“At least you know your sister’s in good hands.” Oh, this is a dangerous game, and oh, he wouldn’t have it any other way. Especially when one of Vax’s hands knots in his hair, yanking him into a brutal kiss. It’s that one tiny bit of assurance that Percy still sort of needs that Vax isn’t actually going to gut him like a kobold for being an asshole. *fans self* Also like, I love that even in this intense moment Percy knows he hasn't pushed too far.
“We should leave you like this for when the mansion disappears, you whore. Let everyone see how the scion of Whitestone really likes to be treated.” *gasps* Oooooooo ... yes yes yes, I was hoping for dialogue like this!
Vax just deliberately fucks into him ever harder. And Vax murmurs, “I’ll bet Orthax taught you to like this, didn’t he?” It’s not something that came out under the zone of truth spell—gods know what did come out was damning enough—but Percy’s in no place to dissemble. He hears Vax’s shocked gasp as Vax realizes that he was right, and then feels the slow hot pulse of Vax spilling over into him, nails digging into Percy’s shoulders. *gasps louder* WHOA! Omg ... oh my gods ... Vax that was dark ... and oh my gods THAT'S what sends him over the edge? Wow. *fans self frantically*
“Do you spend a lot of time talking about sex toys with Shaun?” Vax sounds jealous. Auuuuwww.
Percy very quickly realizes Scanlan’s aim and the purpose of the cleaning spell when Scanlan’s tongue starts lapping gently at his entrance. He lets out a hoarse shout and bucks up again, and Scanlan’s hands clamp down on his thighs with surprising strength. Oh wow. Oh wow. Oh my goodness.
“Ask properly,” Grog says. “Don’t you have some kind of fancy noble word for this?” I cannot WAIT for Grog's turn. He's having a lot of great dialogue in this fic.
“Is that what you wanted? You should have said so earlier. I’m bored now.” Scanlan’s head lifts. Scanlan you bastard I love you.
Percy makes a disappointed noise and then yelps as Scanlan’s mouth closes over the head of his cock. “Mmmm. Vex, did you say he can come with this ring on, or not?” “Go ahead and find out,” Vex says, and Percy howls as Scanlan takes him all the way in with one practiced swallow. “Gods,” Vax says, apparently very impressed. This fic ... this fic is so damn good.
“Oh,” Pike whispers, and Percy feels her close, her little fingers beginning to comb through his hair. It’s a sweet gentle gesture compared to Scanlan’s ruthless hard sucks. He can feel himself getting closer and closer to coming, but the ring around his base seems to sense it and tightens correspondingly, leaving him gasping. “Scanlan, he’s so close.” “I can tell,” Scanlan says, lifting his head. He blows gently across Percy’s cock, the air cool against Percy’s spit-slick skin. “Which means it’s time to stop.” I'm gonna faint. Ye gods. This fic. You ... whoever you are, please know you're a great writer and I thank you profusely for this fic.
Re: See Me At My Worst, 6/? (Percy/Vox Machina, NC-17)
“At least you know your sister’s in good hands.”
Oh, this is a dangerous game, and oh, he wouldn’t have it any other way. Especially when one of Vax’s hands knots in his hair, yanking him into a brutal kiss. It’s that one tiny bit of assurance that Percy still sort of needs that Vax isn’t actually going to gut him like a kobold for being an asshole.
*fans self* Also like, I love that even in this intense moment Percy knows he hasn't pushed too far.
“We should leave you like this for when the mansion disappears, you whore. Let everyone see how the scion of Whitestone really likes to be treated.”
*gasps* Oooooooo ... yes yes yes, I was hoping for dialogue like this!
Vax just deliberately fucks into him ever harder. And Vax murmurs, “I’ll bet Orthax taught you to like this, didn’t he?”
It’s not something that came out under the zone of truth spell—gods know what did come out was damning enough—but Percy’s in no place to dissemble. He hears Vax’s shocked gasp as Vax realizes that he was right, and then feels the slow hot pulse of Vax spilling over into him, nails digging into Percy’s shoulders.
*gasps louder* WHOA! Omg ... oh my gods ... Vax that was dark ... and oh my gods THAT'S what sends him over the edge? Wow.
*fans self frantically*
“Do you spend a lot of time talking about sex toys with Shaun?” Vax sounds jealous.
Auuuuwww.
Percy very quickly realizes Scanlan’s aim and the purpose of the cleaning spell when Scanlan’s tongue starts lapping gently at his entrance. He lets out a hoarse shout and bucks up again, and Scanlan’s hands clamp down on his thighs with surprising strength.
Oh wow. Oh wow. Oh my goodness.
“Ask properly,” Grog says. “Don’t you have some kind of fancy noble word for this?”
I cannot WAIT for Grog's turn. He's having a lot of great dialogue in this fic.
“Is that what you wanted? You should have said so earlier. I’m bored now.” Scanlan’s head lifts.
Scanlan you bastard I love you.
Percy makes a disappointed noise and then yelps as Scanlan’s mouth closes over the head of his cock. “Mmmm. Vex, did you say he can come with this ring on, or not?”
“Go ahead and find out,” Vex says, and Percy howls as Scanlan takes him all the way in with one practiced swallow.
“Gods,” Vax says, apparently very impressed.
This fic ... this fic is so damn good.
“Oh,” Pike whispers, and Percy feels her close, her little fingers beginning to comb through his hair. It’s a sweet gentle gesture compared to Scanlan’s ruthless hard sucks. He can feel himself getting closer and closer to coming, but the ring around his base seems to sense it and tightens correspondingly, leaving him gasping. “Scanlan, he’s so close.”
“I can tell,” Scanlan says, lifting his head. He blows gently across Percy’s cock, the air cool against Percy’s spit-slick skin. “Which means it’s time to stop.”
I'm gonna faint. Ye gods. This fic. You ... whoever you are, please know you're a great writer and I thank you profusely for this fic.