Her body aligns easily with his, her ass resting against his hips and her shoulder blades making a home against his chest. She's not much shorter than him, just enough that he has to tilt his head down to settle it beside hers. (Forward, incredibly forward, even as he's aware his prick's nestled against her bare ass right now. There's something far more intimate about his cheek pressed to hers.)
She speaks, and on some level, Percy's aware of the right things to say - or at least that there is a right thing. Flirt back, give her the kind of answer that suggests he could drop the honorable act for the sake of carousing.
But when he hears the word, he thinks of Cassandra's blood soaking into the land of their ancestors. Years spent in hiding, doing anything and everything he had to in order to get closer to his goals. Dreams of revenge, at any cost. He's many things, but he's quite sure he left honorable behind long ago.
"No." He took too long to answer, forgot to breathe for a few long moments. His abdomen's tensed like he's expecting to be punched. "But tonight - for you, I can be."
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2025-01-23 01:22 am (UTC)She speaks, and on some level, Percy's aware of the right things to say - or at least that there is a right thing. Flirt back, give her the kind of answer that suggests he could drop the honorable act for the sake of carousing.
But when he hears the word, he thinks of Cassandra's blood soaking into the land of their ancestors. Years spent in hiding, doing anything and everything he had to in order to get closer to his goals. Dreams of revenge, at any cost. He's many things, but he's quite sure he left honorable behind long ago.
"No." He took too long to answer, forgot to breathe for a few long moments. His abdomen's tensed like he's expecting to be punched. "But tonight - for you, I can be."