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ok, firstly, I'm behind in all of my reading. I apologize, I'll have to catch up on all of it later, but I can't really focus on anything right now. having a small quarter-life crisis that might well end up with me leaving school. we'll see. I was up until 6:30am last night fretting, and today I'm driving into Austin to get some major tlc from one of my oldest friends, so I won't be around until...er, later.

and on that note, this is coming early because I need a little boost and posting always does that. I hope yall like it...art imitates life as the shit hits the fan :)

Title: Wayward Boys
Author: Mel ([livejournal.com profile] btvslover82
Pairing: Angelus/Liam/Angel (you heard me, it’s tripletcest!). human AU
Rating: NC-17 for sure…
Summary: human AU. Angelus is determined to get both of his brothers back into his bed, where they belong.
Warnings: uh…incest, obviously. Can’t stress that enough. Some of the flashbacks deal with *early experimentation*. At some point, there will be bondage. And uh, angst. If I have to put additional warnings up later, I will by the chapter.
Disclaimer: these characters are sooo not mine. if they were, they would have been doing naughty things all along.

**An extra cover-my-ass warning: this fic deals with *human AU incest* among triplets. Although the boys are 22 in the majority of the fic, there is at least one flashback, maybe more, dealing with underage sex. In one, they are quite young (after puberty but not by much), and it is more for expository purposes than anything, but it is graphic. If you think this will bother you, run away now**



part 5

Angel was slowly losing his mind.

That was the only explanation for it.

That was the only reasonable explanation for the way he listened, again and again, as Angelus took advantage of Liam, using his body and calling him dirty names. It was the only explanation for the vivid images of the three of them that had begun haunting him, in waking and in sleep.

It was the only explanation for the way Angel’s body, and his imagination, were instantly inflamed by the graphic things his brothers said to one another until he was sweating, flushed and hard and dying with shame and desire.

Angel should have rushed into Liam’s room and put a stop to it the very first time. He knew that Liam couldn’t really want what was happening. It had to be Angelus’ manipulative logic and domineering manner making their baby brother beg Angelus—beg him, sobbing and moaning—to fuck him harder. Angel should have burst into the room, any number of times, and put a stop to the madness.

But he hadn’t. How could he, sporting the erection that always came, no matter how much it sickened him? Angelus would never let him forget about it, once he saw what their illicit trysts did to him. He must never find out how often Angel listened in, and—god—touched himself, pulling himself furiously to overwhelming orgasms that left him feeling sick and dirty and wrong.

And utterly lonely.

You don’t have to be, a little voice said. You weren’t always. And Angel knew he was in trouble when the voice in his head sounded like Angelus. But the urgings meant nothing, because Angelus and Liam had each other, now.

And Angel was just stuck on the outside, alone and forgotten.

~*~*~*~

Angel was exhausted—cranky and wanting nothing more than to retire to his room in peace. Work had been awful. Harmony was sick, out all week, and the phones were ringing off the hook. The Bergmans weren’t happy with their tax returns, and Mrs. Wendell wanted him to start over from scratch on her account—no laughable task with a net worth that large.

So Angel was grateful that the boys both appeared to be out. He didn’t hear them on his way from the front door to his own suite, and he was grateful that he could make it to the privacy of his own room without being waylaid by conversation…or anything else.

Angel had just turned the corner of his corridor when he heard them.

In his room.

Liam’s voice was only a little muffled through the closed door of his bedroom. “Oh god—An-Angel! Please, I need it. Don’t tease….”

Angel stopped cold, fatigue forgotten in light of hearing his own name falling from Liam’s lips, a breathless moan. His heart was pounding, sending hot pulses of blood straight to the cock rising in his slacks. Angel could scarcely breath, wondering why the hell Liam would be calling out to him, instead of Angelus.

Angelus’ answering tone was silky, persuasive. “You have to tell me what you want first, little brother.”

“Angelus, I need—” A sharp crack of flesh on flesh rent the air, and Liam cried out in a way that was not at all distressed. Angel’s whole body coiled tight.

“What’s my name, little one?” Angelus sounded deadly serious. “What’s my name when we play this game?”

“But you’re not acting like—” There was another slap, and Angel imagined Liam’s ass cheek heating with the blow. His cock throbbed, even before Liam continued: “Angel! You’re Angel.”

Angel dropped his briefcase in shock. Eyes wide, heart racing, he stepped closer to the door…just a little, involuntary shuffle.

Angelus’ voice was different when he spoke—calm, quiet, and startlingly like Angel’s own. “That’s right. It hurts to hear you call me by that other name, Lee. You know I’m nothing like Angelus. I just want what’s best for you.”

It made Angel shudder—it was like hearing himself speaking to Liam. So weary and tired and guilt-ridden, and did he really sound like that? So old?

“I know.” Liam’s voice quavered with unspilled tears. “Angel, I miss you. You never touch me like you used to. Why don’t you love me anymore?”

Liam’s plea was sincere, and it shot straight to Angel’s heart. It might be just a game for Angelus, but Liam’s genuine melancholy was clear to him. Angel had to fight not to reach for the doorknob, to enter and reassure the boy he’d always taken care of. Always cared for.

“Aww, Lee.” There was a shuffle, and Angel pictured Angelus pulling their brother into an embrace. When he heard a sniffle, he was sure of it. Angelus didn’t break character. “Course I still love you, Lee. But….” Angel thought he heard real regret, real sadness, color Angelus’ words. It surprised him, despite the moments of tenderness he’d heard passing between them on other occasions. Angelus never regretted anything.

It was what Angel resented the most about him.

Angel felt a wash of shame when all of the words that he would have filled in next went unspoken. It’s wrong. We shouldn’t do this. It’s a sin. Angelus’ reluctance to speak them aloud coiled like a cold, dead thing in the pit of Angel’s stomach. That Angelus was reluctant to hurt Liam in a way that Angel would—

Had, he corrected himself. He had said those things, and more…worse. Memories were coming back to him these past weeks, undeniable.

Angel remembered…things. Things he wished he could forget. Things that he wished horrified him, or made him feel something other than aching nostalgia and loneliness. And guilt. Let’s not forget that.

Angel’s self-pity was interrupted when he heard Liam begin to sob through the door. Angel imagined his soft face contorted with tears and pain…fingers twisting in Angelus’ shirt…if he was still wearing one.

Liam was growing hysterical. “Angel…please! We can…we can pretend it never happened, like all the times before, I just need…I need you, please, I—” Liam hiccoughed a few ragged sobs and it tore Angel’s heart out. He had done this to Liam. Made his carefree brother weep like his heart was breaking…or already broken. “Me and Angelus, we miss you so much. He—”

Liam’s words were muffled suddenly by Angelus’ mouth. Angel pressed in closer to the door. The hard unyielding wood gave up a few of its secrets—whimpers and gasps. Whispered words of comfort. He heard Angelus murmur “I’m sorry,” and Angel knew, as he knew the minds of both of his brothers, that the situation had gone beyond what Angelus had intended. He hadn’t expected Liam to react this way.

That Liam had such grieving pain in his heart for Angel—he felt it as his own, was heavy with it. He pressed a palm to the door, wishing…wishing he could just….

Angel’s own eyes were filling with tears when he heard a pleasured gasp. “Angel.”

“I’ve got you, baby,” Angelus murmured. “Not gonna hurt you anymore…just wanna make you feel good. Can I, Lee?”

Angel wasn’t sure whether Angelus was speaking on his own behalf or on Angel’s. But did it matter? They were, all three of them, composed of the same threads, woven into 3 different patterns, yes, but the raw material was the same. He spoke for them both…because Angel was far too much of a coward.

“Please,” Liam answered, voice small and choked. It bloomed into a moan, long and low and increasingly bold, embellished with murmurs of Angel’s name and other little nothings. Angel’s cock throbbed as he tried to imagine what Angelus was doing. Maybe he was fondling Liam with his hand, so much like Angel’s own…or maybe his lips were wrapped around Liam’s cock, cheeks hollowed with suction. Maybe when Liam looked down on Angelus’ face, he thought his hand was tangled in Angel’s short hair instead.

Eventually Angelus spoke. “No more denial, Lee. I promise. No more treating you badly because of my own guilt.” The words speared Angel, holding him wriggling and wounded and shameful of his own behavior…and conflicted. Shouldn’t shame come from giving in to these desires, instead of from holding them at bay?

His confusion was interrupted by a loud, grateful cry—the sound of Angelus pushing his way inside of Liam’s body. An incomprehensible litany of gratitude issued from Liam’s mouth, while Angelus moaned and murmured little words of praise about how good Liam was, how tight, how hot and sweet and beloved.

The bedsprings began to squeak in rapid rhythm. Angel gripped the doorframe tightly in his hands, breathing labored, cock so hard it hurt. He itched to touch himself, but he didn’t deserve it. Didn’t deserve to take pleasure in the sound of Angelus cleaning up his mess for him. Or sullying something precious. He didn’t understand his own mind anymore. Didn’t understand which this was.

Their breathing was audible beyond the door, big ragged breaths belying their excitement. He could imagine them rocking together frantically, sweaty, men’s bodies now instead of the boys they had been, before he’d run away. Their beautiful bodies tangled in one another on his sheets, in his bed, where they belonged. Identical faces slack and flushed and intense with their own rising need. They belonged to him.

Angel could picture it with intense clarity. Could picture their muscles bunching, their eager, messy kisses, their dilated pupils and the sheen of their skin. He had never seen them actually fuck—had fled the bed the very night Angelus wanted to push it that far—but he could imagine, feverishly, and his shirt was soaked through with sweaty lust. Angel’s whole body was taut to the point of shaking as he listened, hands still clamped firmly on the doorjam, forehead pressed desperately against the cool wood of the door.

Angelus’ voice was rough with passion. He was panting with the effort of fucking their brother. “That’s it, baby, almost there. Come for me, Liam—”

Angel could hear the distinct slapping of flesh as Angelus jacked Liam to his end. Liam screamed as he came, hoarsely, and it was Angel’s name mixed in with a babble of come-words, and Angel himself grunted through gritted teeth as the tension in his body popped and he flooded his still-fastened work slacks at the sound of his name, hips pumping instinctively against nothing.

Angel could have sworn, sworn, that it was his own sound of completion that triggered Angelus to swear hotly until the creak of the mattress slowed gradually to a halt.

Angel’s knees shook under his own weight, now that the desire had left him. He sagged against the door, and all was quiet inside.

Until he heard a little sound, barely perceptible. Angel couldn’t say what it was, or that he even fully registered it, until there was an audible shifting of bodies, and a murmur of “Don’t cry, Lee…please, don’t cry.”

After the acknowledgement, the sound of Liam’s weeping became undeniable. Unbearable. Inconsolable and ragged, just as they had been the day of their thirteenth birthday. Angel hadn’t heard Liam cry since that day. The day it had all begun.

Angel felt bile rise in his throat—at himself, at his brothers, at his complete and utter confusion. Most of all, at the sound of Liam’s heart breaking, which was all his fault. All his fault, and he didn’t know what was right anymore.

Angel turned and ran.

The tide, it is a-turnin’.

Date: 2007-01-20 06:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] vampsarecool.livejournal.com
wow..poor Angel.

Date: 2007-01-21 12:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatotherperv.livejournal.com
I know :( poor bunny. *pets him*

Date: 2007-01-20 06:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlpire.livejournal.com
i love it! (of course i do.) i love how devious angelus is - he may not have known liam would get so upset, but he most definitely knew how angel would react. this is such a good story. i've told you that before, right? i'm just hoping that repeating it might encourage you to post more, sooner. :)

Date: 2007-01-21 01:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatotherperv.livejournal.com
aw, thanks hon! I'm really glad you enjoy it so much. yeah, Angelus was totally pushing Angel's buttons. and it worked! he pushed Liam's a little too well :/ and then he felt all bad, lol.

more in good time :) you know I can't leave them dangling here forever.

Date: 2007-01-20 06:16 pm (UTC)
laisserais: kiss (Default)
From: [personal profile] laisserais
"having a small quarter-life crisis that might well end up with me leaving school. " oh! sweetie! i hope everything resolves itself. *pouts* quarter-life crises are the pits.

Go have fun -or at least comfort- with your friend. I hope everything is o.k.

and i'll go and read this.

Date: 2007-01-21 01:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatotherperv.livejournal.com
oh! sweetie! i hope everything resolves itself. *pouts* quarter-life crises are the pits.
thanks. *hugs*

chris makes everything better. she's pretty much another sister to me, we grew up tight. it's really easy just being with her.

Date: 2007-01-21 04:34 pm (UTC)
laisserais: kiss (Default)
From: [personal profile] laisserais
Yeah, friends like that are a treasure. They're like family. They're frienmly. Anyway, it's important to have them around in the less-than-wonderful times. I hope stuff gets better.

Date: 2007-01-20 06:18 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Holy christ that was hot!!!! I totally need a cold shower thanks to you, AND thanks to you I'm going to be DROWNING in naughty fantasies for the rest of the day (like I'm really going to hate THAT!)

SOOOOOOOOO looking forward to more of this fricki' awesome story!!!!

Date: 2007-01-21 01:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatotherperv.livejournal.com
LOL. what a way to go! I'm glad you *ahem* enjoyed it ;)

thank you! I'm so glad you enjoy it.

Date: 2007-01-20 06:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nyghtpet.livejournal.com
*wails and holds all *thinks* three of them to my chest*

Had to think about Angel there, the dick. *belts the fucker*

You killed me once again, girl. And I hope today with your friend helps you out. I think it will be good big time. *hugs you hard*

Date: 2007-01-21 01:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatotherperv.livejournal.com
lol. I'm sure gathering them to your bosom is purely selfless.

lmao. I love that you don't feel sorry for Angel at all *snerk*

*hugs back*
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Date: 2007-01-21 01:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatotherperv.livejournal.com
don't apologize! we love what we love and we squick what we squick, no biggie.

thanks for the love, though. I really appreciate it. *hugs*

Date: 2007-01-20 06:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stretfordditto.livejournal.com
I'm not sure about the incest, so I'll wait till it's finished and read it all at once. :D

Date: 2007-01-21 01:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatotherperv.livejournal.com
hey, if the idea squicks you, it's ok! we all have our squicks. thanks so much for the sentiment though :)

Date: 2007-01-20 08:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] denied-heaven.livejournal.com
oh god
oh god
i think you broke me right along with the three of them
god i dunno who i feel for more in this one
*wipes eyes and rubs tight throat*
liam absolutely kills me, breaks my heart
n guh angelus loves them both so much and hes tryin so hard and god he broke poor liam
n angel *has no words* poor conflicted baby
i loves them all so much
gah
*still choked up*
love this, you brilliant evil thing you

Date: 2007-01-21 01:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatotherperv.livejournal.com
hahahaha. *puts you back together with duct tape*

aww, I choked you up! I love it. and I love that you feel bad for all of them. my evil plan is working then :) Angelus really does love them both, though he'd be damned if he'd admit it. I love that in a lot of ways, Angelus is the most functional in the way he approaches the situation. and Liam...I love him. and Angel...poor boy needs therapy. LOL. though that might interrupt the incest *shuttles him away from the therapist*

so glad you love them the way I do. *twirls you*

Date: 2007-01-20 10:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daedream-fanbot.livejournal.com
That was hot and sad and erotic and painful all wrapped up. Poor poor torn Angel. But also maybe Angelus will learn that there is more to this than just sex.
Can't wait for more!

Date: 2007-01-21 01:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatotherperv.livejournal.com
That was hot and sad and erotic and painful all wrapped up.
I take that as a great compliment, thank you!

yeah, Angel is an ailing puppy at the moment.

hrm, I think Angelus already does realize there's more to it than just sex (though he'd never admit it). maybe I need to make that more apparent.

thanks! glad you like it :)
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Date: 2007-01-21 01:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatotherperv.livejournal.com
lol, thanks! glad you like it.

I'm working on it :) thanks for the support.

Date: 2007-01-21 12:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lokapala.livejournal.com
Aah, quarter-life crisises and leaving school, I know them well. Good luck with sorting it out.

And catching up on the triplecest: gorgeous. I cannot even muster up the feeling of wrongness that incest usually invokes in me. These poor guys obviously need to sort themselves out, it's too painful for them to be this way. Aw.

Date: 2007-01-21 02:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatotherperv.livejournal.com
thank you!

and thank you :) I'm glad you're enjoying it. I think this avoids some people's incest squicks because...it's actually being apart that's causing the psychological damage (I sorta designed it to make the incest seem like the good option *is evil*). in addition, they're all peers, so there's no power issues (err...in theory), and in "real life" we know they're all actually one person :) meta in motion.

Date: 2007-01-21 01:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 7silverbullets.livejournal.com
OMG! It was so hot. But I'm not sure whether I wanted Angel to come in or to run away. I think to stay away from the temptation as he did was a right thing. Or may be not... Urgh, I'm as conflicted as Angel is. Brilliantly written.

Oh, the crises! I'm too lazy to fight them and usually I'm just waiting for them to go away (they always do *g*). So no clever advice here except of hug and "Good luck!"

Date: 2007-01-21 02:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatotherperv.livejournal.com
lol. glad I got you all conflicted. it's a sign of good incest :) *snickers*

thanks on the personal front *hugs back*

Date: 2007-01-21 01:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spikesgurl.livejournal.com
Amazing, as always, luv! Your Angelus is so perfectly manipulative... although I'd like to think he underestimated the devastating effect on Liam. This is one pressure cooker that I can't wait to see explode!! *hugs you tight and gropes you inappropriately*

Date: 2007-01-21 02:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatotherperv.livejournal.com
thank you! I'm glad you enjoy my Angelus...thrilled that people like him, since he was initially a worry of mine. and yeah, I think he really didn't fully take into account how soft Liam is on the whole Angel topic...he knows Liam is a bit more fragile than the two of them, but I can see him getting caught up in the game and not really *thinking* about it.

heehee *gropes back*

Date: 2007-01-21 06:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] emu-stand-bi.livejournal.com
:( This was an awesome chapter. I felt for Angel and Liam...

“Me and Angelus, we miss you so much. He—”

Liam’s words were muffled suddenly by Angelus’ mouth.


this was interesting...Hmmmm. I'm guessing Angelus didn't want Liam to finish whatever he was going to say...

But seriously, I think this chap would have to be yur best yet. I guess because it's getting more heated now or something.

Lol, sorry I can't form what I'm thinking right now into words...I'm all a-mush must be the heat lol.

I'll just say this was *great*...and go now.

Date: 2007-01-21 07:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatotherperv.livejournal.com
thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed it. Angelus definitely doesn't like letting out anything implying this is more than sex to him, and Liam has a big mouth :) cool that you picked up on that, I think you're the first to mention it.

mush is acceptable fb currency :) thank you!

Date: 2007-01-21 04:15 pm (UTC)
laisserais: kiss (Default)
From: [personal profile] laisserais
I think they all just got a big surprise, huh? Poor Angel! It's so hard. On the one hand, yeah, it's wrong. but on the other, it's Liam... I'll bet none of them were anticipating Liam's berakdown at all, though.

“What’s my name, little one?” Angelus sounded deadly serious. “What’s my name when we play this game?”

“But you’re not acting like—” There was another slap, and Angel imagined Liam’s ass cheek heating with the blow. His cock throbbed, even before Liam continued: “Angel! You’re Angel.”
I thought that this was chillingly hot. Is that a thing? Because you're so perfectly delineating the significant differences between them, yet further on, we're reminded of the similarities. Which, as a reader, just amped up the dirtybadwrong again, because i have a tendency to separate them. which is the point, right, in a tripletincest fic?

Guh, just the descriptions of sounds and it's still wicked hot! What, oh what, is Angel going to do? I'm pretty sure there's no escaping it. I think he should just give in. He can think of it as succor for his brother. or that they're the exception to the rule. Tsk, poor guy. Angelus is just about ready to spring the trap.

Date: 2007-01-21 07:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatotherperv.livejournal.com
yeah, Liam freaking out caught them all off-guard.

I'm glad you liked the game and what it did for the story. I'm pleased that folks are picking up on where their characters overlap and where they're distinct. the separate is definitely the point! but I like that people are digging the overlap. I think it's practical both from a siblings perspective, and because as it turns out Angel's three "personalities" are fairly impossible to cleave cleanly apart.

Angel's stuck between a rock and a hard place and yeah, Angelus has more tricks up his sleeve.

Date: 2007-01-21 04:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] toiffag.livejournal.com
first of all, thank you! No two weeks for us! Just one!! That's so nice *heart*
Now...

YOU MADE ME CRY!! :(

I'm so upset, and totally not for Angel lol.
It's really all about Liam for me, I feel so sorry for him!!

Read the story this morning, but, hey, it's sunday morning and I was so pissed I couldn't comment.

“Don’t cry, Lee…please, don’t cry.”

After the acknowledgement, the sound of Liam’s weeping became undeniable. Unbearable. Inconsolable and ragged, just as they had been the day of their thirteenth birthday. Angel hadn’t heard Liam cry since that day. The day it had all begun.


Oh that's so very very sad.

Have to give it to you though, that Angel game is really clever...
And how awesome all those parts about Angelus going too far... Angel does know them after all...

Oooooh, and then we're having LIAM POV!!!!! *does happy dance*
Except I'm afraid he's gonna be all depressed now...
I'm really interested to see his side of the story...CAN't WAIIIT lol!!

and for your quarterlife crisis, hope you feel better.
A day with my best friend always solved that for me, hope you're the same type :)
You always seemed to enjoy what you were doing in school (except when examperiods lol), but since you live in America (=can start school again anytime anywhere), I guess you've got a choice (around here, drop out=never become anything more than you are. You get one try at one thing and then bye bye lol. USA rules!!)

Anyway, good luck with all that and don't break my heart again like you just did with poor liam.
*sniffles*

Hey, he ran at the end, doesn't that mean that they could've heard him?

Date: 2007-01-21 07:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatotherperv.livejournal.com
awww! I wish I could say I was sorry about upsetting you, but I'm really not :) because that was the whole point.

yeah, Angel understands his brothers more than he's even willing to admit to himself sometimes.

yup, next up is Liam's pov. .

thanks!

Date: 2007-01-22 04:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jans-intentions.livejournal.com
Oh, he's a goner. ^_^

Date: 2007-01-22 08:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatotherperv.livejournal.com
LOL. yeah, he is. not a chance.

Wayward Boys Ch 5

Date: 2007-01-22 06:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] slashpuppy.livejournal.com
Wow, this is kinda heart breaking.

I like that Angelus was plotting on just how to bring Angel back to them, I just don't think he realised the effect he was having on Liam.

Looking forward to seeing the next chapter!

Minor comment:
There's an 'Angel could scarcely breath' which should be 'Angel could scarcely breathe'
There's a 'firmly on the doorjam' which should be 'firmly on the doorjamb'

Re: Wayward Boys Ch 5

Date: 2007-01-22 08:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatotherperv.livejournal.com
no, Liam definitely got shafted in this scheme. *cough*

honestly didn't start out being a pun.

thanks! next out in a week or two-ish.

Date: 2007-01-23 03:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] authoressnebula.livejournal.com
Hello!

I wanted to let you know that you've been nominated at [livejournal.com profile] harem_of_spike for several categories. We're a rare pairing awards community.

Head on over and snag yourself a button, and congratulations! ^_^

~Nebula

Date: 2007-01-25 01:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatotherperv.livejournal.com
great, thanks!
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Date: 2007-01-27 06:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatotherperv.livejournal.com
yay! :)

Liam is such a sweetie, isn't he?

I suspect, not long. lmao.

Date: 2007-01-27 06:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatotherperv.livejournal.com
ah, and I meant to say, thanks! glad you enjoy it :)

Date: 2007-02-05 01:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spankspike.livejournal.com
I finally caught up with this and now I'm just breathless for more!

How wrong is it that I'm just aching for Angel to give in and join his brothers, even as I continue to be astonished at the lengths Angelus is going to in his attempts to make his brother break.

It was so very sad to listen to Liam and the sheer need he seems to have for Angel and just how much he wants them all back together like they used to be.

Angel could hear the distinct slapping of flesh as Angelus jacked Liam to his end. Liam screamed as he came, hoarsely, and it was Angel’s name mixed in with a babble of come-words, and Angel himself grunted through gritted teeth as the tension in his body popped and he flooded his still-fastened work slacks at the sound of his name, hips pumping instinctively against nothing.

Now that had to be one of the hottest things I've ever read. I love Angel coming in his pants!!!

Date: 2007-02-06 12:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatotherperv.livejournal.com
hee, hello there!

how can it be wrong, when it feels so right? *snickers* and yeah, Angelus is a sneaky one. poor Liam. he sort of got caught in the cross-fire there. I sacrificed him to the cause, but I swear, I make it up to him with lots of sex. :)

haha, I thought so too! it was just so wrong, with him refusing to touch himself.

Date: 2007-02-11 07:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] incasink.livejournal.com
I missed this chapter?

*confused*

:O

Date: 2007-02-11 08:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] incasink.livejournal.com
Ooooooooh you've twisted it! The overwhelming feeling emanating from the chapter is that of *Angel* being wrong and misled, and Angelus as the saviour and icon for good!

That Angelus was reluctant to hurt Liam in a way that Angel would—

muahahahaha so evil. So so evil.

Angel, you can run hun, but I think you're gonna fall fairly soonish.

Re: :O

Date: 2007-02-11 08:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatotherperv.livejournal.com
lol, dunno I guess you missed it somehow.

Angelus is a clever clever boy :) he twisted him all up. but really, Angel does have some things to make up for, which will be revealed in more detail later.

heehee, not only will he fall, it'll be because he's tripping over the pants that are down around his ankles. lmao.

Date: 2007-04-15 09:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] icemink.livejournal.com
Another great chapter. I just wanted Angel to get his act together and walk in the room. Of course that would be a difficult thing for anyone, esepcially Angel, to do. I wonder what he'll do now.

Date: 2007-04-16 12:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatotherperv.livejournal.com
Of course that would be a difficult thing for anyone, esepcially Angel, to do.
haha yeah, outside of fanfic, incest is not something entered into lightly :) but you do just wanna shove him in there and go, quit being an idiot!

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From: [identity profile] icemink.livejournal.com - Date: 2007-04-16 05:03 pm (UTC) - Expand

Date: 2007-11-06 10:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] toobusy2write.livejournal.com
Wow. This was so hot, but at the same time, so painful to read. Poor boys. Liam most of all, but God, I really feel for Angel here, too. He's *so* utterly confused and conflicted. My heart aches for him.

And I feel bad for Angelus, too, because it's apparent he didn't expect the roleplay to go that far, for it to break Liam like that, and you know he had to feel awful about that. I kept wishing Angel would just go in and pull Liam into his arms and tell them both he was sorry, but yeah. I know he wasn't anywhere near ready for that yet.

*pets all of them*

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