clearly he had broken his word. He bit down on the inside of his cheek ( ... )
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