High Hard Cervix Pregnancy

month Meeting the challenge of the month


Well, it was to see the image and the muses visit me. This was done at lunchtime, with few corrections and without beta.

Title: Snow (I know it sucks)
Author: estel_dunedain
couple: Percy /
Luke Rating: NC-13
Warnings: An AU. Something depression. And my first foray into the world Percy Jackson. And probably a little OOC but I hope not much. As I said, no beta so that the horrors are solely responsible for the lack of time.

Percy knew before anyone else. Possibly before himself. It was much resentment, many questions. And very few answers.

No one called attention to see him enter the house of Poseidon, shaking the snow from your hair, while the rest of the campers were on their way to the house of Apollo, where their children celebrated birth. Bitterly wondered if perhaps God had a birthday would know when alguno de sus hijos.  Le encontró sentado al lado de la fuente, su mano hundida en el agua, creando formas y remolinos casi sin darse cuenta.

 —Quédate —su voz fue apenas un susurro enronquecido. —Quédate conmigo

Un nudo se instaló en su garganta. Percy levanto la vista, clavándole sus ojos grises como mar en tormenta. No había rechazo, no había odio. Sólo una simple suplica. Dime que esto es más fuerte que tú venganza decían sus ojos. Dime que vale la pena. Dime we have a future. closed his eyes and offered no resistance when he pushed her against the bed, kissing her hard, angry, eager barely contained. He groaned when his head bounced off the bed, hitting the head. The clothes were a hindrance quickly eliminated. The moon lit them, giving their bodies a ghostly appearance. No sound was choppy breaths and rubbing their bodies, interspersed some occasional groan. They came together, stifling the cry on his lips, kissing as if to wear each other.

The snow began to fall when she arose. Decided not to bathe, trying to keep the skin the smell of this . We . Percy watched him dress in silence for a moment, had the desire to forget everything. To be dropped on the bed and sink back into the body of the dark, stay by your side for as long as possible. But Fate is a bastard. He knew it well. He fixed his eyes on the body barely covered by the sheets and knew that even in his last moments and remember him. With hair excited by their hands and skin filled with his trademark gray dawn light creating shadows and angles impossible to decipher. With jaw clenched to keep from crying, her eyes bright. He wanted to ask one last time to go with him, but understood his reasons for staying. As he had his reasons for leaving. Took his backpack and headed for the door.

"Adieu ... Luke.
-bye, Percy. We return to see again.

When Percy was out of bed and look out the window as the snow had covered their steps.