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xx-thedarklord-xx · 1 year

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Is it?

“Daddy!”

Lucius sighed behind a copy of the Daily Prophet. He ignored the way Narcissa snorted from the other side of the kitchen table.

“Draco, we discussed this. You are to call me father.”

He didn’t have to look down to know that Draco was pouting. Five years old wasn’t old enough to have proper decorum… yet.

“But you said I could call you that in secret.”

Narcissa snorted again, and he debated about replacing her cleansing potion with a dye potion. Then they’d see if that humor lasted.

“We aren’t in secret, are we?” When he looked over the top of the paper he was proven right. Draco was pouting.

“I forgot what it meant.”

Lucius sighed again. It wasn’t worth it. Battles only mattered if they were won, and Lucius knew the moment that his son was born that Draco would win every battle.

“But that doesn’t matter!” Draco cried, hands clapping together. “You said one day I would get married and have a wife.”

“Yes,” Lucius said slowly, not bothering to look up from the paper as he began to read again. “I also said you needed to practice your studies so that you can take over the Malfoy name.”

“I don’t care about that.”

Battles. Losing battles.

“I decided that I’ll be the wife!” Draco continued; voice closer to a yell than anything polite. No decorum, he must get that from Narcissa.

“Pardon?” Lucius put down the paper and gave Draco his full attention, ignoring the wheezing laugh that Narcissa didn’t attempt to hide.

“I want to be a husband,” Draco said, puffing out his chest. “But I also want to have a husband too. So, I think that means I’m a wife.”

Decades of heartbreak, yells, fights and screams echoed in his mind before his son’s pleading eyes broke through. Lucius could feel Narcissa’s eyes on him, but this wasn’t a moment when he needed her help. Draco came to him, not her. These were his hangups, not hers. This was his time to be someone better for his son than his father was for him.

There were many criticisms that people held of Lucius—most of them true—but the one thing he wouldn’t be was his father.

“Two men can get married.”

Draco gasped at the same time Narcissa did.

“They can?” Draco did a weird set of movements that he believed was some kind of dance routine. Merlin knew where he picked up that from. The more he thought about it, Draco did spend far too much time with Dobby.

“Yes,” Lucius said with a sad tilt of his lips as he placed a hand to Draco’s cheek. “But there’s going to come a time when you’re going to have to ask yourself if it’s worth it. There will be a lot of people against it, they will expect more from a Malfoy heir.”

Draco frowned; head tilted. “But you said Malfoys don’t care about the thoughts of those beneath us.”

Lucius huffed, refusing to laugh even if his lips twitched.

“You’re right.” Would there ever be a battle he’d win with Draco? “So, then I’ll ask you. Is it? Is it worth it?”

Draco’s forehead wrinkled, tongue poked out as he made a very long and exaggerated thinking sound before he said in a tone that booked no argument,

“Yes.”

“Then you’d best find yourself a husband.”

Draco did another dance… if that was what one would call such a thing.

“Yes! You hear that mum? I get to be a husband and have one!”

“I did hear,” Narcissa said with such a soft sweet smile that Lucius fell in love all over again. “My baby is all grown up.”

Draco puffed out his chest again before he ran out of the room—with no decorum—as he said, “I have to tell Dobby! We have to start planning now.”

That brought a whole set of images that would have to be rectified as soon as possible. The last thing they needed was that senile elf planning anything.

Before he could walk after Draco, Narcissa placed a hand on top of his and said something that no one had ever told him before.

“I’m proud of you.”

And you know what? Lucius was proud of himself too. Just as he was proud of Draco—always would be.

Always.

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themistymountainscold · 7 months

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Lucius especially doesn’t understand why none of his usual tactics are working on Izzy. He’s a little bit offended tbh.

He declares Izzy might just be unseducible but then Frenchie’s like “lol let me try”

LITERALLY

and lucius can be the one to find them sucking face in the hallway, he screams.

loudly.

frenchie and izzy become very rich that day.

#ofmd #our flag means death #anon <3 #izzy hands #frenchie #luicus spriggs #ouizzy #gay #izzy x frenchie #frenchie x izzy

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liontamerheracles · 1 year

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Double Threat Lucius

#luicus spriggs #our flag means death #I love him #my blorbo #gay #nathan foad

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agent371 · 2 months

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This post is talking about the designs (and the designs only, I haven't read anything from the authors and dont even know who they are so this is design based only) released for the new Damian Wayne comic - The Boy Wonder. I will be heavily critical and btching about these, but please tell me your thoughts as well. After Damian, the others are under the cut. Please read because it's important.

Damian's design is actually really good and the best one, which is probably good since this is a comic about him. And I love how he's not whitewashed, which is something that happens way too much in comics.

Now, to Nightwing, his design is okay for a Nightwing design, but he just looks off in this style. I think if they tried to stylise him more, it could look a lot cooler. So I think he's just got wasted potential. Also, he's probably whitewashed as well to make damian more special as the "only" POC in the family (probly why Cass, Duke, Luke, and Luicus aren't here as well).

Babs is next, and this is the main reason I made this post. They abled her. DC authors stop abling disabled characters, please, for the love of me, I can't stand it. She can be disabled and still be relevant in the plot. I swear the only reason authors do this is because they don't know how to write disabled characters. If they need a Batgirl, use Steph or Cass because they are more than capable of doing it. I know they aren't as iconic as Babs, but move on DC. She's so much more interesting as Oracle.

Batman, I'm not a fan of his big blocky design. I just don't like it. He also looks really irrelevant and giving this is a comic about Robin (his son!) I think he should be relevant or look like he isn't a background character who just grunts, like for the design it looks like he doesn't talk. Don't like it.

Jason now, I actually love his Red Hood costume it looks sick, and the R on the chest *chefs kiss*. But his robin outfit is too gritty, and from that, I can tell he's going to be mischaracterised as the "angry Robin," so Hood looks cool, but that's all it is, his looks.

Tim. There is so much to say, omg. Where is his hero outfit! Everyone else got them. Why didn't he? You can actually see RR in the preview, so why wasn't that design put here? Why is it just Tim? And why does kid Tim look homless you know he grew up rich, before and after his adoption sure he has a style but his cloths wouldn't be friad he'd still look sleek and scruff not on the verge of his cloths falling off his back. For this, I can tell he'll also be mischaracterised as just like Jason since this is a Damian comic they are doing to do him so dirty. :( Sad day for a 90's Tim Drake fan (like every day, tbh save my guy). His RR design also has a shitty mask, but other than that, it seems fine, I like the wings/cape for it that looks pretty cool.

Alfred is a stereotypical old man. He's got no individuality what so ever and will proble be in one panel, say something sarcastic, and never show up again.

Ra's is okay. That's all.

Talia doesn't even look like herself . If you showed me her design with no context, I would not know who she is.

Carrie. Why is she here? Like honestly, why? There are better characters to include in a comic like this, like Steph or Cass or Duke or Helana. They would all be better chooses than Carrie. I'm not the biggest Damian fan, but ofter, Damian fans have been wanting him and Huntress as in a comic for a bit. I do like her design, but I just don't get why she's here. (I'm not including her image because of the limit bit is on my previous repost)

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barbwritesstuff · 7 months

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We've had the three winners of the werewolf costume contest...

...and the winners of the vampire costume contest.

In both case it was a blond guy, a dark haired guy, and a child (if you count Gaius as a child which you really shouldn't).

They've re-strategized, re-dressed, and now it's time for the werewolves vs vampire showdown.

Lee has seized the opportunity to flee over to the werewolf side of the room. He's now officially team wolf. So, the teams are:

Team Wolf:

Marco

Izzie

Sergi

Lee

Team Vamp:

Gaius

Iliya

Lucius

Iliya is very uncomfortable with this situation. The other two just keep speaking Latin and using powers beyond his ken. He's thinking he might've been safer to defect to team wolf too.

You know Izzie has the biggest feather in her hat, that one of the pirate costumes was borrowed from Shawnie and Sergi is wearing it because he wasn't letting Marco or Izzie wear it (because Marco might feel dysphoric in a corset and skirt and Izzie is five), that Iliya is posing like that wood chopping guy on tiktok, and that Lucius is seething.

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knight-already · 1 year

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Re posting cause I felt like it I die on this hill:

Severus never hated Harry!

He needed for one person in the whole school to believe that he did (maybe even 3) and that was Draco Malfoy son of Luicus Malfoy the only person (or few ppl ) who knew he was a death eater. Because this was not common Knowledge.

This man was not stupid -- He made sure all his boxes were checked.

I’m sorry but hurting Hermione’s feelings (in the teeth incident ft. draco) or any of the golden trio’s feelings is a small price to pay, so Draco can tell his father that Severus was still a death eater. What's more he was an ass to everyone, so no one could write off this one occurrence as anything special... except it was!

This one incident was personal and encouraging Draco’s horrible behavior -- which usually he didn't stand for... usually being the key word. But the matter here is that Harry and Draco are two special cases and he has to foster this situation carefully.

This lead to him being antagonistic toward them in a childish way to appease the childish bully.

Hurting Hermione’s feelings was also the best thing he could have done to prove himself even though he was not at that point being questioned. She was a:

1. muggleborn

2. friends with Harry potter.

Plus he did it in what I think was a harmless enough, all he said was “I see no difference” then fixed them to be a perfect smile.

Horrible? yes. but it was necessary, for the greater good one could argue -- If he meant true harm he could have done much worse for his own pleasure arther than some childish school yard tuants. He’s 32/3(?) who had lived through worse bullying.

But he didn’t --

When Voldy did come back -- which he knew was going to happen -- Bella didn't believe he was loyal. BUT do you know who did?

The Malfoys!

They were always in his corner, which was brilliant until Lucy kept fucking up. But still Narcissa took his side against her sister.

Hate him and his way he went about it but the man was looking at the bigger picture. He might have hurt her feelings then but he never gave her the blood quill for his own pleasure, he never turned her into weasel or a pig because he was upset.

Hate his tactics but he was in Voldyshorts good books until death did them part. The only reason Voldy killed him was so he could get control of the wand.

He may have antagonized them but at the cost of keeping his position as a spy while keeping alibis in the Malfoys.

Therefore saving everyone’s lives like it or not because without him the Order had no leads.

It simply had to be done.

#severus snape #Professor Severus Snape #snape defense #snape fandom #professor snape #Young Severus #Young Severus Snape #severus #pro severus snape #Pro Snape #pro severus

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dragonmuse · 1 year

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Do mainverse Lucius and Izzy ever have a conversation about how they are basically married? Like, it’s definitely implied often enough, but do they say it? I’d love to see that convo if you’re up for it.

(perfect prompt, I was so in the mood for romance)

It was morning, but almost impossible to tell that by the slate gray sky. Rain had been drizzling on and off for days, the window panes slick with it. Izzy watched the droplets gather together and eventually skid wildly down the pane. He was sitting between Luicus’ legs, head resting on his shoulder. They were still in bed, naked and above the covers. They’d generated too much heat minutes before to be swaddled up.

Lucius had one arm loose around Izzy’s chest, the beautiful stark black ink of his tattoo turned upwards so Izzy could trace over his own initials over and over. His struck a chord deep in him, even weeks later. Lucius was idly kissing Izzy’s neck and shoulders, his own ticking down in the aftermath, not quite ready to separate entirely.

“Four years next week,” Lucius murmured.

“Yeah,” Izzy already had a present stashed away. Nothing spectacular, but he felt prepared enough. They’d go away for the night, a short little trip to the next city over. A quiet acknowledgement.

“It went fast,” his words swept over Izzy’s sensitized skin. A shivery pleasure. “Seems like just yesterday, you walked in for the first time.”

“Not for me.” Most of the time, Izzy felt like time had sped up at unbelievable pace as he aged. Like he could barely hold on to the days and weeks, but his time with Lucius stretched taffy like. The days before they had collided seemed as far away to him as the days before Eddy.

“And you’re still good with how things are? Annual check in on the state of the relationship?” Lucius asked wryly.

Izzy captured Lucius' arm and brought it to his lips, kissing over the tattoo. “Yeah, pup. I’m good.”

“Just...you know. For the record. I’d commit bigamy for you.”

He froze for a moment, holding Lucius’ arm. Then he huffed out a laugh.

“Hey,” Lucius said sulkily, pulling away.

“No, no it’s not that,” Izzy said quickly. “It’s just...aren’t we already?”

“Don’t remember saying anything like that.” Lucius stopped moving at least, resettling against him.

“We’re carved into each other’s flesh,” he said with a smile. “You think we need to talk it out too? Words aren’t fucking everything, you know.”

“They’re important.” Lucius snipped his shoulder, tightening his grip on him.

“But they’re not what’s loudest. Not with this.”

“...maybe,” Lucius conceded. “So you think of us as married?”

“As good as, yeah. Have for a while,” he admitted. “That okay?”

“Yes! Of course. Guess I just wish I’d been read into that. Since when?”

He had to think about that.

“Not sure there was a day or time,” he decided. “The cuff felt like the beginning. A promise. Right?”

“Definitely,” Lucius agreed.

“Happened slow. I knew I wasn’t going to look for anyone else pretty early too. So. I don’t know. What makes it a marriage if you’re not doing rings? Just is.”

“Well, I would’ve said something nice if we got married. You know, told you about all the reasons I loved you or something.”

“You already do that.”

“Maybe I want some nice Izzy words.”

“You get all of them,” Izzy shook his head. “You want vows? Promises? I’ve given those to you. You have all of me.”

“Poetry?” Lucius teased. “What do I have to do to get a pretty poem out of you?”

“Dunno,” Izzy rolled his eyes, but then he thought for a second and said,

“i carry your heart with me(i carry it in

my heart)i am never without it(anywhere

i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done

by only me is your doing,my darling)”

“Goblin,” Lucius breathed out. “What is that?”

“E.e Cumming, I think. Read it high school, maybe and it stuck. Liked it.”

“Iron trap memory,” Lucius kissed his temple. “I love it. Am I your darling?”

“If that’s what you want,” he closed his eyes, relishing the touch. “But doesn’t sound right. You’re my pup.”

“All right,” Lucius wrapped his other arm around him. “How about a bit of Nerdua then...

“But I love your feet

only because they walked

upon the earth and upon

the wind and upon the waters,

until they found me.”

“I like that,” he sighed.

“After that it’s just loving and cherishing, I think,” Lucius murmured. “Promise me that?”

“Yes.”

“And I promise too.” He could feel the edges of Lucius’ smile pressed to his cheek. “I think that’s as good as done. I pronounce us wedded in spirit if not in law.”

“Don’t need to be your husband,” Izzy gripped Lucius’ hand. “But I like that.”

“Good. I have one of those and he’s pretty great. You can keep on being the boyfriend,” Luicus agreed. “But we’ll know. Both of us now.”

The rain came down harder outside. Neither of them paid it any mind, locked tight together in the warmth of the moment.

#leda house and the kraken verse #ficlet #goblin king and the pup #lucius black #izzy hands

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xoxosprizzy · 1 year

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Welcome to the Spring Spizzy challenge! We want your fanworks about Luicus and Izzy having a fresh start! What if it's not the end? What if it life just....begins again?

Posting to the collection will being on April 23 and run through the 29th (with some days of grace if you're running late!). Please join us in celebrating the Scribe and the First Mate in every kind of situation.

#sprizzy #lucius spriggs #izzy hands #izzy x lucius #izzy hands/lucius spriggs

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laceratedlamiaceae · 1 year

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To expand on something I've talked about before: I've noticed a tendency for people to act as though "Ed" and "Blackbeard" (and sometimes "The Kraken," even though that isn't a name) are completely distinct entities and not just different ways of referring to the same person. It's easy to understand why people do this; if "Blackbeard" was the one who made Fang kill his dog and "The Kraken" pushed Luicus overboard, then "Ed" gets to be the pure, innocent, kind person they've convinced themselves he is and they can just write off all the horrible things he's done, since technically "Blackbeard" did them. It's the same logic Ed uses to discount his own actions--"technically the fire killed those people"--and I don't think it's a coincidence that the people who hold this viewpoint tend to be the same ones who actually believe him when he says that (in my experience, at least).

There is something to be said about the ways the show itself plays with these names--see Izzy's insistence that people call Ed "Blackbeard" while he gets to use "Edward" or Ed saying that he wants to be called "Edward" and not "Blackbeard"--but that isn't the same as treating "Ed" and "Blackbeard" as different people, which is what I'm talking about.

I'm not here to tell people how to interpret the show, but I hate this take because, setting aside the fact that it doesn't make any sense, it's just so boring. I don't even like Ed, but the most compelling part of him is his struggle with being burdened by his own legend and dealing with the fact that he's done horrible things. If you take that away, you're just left with some guy who's in love with Stede and doesn't really have much going on other than that. I guess that's what some people want, but I feel like it takes away so much from the themes of the show to remove all the parts of him that are difficult to face, and instead reduce him to an easily-palatable shell of himself.

#no idea how prevalent this is overall but it's in a good portion of the fics i read #our flag means death #ofmd #edward teach #ofmd meta

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cartoonist-in-theory · 1 year

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ohhh im so bad at posting art here I drew this for luicus’ birthday like two days ago

#TalesOfDianthus #Lucius Howell #kleptodoesart #i post on twitter and then Im like well im done

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missielynne · 2 years

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Ed After A Bad Day

Lucius: What do you see here?

Ed: It's two bunnies clawing each other to death over a lima bean. [Lucius writes in his pad] Forgive me, Lucius but this game seems rather silly.

Lucius: Well, I understand how you might feel that way but it's helpful to me. Now, last one. [holds another ink-blot up]

Ed: It's a woman.

Lucius: [noting down] Okay, then.

Ed: She's skinning a pigeon with a hatchet.

Lucius makes changes to his original note.

Ed: Are we done now?

Lucius: I think we still have some work to do.

Ed: I just don't think there's any good reason for me to be here.

Lucius: The crew feel differently.

Ed: Oh, what do they know? Saying I need anger management! I'm not an angry person, I never have been.

Lucius: Captain, wasn't it anger that led you to cause that accident?

Ed: Well, yes, but I was provoked into that. I'm not angry anymore.

Luicus: Well, there may be a level of emotion you're not entirely in touch with. Let's talk about your life in general. Things still going well with the other captain?

Ed: Yes. He's a wonderful, generous man...

#our flag means death #incorrect ofmd #ofmd #edward teach #frasier

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alien-doodles · 3 years

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*rattles my bag of ocs* it’s time for revival babbyyyyy

#oc #digital art #artists on tumblr #digital illustration #character design #let me dig for their names #vikne #luicus

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theblckheir · 3 years

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another meal with the whole family, everything on repeat, over and over again like a circle of morgana he can’t get out of. nonchalant posture in the armchair he finds himself waiting in doesn’t display the turmoil of his thoughts, voice still hoarse from the last verbal row he had with his mother. 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈, he feels it in his bones, soon, this house will not be home anymore, just bricks and memories. feeling a gaze upon him, the storm in grey hues finds blonde hair and clear blue eyes, ❝ i know i’m pretty but cissa is in the other room, pal. ❞ and his smile is arrogant, words made to build uncomfortable atmosphere in the room, malfoy gets on his nerves, it’s been like this since he’s known the man’s existence, it’s gotten worse since he’s learnt of his engagement to his dear cousin.

@luicus / sc.

#luicus #hogwarts verse.#( heeeey pal ::)))#ty for liking the sc #+ i hope it works for you :) )

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dragonmuse · 1 year

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for the smut prompts: in the Izzy/Lucius/Pete AU it was mentioned that Izzy is sometimes bratty and Lucius “settles” him. Could we see one of those scenes?

( I can't find it anymore, but I know someone else requested this. AsIsHerRight, maybe? ANYWAY here it is!)

“And then he cut me off,” Izzy was really in a full head of steam. Pete watched him pace back and forth. “Fucking motherfucker.”

“Yeah?”

“Can you fucking believe that shit?”

“Iz, that had to be hours ago.”

“Does that make it less of a traffic violation?” he snarled. “Could’ve lost my front fender.”

“Okay, okay,” Pete sighed. “But I need you to like, slow down for a minute. You didn’t put in your schedule for next month and if I don’t schedule this appointment soon, you’re going to be waiting until next year.”

“What does it matter?” Izzy waved that off. “Whenever.”

“Not whenever. You can’t blow off your stress test again.”

“I run every day,” Izzy gritted out. “I’m fucking fine.”

“Great! Then do it at the damn doctor.”

“I had my physical a goddamn month ago. My blood pressure is fine!”

Izzy hadn’t stopped pacing.

Time was, Pete would deal with this by just leaving him to it for a half hour or so then come back with a drink or a snack and just to wheedle him into a better mood. Sometimes it was even fun, but tonight he was annoyed and tired himself.

An idea kindled in him. He wasn’t in this alone anymore. As if summoned by the very thought, Luicus came out of the bathroom, steam wafting behind him and a towel barely hanging around his waist.

“Babe!” Pete flashed him a bright, possibly slightly manic smile.

“Uh, yeah?”

“He’s acting like an asshole,” Pete pointed to Izzy, who froze at being called out. “Could you just take him to the bedroom and spank him or something? I’m tapped out.”

He girded himself for Izzy to further explode, but if anything, he subsided into a bizarre calm. The air suddenly supercharged. For his part, Lucius shifted his weight and the cheery bafflement gave way to something cooler, calmer.

“Are you coming?” Lucius glanced at Pete.

“No,” he did not feel like seeing anyone naked just then.

“All right. You heard the man,” Lucius’ eyes snapped to Izzy. “Go to the bedroom, you kneel and wait for me. Put yourself in a more agreeable mood because apparently you’ve earned whatever I decide you’ve got coming and you better take it sweetly.”

And to Pete’s quiet shock, Izzy just went. He disappeared into the bedroom and the sounds of cloth hitting the floor were loud in the sudden silence.

“I-” Pete started. “Was that okay?”

“Was it okay?” Lucius grinned, the coolness gone as quickly as it came. “It was hot as hell. You know I like when you backseat dom.”

“I don’t really want to,” Pete groaned. “But I also wasn’t in the mood to wrestle the bear.”

“Oh, babe,” Lucius stepped closer and kissed him once. “You’re the bear here, hottie. But I hear you. I’ve got it. We’ll be a half hour or so. Why don’t you relax too and we’ll have dinner together after?”

“It’s already in the oven,” he agreed. “I’ll keep an eye on it. Have fun.”

“Thanks, babe,” Lucius kissed him then walked into the bedroom and slammed the door very pointedly. Pete didn’t take offense, he knew that wasn’t for him.

Still a little wound up, Pete tried to figure out what to do with himself. After a little dithering, he picked up the paper. He’d read through most of it this morning, but he hadn’t done the sudoku puzzle yet. He wasn’t very good at them, but he liked to take a pass at it anyway, then if it was giving him trouble, he’d make Izzy finish it out. The numbers seemed to just fall into place for him and Pete liked watching Izzy be competent.

So he was flicking his pencil carefully over boxes when he heard the slap of leather on skin and the grunt of impact. It was such a small slip of sound, but Pete could see the moment as vividly as if it was playing out in front of him after witnessing it so many times. Izzy was probably bent over the bed. The crack was louder than the actual impact, the doubled over belt always making an impressive noise.

Lucius really only used the belt to make a point, rarely hitting Izzy with it more than four or five times. Absently, Pete counted the blows. Three. Four. Five. Six....Seven. Oof that one sounded hard, but no more followed. Instead, there was Lucius' voice, strident and clear.

Pete set down pencil and paper. He dropped his head to the back of the couch, catching muffled noises. The sheets shifting and then clink of the glass bottle of lube being set down. He wondered if Lucius would bottom. It seemed likely if he’d just showered. He could picture him straddling Izzy’s narrow hips, hands on Izzy’s chest, holding him in place.

He considered his own suddenly insistent erection.

Well. No one would judge him if he indulged, he decided.

With a flick of his wrist, he had himself in hand. Trying to keep his breath even so it wouldn’t blot out the noises, Pete played the movie of it in his head. The way Lucius would spear himself with long clever fingers, a fast preparation while Izzy watched hungrily. Izzy would be still though, silent. One of Lucius’ favorite orders was ‘no talking’ which Pete would never understand. He loved Izzy’s filthy mouth, obscenities pouring from it as they took each other apart.

A moan crept under the door and that one Pete definitely knew. He could see Luicus sliding down, taking Izzy into himself as if it were as simple as opening a door. Pete pulled on himself, recalling Lucuis’ tight heat. He liked when Lucius rode him, but his favorite was on their sides, negating the height difference and bringing them so close together.

Still, the image of Lucius above Izzy, taking his time and teasing things out just as long as he wanted them to last was hot in its own right. Delicious gasps of sound came through the walls now and Pete sped up along with them. Out here, he didn’t have anyone to impress and no one to satisfy, so he didn’t think about lasting. He just came hard, biting his lip so as not to draw attention even as he shuddered through it.

Then he lay there, spent, smiling up at the ceiling as they continued on behind him. It had only been ten or so minutes. Lucius was going to do something to draw it out. And for tonight, Pete didn’t have to care which was weirdly relieving. He could just clean himself up, then go back to his puzzle. With post-nut clarity, he even solved it.

The oven timer dinged and he got out the casserole, covering it with tinfoil so it would stay warm. Pete felt like that. Covered and warm as he waited. It wasn’t much longer really. Eventually the bedroom door opened again and Luicus came out, heading back to the bathroom, but he paused to kiss Pete.

“Why don’t you go lay down with him for a minute, babe?” Lucius smiled into the kiss. “You should enjoy some of your own idea.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah, very.”

So Pete went into the bedroom. Izzy was still smeared over the bed, eyes heavy-lidded and a litter of pink marks just starting to fade from his chest. Places where Lucius had likely bitten him. As soon as Pete crossed the threshold, Izzy held out a hand to him. Pleased, Pete took it, laying down beside him on his side.

“Was that okay?” Pete checked.

“Mm,” Izzy rolled carefully over to face him. “Yeah. Sorry, you’re right, I was being a fucking dick. I’ll put my timing on the calendar.”

“Okay,” Pete squeezed his hand. “Thanks. Guess I was kind of in a mood too.”

“Should’ve noticed,” Izzy said ruefully. “Rough day?”

“Some. That gown we were working on for the past few weeks...the customer can’t pay for it and we’re trying to figure out how to handle it. John wants to just give it to them anyway. Frenchie was ready to rip the thing up.”

“What about you?”

“Dunno. Makes me sad mostly. They thought they had the cash, it wasn’t a lie or anything. And we did all the work.”

“Payment plan?” Izzy suggested.

“You think? How would we enforce that?”

Izzy considered and Pete got to watch the cogs start to turn again behind those lovely dark eyes. He was content to just rest there, watching for as long as it took.

“Might not this time, but you should have it in your contract going forward,” Izzy rumbled. “Want me to talk to Flint? He’s got a contract law guy, I bet. Get you a boilerplate to start with.”

“Would you?” Pete nodded. “That’d be good. I bet I can get John and Frenchie on board too. I’ll suggest the payment plan. At least we’d get something back.”

“Make them model it for you,” Lucius stepped back into the bedroom. “Iz can take the photos, be good promo.”

“Fuck you two are so smart,” Pete laughed. “You want to be consultants.”

“Absolutely not,” Izzy grumbled.

“Yeah, no thanks, sweetie,” Luicus sat down, the bed dipping and Pete rolling towards him a little. “You guys ready to eat?”

“Yeah,” Pete stretched. “Iz?”

“Past ready.”

They ate in varying stages of nakedness, Izzy taking his plate on the floor at Lucius’s feet, but resting his head from time to time against Pete’s knee. The world rebalanced and Pete sank happily into it.

#leda house and the kraken verse #ficlet #feels just like i'm falling for the first time #pete black #izzy hands #lucius black

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