FILL: in servo necessitas (charles/erik, slave AU. warnings for violence, eventual dubcon.)
anonymous
July 6 2011, 01:37:37 UTC
augh anon I feel like this is cheating! BUT I AM REALLY GRATEFUL ANYWAY SO THANK YOU. ahahah i feel especially bad because this is not really greco-roman-ish; i just grasped at the adjective. I mean it's not really anything. it is I guess inspired by the fabled greco-roman-macedonians-ish -- the title is from a seneca the elder -- but it deviates so much from historical accuracy that you can't even really use the word "historical." it is, however, charles/erik slavefic, with shaw, and very slow-burning sex in the offing. so i really hope that's your cuppa. <3<3<3
FILL: in servo necessitas, 1/? (charles/erik, slave AU. warnings for violence, eventual dubcon.)
anonymous
July 6 2011, 01:40:05 UTC
The first mistake he made early, on their ride into the royal grounds. The King’s emissary, Azazel, was coarse but harmless enough; they’d been young men together, when Azazel’s father was a guest-friend to Erik’s commander
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Re: FILL: in servo necessitas, 2/? (charles/erik, slave AU. warnings for violence, eventual dubcon.)
anonymous
July 6 2011, 01:41:22 UTC
Erik knew it was foolish to fear recognition. He had been a boy when the King had seen him last, a grubby little creature, half-feral, and the King had been a man -- not a king but a provincial warlord then, with more pressing things to mind. But still: when those heavy-lidded eyes rested on him for the first time since his childhood, Erik went cold from throat to belly. A child’s fear. He lived with it an instant, breathed it in, let it crash over him like a wave.
She’s dead, I suppose? Close enough. What a nuisance.
He could hear the King’s drawl across all those years. He felt the mud between his fingers and under his nails. His mother’s dulling eyes, her hand gripping his, the knuckles gone white. The smell of blood.
Erik made his smooth courtier’s bow. “Your majesty.”
Ugh, it stinks in here. Happy to live like animals, the brutes. It’s a wonder the men could stand to go near her.“Our famous guest,” the King said, and smiled -- that familiar smile, a horrible ape of compassion. His accent was urbane, impeccable. “It’s an
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Re: FILL: in servo necessitas, 3/? (charles/erik, slave AU. warnings for violence, eventual dubcon.)
anonymous
July 6 2011, 01:44:18 UTC
It would have been startling enough to meet any slave’s eyes, but these -- dizzyingly blue and bright -- went through Erik like a knife. And then, impossibly, the boy smiled at him
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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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She’s dead, I suppose? Close enough. What a nuisance.
He could hear the King’s drawl across all those years. He felt the mud between his fingers and under his nails. His mother’s dulling eyes, her hand gripping his, the knuckles gone white. The smell of blood.
Erik made his smooth courtier’s bow. “Your majesty.”
Ugh, it stinks in here. Happy to live like animals, the brutes. It’s a wonder the men could stand to go near her.“Our famous guest,” the King said, and smiled -- that familiar smile, a horrible ape of compassion. His accent was urbane, impeccable. “It’s an ( ... )
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