This is marvellous, swiped me straight from my feet. It's so different and so intense. What a wonderful response to the prompt Helena.
I love the idea of them being many persons and yet one and the same.
Nights, they were pain. He had not been taken since a boy. After proving himself in battle, Odysseus had never bent again. He hated it, that pleasure the like he thought only existed in the forbidden scrolls. It was not right that a man be buggered by a peer not even on the eve of war, and shame himself by spilling seed inside his skirts in his eagerness. But that was oft how it happened. He would clean himself and curse. And be hard for the next time.
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Date: 2011-07-06 02:40 am (UTC)I love the idea of them being many persons and yet one and the same.
Nights, they were pain. He had not been taken since a boy. After proving himself in battle, Odysseus had never bent again. He hated it, that pleasure the like he thought only existed in the forbidden scrolls. It was not right that a man be buggered by a peer not even on the eve of war, and shame himself by spilling seed inside his skirts in his eagerness. But that was oft how it happened. He would clean himself and curse. And be hard for the next time.
Amazing!