Swordspoint fic
"Chained by Memories"
Crossposted to _Riverside a while ago, apologies if you have to read it twice!
As ever, any comments will be framed and hung over my bed. Many thanks and kisses go to my Beta, Just Ann Now.
Now: WARNING for M/M rape, not particularly graphic but clear enough.
( It had been an excellent fight... )
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“You’re beaming. And not bleeding. I take it everything went well?”
“Beat attack fourth and a fleche with a feint to the elbow,” said Richard, and grinned when Alec glared at him. “I cut his shoulder,” he amended. “Better?”
ACTUAL FENCING JARGON FOR THE WIN. I particularly love the banter between them, so relaxed and happy. But then --
Alec screams and sobs into the wall, fighting uselessly against the chains, the hands. He shouts for Richard, though he doesn’t realise it, and wouldn’t understand why if he did.
Poor Alec, weeping and crying out for Richard! I can see that that would excite Horn even more, the creep.
Alec never would explain the terror he had felt that once by the bed-posts, the horror of the memories behind it. But then, Richard never needed him to. He found out enough from Alec’s movementsWhat a shock to Alec's sense of invulnerability (now that he has Richard, and the Dukedom, and maybe has decided that death wasn't as attractive as he'd ( ... )
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