#secondoposting

my hc with this is that secondo came into his gender as a teen, and struggled a lot finding the right care due to nihil’s negligence, and the underwhelming amount of resources at his disposal.

i think the twins would be very comfortable with secondo once they realize that he is like them. given that your hc is pet or copia being trans, or both. i think it brings that kindof understanding in them that draw them to secondo. they all share their plights with eachother, secondo soothing them as an older trans man, helping them with testosterone and other affirming care when they are young, so open and accepting with his boys.

i think the twins would be sooo enamored with secondo’s tdick piercings, they would be so interested to feel what they would be like in their mouth. i imagine copia and pet taking turns between secondo’s legs, sucking on his swollen clit, spinning his piercings in their mouths and enjoying the way his thick fingers feel tugging their hair. copia is more experienced, gives it the right stimulation, but perpetua is so enthusiastic about it, he makes up for his inexperience with his will to learn.

pet would get his fingers inside secondo, his mouth still working on his clit. copia knots his fingers into pet’s curls, working his head down further, secondo’s fat clit working into his mouth. secondo is a mess below the two, cunt clenching on pet’s thin fingers, demanding more and more inside of him. i think he could definitely work perpetua’s little fist inside if him if he tried.

terzo and primo are easy and accepting, their own gender struggles finding them all in a mutual agreement that secondo is perfect the way he is, and they are more than happy to call him their brother. primo is a bit uneducated, but accepting nonetheless. terzo teaches them both about the new age of gender affirming care and hormones, the internet is their best friend.

as they all grow older, secondo can find his penetrative fix only in his brothers, no one else pleases him like they do.

primo’s cock fills him perfectly, long and curved in his pussy. primo also loves his bush, loves to bury his nose in it while he eats his baby brother out. secondo feels safest with primo, his brother protects him through everything, and he lets himself easily fall into subspace occasionally when primo works him over well enough.

it must be so much of a struggle for secondo to surrender his power to primo as caretaker and provider. its not that secondo yearns to look after the family, he doesn’t want to put in all that work and be relied on, but it puts primo in the position of pack leader in a way. he owns them, he is in charge of them as the man of the house.

secondo aches for that kind of power, the way he could decide the fate of each other them. however, its better that he does not weild this power, he dares not to harm is boys.

primo and secondo butt heads often, secondo almost breaks off from their family at some point, desperately needing to find himself. but when he does, he ends up sticking his hand into the pit in the middle of himself, never quite reaching the bottom. at least his family can make him feel full, can take up the space inside of him and make him feel uniquely whole, if only for a second.

secondo just doesnt care about anything or anyone, he wants to bury his hands in a body and feel their heart stop, gazing into their eyes as the light drains away, nonemotive and unmoving as he watches. i think hes the type of guy to use one clean stab to kill, a nice shot to the heart, as long as he gets to watch their pitiful lives come to a waste. secondo has no regard for humanity as a whole, believing humans to be scummy, filthy beings who only feel selfishness and hunger.

he has almost inhuman strength, picking up his victims with one hand, furious and deadset as he zeros in on a kill. he is an infinitely talented hunter, at the top of the food chain and has no doubt about his strength. killing is his very best attribute, nothing he has done in his life has ever been as important. nihil had called him the perfect machine, said he had showed even more promise than primo. secondo had wanted to dig his fingers right into his jugular at the comparison. he was himself, or he was no one.

it gets boring, honestly. he never gets anyone who puts up a real fight, even when he goes after muscular, hardened men, they barely rouse enough of a fight to strike up any sort of interest in him. but he cant help himself, he cant stop. he tried, for months he concealed his urge to destroy, but he just felt empty. there was nothing that could spark that flame in him.

its the only thing that makes him feel anything at all.

his family is satisfactory at best, he knows he is capable of loving them as a baseline, they are, in fact, the only people he can tolerate. but they don’t make him feel a thing. no one does. but if there is anything secondo does know, he knows he does the things he does for them. hoping that there will not come a day where he must lay a deathly hand on his brother’s, the only human beings who deserve to live along side him.

on the other hand, terzo wants to study what its like to be human, find out everything about a person, before deciding if they deserve to die or not. terzo adores humanity, he is a wonderful study, if he had been allowed to pursue anything outside of the church when he was in his formative years, he would have studied psychology.

he spends months making up elaborate stories about them in his head as he watches, taking photos and notes. he is careful to keep his sentimentality in check as he works, the line between him and his victims rarely crossed. they are his toys, characters in a play, nothing more but his handpicked stars. he owns dozens of notebooks dedicated to his victims, photo albums and videotapes, he makes movies of them as they live and die at his hand, with his permission. he loves that control, being on the other side as the puppeteer for once.

all his life, he had filled the role of dutiful son, studious cardinal, he has been working since the moment he could read. nihil had ingrained in him from a young age that a successful man has no time for hobbies, he saw no future in terzo besides that of a hollow figurehead for the church. he barely paid mind to terzo, seeing no potential im his ability to kill. he was too slow, got too close, was always too indecisive on who his victim would be.

terzo never felt understood by his father, and he told him as much before primo had pulled them out of their studies, and fled with the boys under his wing. the twins had been about ten then, copia’s violent urges beginning to surface, and perpetua’s obsession with copia blooming so early. terzo tried to teach them patience, but to no avail. they were not like him. no one was.

hii! i agree with you honestly, i hadn’t really thought about it myself, as secondo isn’t my preferred papa (i love them all, dw) but now that you mention it, no one writes trans secondo!