I'm just overwhelmed by how incredibly great this fic is. Please tell me you have an AO3 account and you'll post it there soon? I want to bookmark this and kudos it and leave massive comments all over again.
“He learned it all from Orthax, didn’t you, Percival?” Vax sounds silkily pleased with himself, adding a low laugh when the others gasp with surprise. I love how Vax pushes at these nastier bits, when no one else will.
“Vex, please!” He pulls against the ropes holding him down, fear beginning to take him. Alone. In the dark. Where he was when Orthax first came to him in the flesh, instead of merely in spirit. “Vex!” I panicked too and it was so great. I love that Percy goes through a lot of emotions throughout this, he isn’t just rolling around in pleasure the whole way through, there’s moments of doubt, of fear.
“Careful, Pickle,” Vax says, and then Pike’s the one balanced over his face, settling into place with Vax’s aid but then shooing him away. She seems to have decided that the only support she needs is fisting her hands into Percy’s hair, and he’s perfectly all right with that. Vax lifting Pike: YES. Pike grabbing Percy’s hair: YES. This fic: YES.
“Get it, Pike!” Grog says delightedly. He’s down near Percy’s feet, one hand resting on Percy’s thigh, but not doing anything in particular with it. They’re all not just sharing Percy’s body as their collective toy, but engaging with each other a lot more than he’d expected. Not that he’d really known what to expect. I’m so delighted with this moment.
“Not yet.” *screams with joy* YES PIKE!
“I got you, little buddy,” Grog says unexpectedly, and Percy feels it as Grog’s hands settle on Pike’s waist for support. “Show him what a monstah you are.” Grog and Pike double teaming someone, my life is complete.
“We can’t give you too much of a good thing.” “This is all a good thing,” Percy says honestly. “Even when you cried?” “Was I crying?” He doesn’t remember. “When we used the silence spell.” “Oh.” Beautiful. This fic is beautiful.
“I imagined you’d have him on his stomach.” Vex sounds a little disappointed. “Isn’t that more of a barbarian way to fuck?” “I like watchin’ ladies’ faces,” Grog says, easing the plug out of Percy’s ass. “They go all pretty when they get off.” His deep laugh rumbles through Percy’s body. “I bet Percy’s pretty too.” *incoherent delighted whimpering noises* I could read a whole damn fic of Grog fucking Percy, to be honest.
“Percy de Rolo, whore of Whitestone,” Keyleth says with slow deliberation. Percy shivers at the obscenity in her sweet voice. I love Keyleth getting raunchy.
“I know it sounds that way. But...” Percy swallows hard. “It really wasn’t.” If they ask him to explain how the darkness could be so good to him he’s going to have to stop everything, change his name, leave forever. Oh, Percy. I wanna cry. In a good way.
He can feel their eyes on him, watching, waiting to see if this will be what puts him over the edge. Keyleth’s stopped laughing and is making small whimpering noises; Percy can hear soft wet sounds that suggest very strongly that someone is playing with her. I’m gonna FAINT this is so HOT.
“Sarenrae’s sake, you’ve got every right to be greedy. Look at him.” VAX encouraging Pike to go for another ride YESSSSSSSS.
They can share him. I almost fell off my damn bed, goddamn.
The aftercare chapter was a lovely finishing touch. I felt like I was being snuggled.
“Someone else might have to have a turn in the middle.” Percy’s fingers go still in Vex’s wet hair, snagging on a tangle, making her flinch. “You—do you really think someone else might—Vex, it’s not normal.” “Nothing’s normal when it comes to sex,” Vex says complacently. “Just common. And anyway, don’t you think Pike would like a turn at being the center of attention? She was enjoying herself very much.” Percy doesn’t have to think about it very hard to agree with her. It’s very important that even after all that, Percy still has his doubts and anxieties. I love that it didn’t just all go away after one time, he’s still working through some issues here. And hell yeah, Pike being loved and worshipped and the center of attention, fuck yeah.
But Percy’s glad of Scanlan’s words, and he thinks Scanlan’s glad to be sure that everything that has passed between them all this night won’t turn out to have been a nightmarish idea in the morning. I’m so happy that was established.
Thank you thank you THANK YOU for writing this! I'm over the moon about this fic. I can't thank you enough. This is the greatest gift. I hope I can thank you de-anon'd someday.
Re: See Me At My Worst, 11/11 (Percy/Vox Machina, NC-17)
I'm just overwhelmed by how incredibly great this fic is. Please tell me you have an AO3 account and you'll post it there soon? I want to bookmark this and kudos it and leave massive comments all over again.
“He learned it all from Orthax, didn’t you, Percival?” Vax sounds silkily pleased with himself, adding a low laugh when the others gasp with surprise.
I love how Vax pushes at these nastier bits, when no one else will.
“Vex, please!” He pulls against the ropes holding him down, fear beginning to take him. Alone. In the dark. Where he was when Orthax first came to him in the flesh, instead of merely in spirit. “Vex!”
I panicked too and it was so great. I love that Percy goes through a lot of emotions throughout this, he isn’t just rolling around in pleasure the whole way through, there’s moments of doubt, of fear.
“Careful, Pickle,” Vax says, and then Pike’s the one balanced over his face, settling into place with Vax’s aid but then shooing him away. She seems to have decided that the only support she needs is fisting her hands into Percy’s hair, and he’s perfectly all right with that.
Vax lifting Pike: YES. Pike grabbing Percy’s hair: YES. This fic: YES.
“Get it, Pike!” Grog says delightedly. He’s down near Percy’s feet, one hand resting on Percy’s thigh, but not doing anything in particular with it. They’re all not just sharing Percy’s body as their collective toy, but engaging with each other a lot more than he’d expected. Not that he’d really known what to expect.
I’m so delighted with this moment.
“Not yet.”
*screams with joy* YES PIKE!
“I got you, little buddy,” Grog says unexpectedly, and Percy feels it as Grog’s hands settle on Pike’s waist for support. “Show him what a monstah you are.”
Grog and Pike double teaming someone, my life is complete.
“We can’t give you too much of a good thing.”
“This is all a good thing,” Percy says honestly.
“Even when you cried?”
“Was I crying?” He doesn’t remember.
“When we used the silence spell.”
“Oh.”
Beautiful. This fic is beautiful.
“I imagined you’d have him on his stomach.” Vex sounds a little disappointed. “Isn’t that more of a barbarian way to fuck?”
“I like watchin’ ladies’ faces,” Grog says, easing the plug out of Percy’s ass. “They go all pretty when they get off.” His deep laugh rumbles through Percy’s body. “I bet Percy’s pretty too.”
*incoherent delighted whimpering noises* I could read a whole damn fic of Grog fucking Percy, to be honest.
“Percy de Rolo, whore of Whitestone,” Keyleth says with slow deliberation. Percy shivers at the obscenity in her sweet voice.
I love Keyleth getting raunchy.
“I know it sounds that way. But...” Percy swallows hard. “It really wasn’t.”
If they ask him to explain how the darkness could be so good to him he’s going to have to stop everything, change his name, leave forever.
Oh, Percy. I wanna cry. In a good way.
He can feel their eyes on him, watching, waiting to see if this will be what puts him over the edge. Keyleth’s stopped laughing and is making small whimpering noises; Percy can hear soft wet sounds that suggest very strongly that someone is playing with her.
I’m gonna FAINT this is so HOT.
“Sarenrae’s sake, you’ve got every right to be greedy. Look at him.”
VAX encouraging Pike to go for another ride YESSSSSSSS.
They can share him.
I almost fell off my damn bed, goddamn.
The aftercare chapter was a lovely finishing touch. I felt like I was being snuggled.
“Someone else might have to have a turn in the middle.”
Percy’s fingers go still in Vex’s wet hair, snagging on a tangle, making her flinch. “You—do you really think someone else might—Vex, it’s not normal.”
“Nothing’s normal when it comes to sex,” Vex says complacently. “Just common. And anyway, don’t you think Pike would like a turn at being the center of attention? She was enjoying herself very much.”
Percy doesn’t have to think about it very hard to agree with her.
It’s very important that even after all that, Percy still has his doubts and anxieties. I love that it didn’t just all go away after one time, he’s still working through some issues here.
And hell yeah, Pike being loved and worshipped and the center of attention, fuck yeah.
But Percy’s glad of Scanlan’s words, and he thinks Scanlan’s glad to be sure that everything that has passed between them all this night won’t turn out to have been a nightmarish idea in the morning.
I’m so happy that was established.
Thank you thank you THANK YOU for writing this! I'm over the moon about this fic. I can't thank you enough. This is the greatest gift. I hope I can thank you de-anon'd someday.