Cloud no. 9
1) All fills for prompts of the earlier prompt posts go in the post the prompt was posted in. No re-posting or splitting up prompts and fills.
2) Self-prompt when you post unprompted fic. (This means posting what the fill is about in a first comment, like a real prompt, and commenting on that with your fill.)
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What if the Prime Minister has droit de seigneur over his ministers? He can take any minister of his choice to his bed the night the night he appoints them, or promotes them to a new role. DCam, to me, has that air of perpetual entitlement that would see a tradition like that as no more than his due as Prime Minister.
Anything related to this except fluff, basically. Angst, snark, dub-con, non-con, seduction, unexpectedly turned tables ... anon loves it all.
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"Rather predictable, don't you think?" William said, when David pointed out what was required of him. "Though I'd have thought you were too liberal to make use of this particular perk of the job."
"I am a Tory," David reminded him. He was Prime Minister, too, with the right to take whichever of his ministers he chose to bed on the night of their appointment. Technically, by law and custom, William didn't even have the right to refuse.
"Of course you are. And if you want to waste your prime ministerial right on a meaningless show of dominance, be my guest. I'm sure the prettier members of your cabinet will thank me for your forebearance."
"I'm not doing this as a show of anything," David lied. William was a former leader. He stil held considerable loyalty among the back-benchers. This was necessary. "I'm merely claiming my due."
"If you say so, Prime Minister," William said. "Far be it from me to question our revered leader after he's just led us almost to election success ( ... )
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"You want--that?" Danny Alexander backed away, eyes wide and horrified.
"Yes," David said impatiently. His new Chief Secretary seemed to be a little slow on the uptake.
"But that's--sick."
"It's tradition," David said impatiently.
"It's just wrong," Danny breathed. His hands were shaking, and David watched him wipe them on his trousers as if his palms were sweating. David held his gaze calmly until he broke. "Look. I don't. I don't know. I've--never been with a man before."
"Then I'll make it easy on you," David said, rising from his seat. "I'll take your arse instead of your mouth."
There were tears running down Danny's face before David had even penetrated him, the sobs he was choking back completely off-putting. Really, the whole business with David Laws was utterly without redeeming features.
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"You can't do this," Michael said, horrified. "You're demoting me. It's not right ( ... )
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You updated quicker than I thought you would! :D ♥ I can't help but feel incredibly sorry for poor Danny, and even Michael. *pets them* I suppose I feel a little for Nick too...
Bamfing DLaws makes me happy, even in early morning. Yeah. He'll punch you in the balls if you don't leave him alone Cameron. Yeah.
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One of the things about coalition was that you couldn't take for granted that Lib Dems knew the rules those in the main parties took for granted.
Now I have this really sad image of the Liberals secretly passing the knowledge of the hidden rites of Government down through the generations since 1918, in the forlorn hope that they will one day be in power again. Like the Marranos in Spain, only with droit de seigneur instead of Judaism.
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Cameron's entitlement and total lack of human sympathy for the people he's raping comes through beautifully in his narration.
THERESA MAY.
DAVID MOTHERFUCKING LAWS, BITCHES!
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My sincerest apologies to any anons who've been upset by the fic, or hurt by RL events of that kind.
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