Monsterfuckers AU

[infringe]

YOUR BODIES ( ensemble ) An old country filled with monsters, beasts, and gods, and the people who try to find their place among them (and in them). Cont. from here.

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[singinthestorm]

He breathes out a thoughtful hum at Alecto's blunt, serious request. There was something very specific in the wording that he wanted to get to the bottom of in his own mind, and he takes a few moments before reacting, not yet pulling away, still enjoying Alecto's touch and proximity, the physical intimacy.

"That means something different to you than what we usually get up to," he observes, not quite a question, but a request for clarification. "Is... what exactly do you need from me?" He slides his hand along Alecto's hip, thumb stroking against his abdomen, not entirely sure why his mind is supplying the seemingly impossible image of Alecto's now-familiar body changed, filled out beneath his touch, round with child...

[infringe]

He nods, hips lifting up into Josh’s hands. They always fit so nicely together. It was charming to him in a way.

“I won’t need you to do anything different,” he says. “Fuck me just as good as you usually do.” Alecto’s smile is inviting a gentle, like a breeze perfumed by flowers. “Though…I might need you more than just the one time. We need to make sure it takes.”

[singinthestorm]

He doesn't hide the little catch of breath in the back of his throat, the obvious and intense interest as he makes a few subconscious connections, his mind furiously at work.

"Right now?" He asks, with a contradictory mix of eagerness and caution. "I haven't... should I get tested first?" Despite the prevarication, his hands are a steady and firm grip on Alecto, half tugging him even closer, thumbs stroking circles through the filmy clothes that were his usual attire. He so clearly wants what's on offer. All of what's supposedly on offer.

By now he's run into several of Alecto's nieces and nephews, though their exact relationships were so complicated he couldn't quite wrap his mind around it. What he'd managed to grasp was that this was a thing for the Crabtrees - that they had and raised their children communally, but without any accompanying outsiders beyond the genetic donation - and that quite a few of said donors had also disappeared under mysterious circumstances, but that was almost to be expected here in Devil's Kettle...

He remembers Alecto's comment about allowances being made, and wonders as he waits for an answer.