As I am not in my very best mental situation, at least I'm managing to wrap some short fics I started too long ago.
Smut is back đź‘€ what can I say?
"Please," Alecto pleaded, in a voice Lucanis did not recognise. He did not need her to say any more to know the reason for her supplication, for it coincided with his own.
However, Viago was relentless. Without loosening his grip on Lucanis, he took her by the chin and held her face a few centimetres from his, holding her firmly so that she could not close the small distance between them.
"My love, you mustn't be selfish." He devoured her lips in an open, disorderly kiss that left her gasping. "Believe me, if there's one thing we're going to do, it's fuck you until none of us can take it anymore. You're going to keep up the good behavior, right?"
Non-pressure tags to @adhd-riddled-crow @theantivancandlehop @virevas @pixiedurango @wickedadaar @apothe-cary and... Everyone who reads this!!!
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Everyone of you know how much I love my small OC [I'm really intense about her!] and I always want to see Alecto in in happy situations... so I commisioned the wonderful @nilusart . I won't lie, I almost goy in years
Just a happy family: Viago, Alecto & little Allegra [Viago will have a copy of this portrait in his office]
Also it's fun how this engages directly with @wickedviago post about our OC's children!
I directly blame @doctormur for remembering me this piece I wrote a year ago [a year??? really??????]
Today I bring you "Crimsom blaze". My very every first smutty thing, heavily influenced by @dragonagegayz, our smutty writing monarch. My sincere apologies for the mistakes - Writing is a constant learning process for me. For the Vialecto enjoyers! [aka me]
At some point he must have fallen asleep without realizing it, because the next thing he felt was Alecto's voice crooning to herself, practically dressed, looking at herself in the mirror as she fixed her hair.
“Are you leaving already?” Viago's voice was a bit mushy, a product of drowsiness after the few hours of sleep
“I have work to do in the morning” she said, without turning around, completely immersed in untangling the long dark hair ”Several fledglings need to improve their skills a bit, so we'll probably be training most of the day. House De Riva has high expectations about their recruits.”
Alecto, apparently pleased with her appearance, smiled slightly at him as she approached, sitting down next to him on the edge of the bed. She stroked his jaw and neck gently, leaning in afterward to kiss him. Viago dug his fingers into her hair, stroking her head as he let her taste him at her pleasure, caressing every corner of his mouth with her tongue. He tried to take her by the waist and pull her to lie on top of him, feeling the heat flood back, but she pulled away slightly, a faint blush coloring her cheeks.
“First, duties” her voice was sweet, but firm “Or else the Fifth Talon will give me a proper lecture. Talon who, by the way, should also focus on getting some work done.”
With one last, light kiss, Alecto left without giving him a chance to respond.
I'm gonna tag @adhd-riddled-crow, @dragonagegayz @wickedadaar @theantivancandlehop @biowaredisasterbisexual and of course the person who brought me here, @doctormur
"A runaway and an unexpected ally" is the title of the 2nd episode of Alecto's story reboot!
10 yo Alecto is fed up of punishment and bullies, so she has decided to run away as she previously did from the orphanage. Or, at least, so she thought, until a certain someone caught her.
Snippet after the cut, read it in AO3!
She had been patient. More or less. But now, after almost a year, Alecto had come to the conclusion that there was nothing she could do to improve her situation. If she was docile, things would go badly, but fighting back hadn’t exactly improved matters. Consumed by rage most of the time, she was terrified by the mere idea that, in a moment of weakness, some demon might take hold of her, turning her into an abomination. The whispers were tempting, of course, and promised her a revenge that would exceed her expectations. Almost ten years old, and with no proper training in any of the Circles, Alecto knew she was easy prey. She could think of only one way out, and it was the least honourable: to escape.Â
She might have been a child, but she was fully aware that if she were caught—whether in the midst of her escape or afterwards—she would not live to see adulthood. She also knew she could trust no one; she’d never deluded herself on that point. That was why, despite the anxiety that filled her, Alecto had spent weeks observing the place and its potential weak points, the patrol routines, everything that came to mind. And, above all, waiting.Â
The opportunity came on a day when the weather was particularly foul, with a downpour so heavy that not even the guards at the entrance wanted to patrol the gardens. Having not slept a wink, upon hearing the fourth chime after midnight, Alecto decided that her moment had come. She made her way through the great hall in complete silence, as quickly as she could, using chairs and tables to hide behind whenever she heard a noise. She was wearing nothing but the clothes on her back, but she would manage. Her heart was pounding so hard she thought she’d be discovered, so she quickened her pace even more. Going out through the front door would be suicide – besides, she wasn’t sure she could even open it – so stealing a key from the servants was quite simple. Her hands were shaking so much she couldn’t manage to slot it into the keyhole.
“Come on, come on,” she urged herself in a low voice, trying to calm down. “You just have to open this bloody door.”
“And stop making such a racket, don’t you think?” The voice startled her so much that she had to stifle a scream, all the more so when a pair of hands grabbed her by the shoulders and forced her to turn round, pressing her hard against the door.
This time protagonists are Allegra & VĂctor De Riva (Viago & Alecto's kids).
Allegra is 5 years older than him and that is quite noticeable in her personality. She's a little avatar of mischief, but also daddy's little girl (Viago has got in marital trouble too many times because of her)
Victor is quite innocent for his age and has his mother's eyes. Also way more childish, spends more time playing with toys than anything else. Caterina Dellamorte calls him Vittorio 🤦🏻‍♀️
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A small little tiny fragment of one of the WIPs that has my brain dancing those two days...
Thank you @adhd-riddled-crow & @dragonagegayz for keeping my slutty smutty mind alive
Vialecto is so, so back!
She picked up one of the glasses, a light, sparkling wine, and dipped her lips in the liquid, looking him in the eye.
"You enjoy doing this, don't you?" Viago was still scowling, sulking even
Alecto tilted her head, amused. "Doing what?"
"Playing with me. Teasing me." He leaned over her, his sapphire eyes burning. "Making me want to rip off your damn dress and leave you hoarse by having you scream my name."
My beloved @dragonagegayz tagged me on this and, although I am working in our Cuervolecto fic (with @adhd-riddled-crow) , I am back in Viago hell... so a short paragraph of the situation
[I have a real problem with possessive Viago]
Attending that ball had been a bad idea, and on top of that, it was confirmed that they were the target of the stupid gossip of half of Treviso - the other half was probably planning the assassination of one of them. But for it to be so clear what Alecto's place was, someone like Illario, the fucking Illario Dellamorte, had dared, had the nerve to flirt shamelessly with her. Not a chance, that much was clear, but Viago had taken that as a personal offence. Appearances could go to hell. All of Antiva was going to know who that damned woman belonged to.
Anyone who wants to do this, consider themself tagged!! [Also I'd love to know about @antivan-sprig work and I know how Viago scares my poor Lis, so...]
Finally I am getting back to ye olde Salle Viagolecto fic!! I've managed to write a bit this morning and luckily will soon have some content to give.
So a small snippet for the WIP Wednesday. Always eager to know what @adhd-riddled-crow @dragonagegayz @whispersleo @wickedadaar @pixiedurango and @only-slightly-terrified [just a few names, but I WANT TO SEE EVERYTHING] are plotting rn.
"I don't know what will happen tomorrow, but I want you to know that I'm not going to let you go anymore. I need to be with you, querida, it's taken me forever to realize it, but here I am" He placed a soft kiss on her lips before lying down next to her, caressing her face.
"You are an idiot, Viago de Riva, but you are also a wonderful man whom I have loved and will love all my life" Alecto managed to murmur, completely exhausted, with her eyes closed and head resting on Viago’s chest. "I don't care what happens next. We're together, that's all that matters. I can die in peace knowing that"
Before falling asleep he stroked her face one last time. "It doesn't fit into my plans for either of us to die. It would be a cruel joke, after all this time. I love you, Alecto."
Her breathing was slow, calm, indicating that she was already distant from his words. Viago gave in to exhaustion, letting himself fall into a deep sleep, the last one before all that hell ended one way or another.
