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09 October 2011 @ 08:55 pm
COMETH THE HOUR COMETH THE MAN  
FLOCK. CONGREGATION. MOST FILTHY LADIES AND CORRUPT GENTLEMEN.
Another Sunday has come upon us, yet another one where the Reverends cannot help but wipe tears of joy, of most zealous spiritual ecstasy, off their cheeks. We cried, we laughed, it changed out lives. IT BROUGHT SUCH BEAUTIFUL, IMPURE THINGS TO THE PRAISE OF PORN, ELABORATE AND PLOT-RIDDEN AS WELL AS THE SHORT ROUGH FIRE-BRANDING HOT ONES.
WE COULD NOT BE MORE PROUD. WE HATH SOWN THE LAND AND IT HATH CROPPT.
THE FIELDS BLOOMED IN COLOUR, SO STRONG AND FRAGRANT.
Once again we had SunServ virgins gleefully throwing their chastity to the seven winds and let me tell you, nothing, nothing compares with that feeling a SunServ popped cherry does. CONGRATULATIONS, PRIESTESSES. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE AND YOUR ARE LOVED.


FOR THOSE WHO HAVE NOT ATTENDED THE MASS BEFORE I WOULD LIKE TO ISSUE A VERY WARM AND STICKY WELCOME. IT'S WARM AND STICKY AND INAPPROPRIATE LIKE ALL GOOD THINGS ARE. I HOPE YOU WON'T BE STRANGERS IN THE FUTURE.

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As mentioned in previous week's mass and for the sake of cleanliness (rest assured flock, not the moral one) the MOST WONDROUS fills have been posted underneath THE LOVELY PROMPTS in the main Sunday Service posts. You can find them these, nice and neat.

The First Sunday Service
The Second Sunday Service
The Third Sunday Service
The Fourth Sunday Service
The Fifth Sunday Service
Latest Sunday Service

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as all other contributions can be now found in main posts of the respective SunServices, I shall just do a very quick recap of last week's fills.

CANON
Prompt 1
Esca/Marcus- Breathplay
I'm dying to read some kinky asphyxiation on here!
I'd really love if it were bottom!Esca who is really turned on by Marcus choking him. Especially since Marcus, being the caring guy we all know he is, would be like "But I don't want to hurt you!" and Esca is all "DO IT. DO. IT. NOW."

HOLYFUCKINGSHITE. BRING A CHANGE OF UNDERWEAR FOR Trust
and our lovely Bishop would not be bettered in this regards and offered us rough and emotional Friend from the Foe

AU
Prompt 4
Esca/Marcus -werewolf, mating/claiming
Esca is a werewolf, who is very surprised to learn that his new master is the mate he has been searching for his entire life. He's torn between his hatred of Romans, and his desire to claim his mate.
LET THERE BE BITING.
AND BITING THERE WAS, OR THERE SHALL BE WITH pjvilar's incredible PACK OF TWO

BONUS:
One of the prompt placed in our orphanage, in need of a warm and friendly home, has been reunited with its mother. AND WHAT A BEAUTIFUL AND HAPPY REUNIION IT WAS:

Esca/Marcus- AU, Esca has been Marcus's slave/servant since childhood
"So, this can be either a canon au or modern or futuristic or anything...but Marcus is injured as a child (like when he's five or six), so his dad hires/buys teenage!Esca to help Marcus. So esca kind of resents him at first, but Marcus is so sad and pitiful and sweet that Esca can't help but sort of adore him. So Marcus gets piggyback rides and Esca becomes pretty much his only friend because Marcus gets alienated because he's rich/a gimp/whatever.
Anyway, Esca is there for Marcus all the time...when his dad dies, as he's learning to walk again, etc., and as Marcus begins to grow up things start to get sort of weird. Cue Esca feeling really wrong things for his teenage charge and Marcus desperately hiding a crush from his best friend."
nebulia found her baby again and filled it with love in her Easy If You Try

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HOWEVER IT IS NOT ALL HAPPY FAMILY REUNIONS AND MARSHMALLOWS FLOATING IN HOT CHOCOS ON STORMY NIGHTS. SOME OF OUR LITTLE ORPHANS ARE STILL WAITING TO KNOW THE WARMTH OF A HOMELY HEARTH. THEY TUG AT THE SLEEVES OF THE PASSING CLERGY WONDERING, TEARY EYED, IF SOMEONE HAD ASKED FOR THEM. THEY PRESS THEIR CUTE BUTTON NOSES TO FROSTY GLASS WATCHING FOR COUCHES MERGING FROM THE MISTY MOORS, SOB IN THEIR PILLOWS WHEN YET AND YET AGAIN NO ONE COMES. MAYBE THIS TIME, MAYBE THIS TIME SOMEONE WILL TAKE THEM IN.

1)Esca/Marcus- Fighting!Esca
The OP requested:
"After a particularly nastry run in with a few Romans, Esca is forced into a duel to the death. Bloody, dirty, bruised, and gorgeous Esca is all kinda of right in my book ^.-
Prompt note: The run in can be anything from one of them insulting Esca's family, heritage, Marcus, etc. I figure most of the upper class Romans would still look down on Britons (even if they're free ^.-)"

be it a single scene, an episode pre or post battle, a pwp with post-fight sexing? it is up to you authors! look at its poor little face, it evidently needs some h/c from youse!

2)Esca/Marcus - matchmaking Placidus
the wonderful temperance_k asked for:
Since I'm 50~ pages away from finishing the book, I've been tortured by many prompts. NONE OF THEM are as appealing as inadvertent matchmaking!Placidus.

It's pretty much canon, I could QUOTE it at you, and so please, anons, I would like Placidus' snide remarks continually forcing Esca and Marcus together until they really are together, and Placidus' complete and utter horror at realizing what he has done.

Double bonus points for Marcus and Esca being pretty oblivious throughout.

PLEASE, MY LOVELIES! HOW HILARIOUS AND SWEET CAN THIS BE? ESPECIALLY IF UNCLE A. CATCHES ONTO THE SHENANIGANS AND STARTS ASKING PLACIDUS TO COME DINE WITH THEM WAYYY TO OFTEN FOR ANYBODY ELSE'S LIKING. HE'D SUFFER JUST TO SEE THE BOYS MAKE IT IN THE END I AM SURE.

3)Esca/Marcus -bodyswap
"I don't care how you do it, just make it happen!

Bonus points for having to re-learn each other!sexytiems."

CUTE AND CRACKY AND FUN. HOPEFULLY WILL BE A WELCOME BREAK FROM ALL THIS ANGST and you might find this suggestion by Saint originalpuck inspiring-->here

lallyloo came a home to this beautiful beautiful babies A Blessing from the Gods

4)Esca/Marcus- AU, druid!Esca
Can be bookverse or movieverse, but I would like Esca to be both a warrior and a druid, a keeper of the tribe's traditions. Suppose he managed to keep his druidic powers secret, unlike being the chieftain's son, warrior elite etc, etc. But somewhere post-book/movie, while they're all happily farming, something terrible happens, animals dying, no crops, horrible weather, or Marcus gets really sick, whatever you like. And Esca is suddenly very fierce and BAMF and performing obscure bloody rituals, maybe tattooing Marcus to ward of evil spirits... It's all very mysterious and Marcus is promptly smitten. Or even more smitten than before. You know. Maybe Esca needs to fuck Marcus in Stonehenge to prevent the end of the world.

HOLY FUCKING SHIT. HOLY FUCKING SHIT.WHY DOESN'T ANYONE ELSE WANT MARCUS BEING BUGGERED SIXTEEN WAYS TILL NEXT SUNDAY OVER AT STONEHENGE. THE GODS DEMAND VIRGINAL CENTURIONS!

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Prompt 1
Esca/Marcus, anger issues, stand-off
Marcus has a temper and anger issues.
Esca is the only one who doesn't back down or back off.

Bonus points if Esca is still a slave.

I absolutely adore this, cause it has so much potential for wonderful and spot-on characterization while still being quite short and general. There seem to be quite a few fics out there with Marcus as the 'sappiest Master ever' but, I am of the fraction that things might not have been as rosy.

Prompt 2
Esca/Marcus- Forced Punishment
While Esca is his slave, Marcus is forced to punish him (whipping??). Maybe Esca behaved in a totally unacceptable way for a slave. Marcus doesn't care/understands since Esca is more like a friend... But someone (Roman Official or his uncle) forces Marcus to "teach his slave an obedience lesson."

The reasons, reactions, and how it leads to sexytimes is up to the amazing author who I hope will fill this prompt!

Once upon a time the amazing onelittlesleep wrote Suffer, Spasm, Strain and it made me pine for some more whipping in this fandom or pain kink in general, what better 'verse to induce some more kink than Ancient Rome? ALSO. NO BETTER PROMPT FOR SOME STUNNING H/C, with Marcus patching his defiant slave up carefully. ALL THAT TAUNT TREMBLING MUSCLE.

GUH.

Cardinal naninande has provided us with superb corporal punishment for our sins of restraint Potestas
FUCKING INCREDIBLE

AND THAT IS NOT ALL. OUR CARDINAL. CLEARLY AMBITIOUS ENOUGH TO CONSIDER HERSELF A CANDIDATE FOR THE POPE HAS PROVIDED US WITH A WONDERFUL SEQUEL AND SOME MORE FLOGGING Infirmitas

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Prompt 3
Esca/Marcus, Roman AU, powerful Esca
I'd like to read about Esca being in a position of power in the Roman empire, in spite of his ethnic background (is it even historically possible? it should be, it's an AU - maybe he's an emissary or a South-North Relations consultant, or an auxilia officer who got promoted for something extraordinary, IDEK, sorry :)), while Marcus is still an active military commander.

Bonus points for slightly condescending Esca and uberhonorable Marcus :)

THIS!!!! GIVE US THIS!! MY FELLOW REVEREND AND I HAVE TO HAVE IT. Even just a tiny scene. The tiniest little one. Maybe a doodle of Esca in uniform? SOMETHING. ANYTHING.

Prompt 4
Esca/Marcus, modern AU, suicidal!Esca, hitman!Marcus, angst&violence
Esca wants to die (reasons up to the author), but he wants an honorable death (as far as it's possible) so he uses a middleman to contract a hit on himself.

Marcus is a recognized professional, he always researches his targets thoroughly, so he knows that his target wants to die but will fight to his last breath.

Cue respect, guys bonding while trying to kill each other, and a happy ending :)

Bonus points if Esca has some kind of a military (or similar) background and will pose some challenge for Marcus.

THIS HAS POTENTIAL FOR HEARTBREAK OF A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT CALIBRE. BUT A MOST SUBLIME HEARTBREAK INDEED.

THIS WEEK WE ALSO BRING A TEENY TINY BONUS PROMPT OF A MORE GUILTY!PLEASURE VARIETY:
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RPS, Channing/Jamie, smoking pot, shotgunning
Channing bumps into Jamie at an L.A. party and talks him into shotgunning (author's choice if they have an audience or do it in a secluded place, e.g. on a rooftop; author's choice on how far they go afterwards).

Bonus points for a kind of awkward "I missed you, man" :)



I hope that you have genuinely enjoyed our prompts for this evening/very early morning and that they will spice things up for you this week and PLEASE ALL YOUR SENSES. As always we are very open to all everyone old and new, be whether you'd like to suggest prompts for next week's Service or just let us know of things more general, do not hesitate to contact us via PM or email or you know, a pigeon, don't wanna be cramping your style.

We remain,
Your Obedient Servants in Porn.
The Reverends

and always remember to SIN BOLDLY

AND BOOGIE
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lallyloo: eagle - marcus/esca profilelallyloo on October 14th, 2011 09:22 pm (UTC)
A Blessing From the Gods (bodyswap fill) 1/?
errr.. okay. so i was aiming for something short and cracky, but this ended up long-ish and non-cracky.... and it's not finished yet, but here's the beginning. ;)

*

The beltane fires burned brightly, heralding in the season, and after filling their bellies with food and wine, Esca convinced Marcus to dance with him on the hill. Marcus moved slowly, mindful of his leg, and Esca held Marcus's arm to steady him as they danced to the rhythm of the drums.

Moving on the hillside, his mind swimming from drink, Esca silently asked his gods for a safe summer and a good harvest, praying for them to watch over Marcus and himself and bring good fortune upon the farm they had built together. If Marcus prayed to his own gods, he didn't speak of them, he only watched Esca as they moved, the glow of the firelight dancing in his eyes.

The spring had been good to them so far. They'd tilled the land, and sowed the seeds, and rain had been plentiful. When one of their mares brought them a new colt, Esca and Marcus had exchanged smiles, feeling that perhaps success would finally find them on their new farm.

Esca's feet pounded against the earth, optimism welling within him and extending out to his fingertips, and he willed it to flow out of himself and into Marcus. The previous year had been trying. Despite their triumph, their harrowing trip across the wall had left them ragged and beaten, and it was time they were both permitted some happiness.

When the old druid appeared from over the hill, performing ritual and offering drink, Esca had bowed his head, asking for a blessing. The druid gestured for Esca's hand, encouraging him to let go of Marcus, and dipped his fingers in a cup. The liquid inside was hot, steeped over one of the smaller fires, and Esca resisted the urge to withdraw his hand. Marcus stood beside him, watching the ritual, until the druid gestured for him as well. Marcus was more hesitant then Esca had been, giving the old druid a questioning gaze as he allowed his hand to be taken and his fingers dipped in the cup alongside Esca's.

The druid gave a blessing, the words spoken too low for Esca to hear. He withdrew their fingers and raised the cup in the air, calling to the gods, and then pushed it towards Esca, encouraging him to partake. Esca sipped the liquid, its sweet nectar warming him as it traveled down his throat and filled his belly, and blissfulness seemed to flow through him. The druid passed the cup to Marcus, gesturing to his mouth, encouraging Marcus to drink. Marcus hesitated again, glancing at Esca, and Esca smiled and nodded, his eyes feeling heavy and his feet feeling light as the urge to dance came over him again.

“Drink, Marcus,” he said, beginning to move, and Marcus raised the cup to his mouth and drank.

Then they danced again, their feet feeling light beneath them. Marcus's leg seemed to pain him less as the night wore on, and they traveled home together, laughing as they walked across their fields.

They separated after entering their farmhouse, each heading for his own room, and Esca tossed himself on his bed and slept so soundly that when he woke he couldn't be sure if he'd been asleep for seven hours or seven days.

Edited at 2011-10-14 09:22 pm (UTC)
lallyloo: eagle - marcus/esca profilelallyloo on October 14th, 2011 09:23 pm (UTC)
A Blessing From the Gods (bodyswap fill) 2/?
Esca's body felt heavy beneath him, his fingers feeling odd as he stretched his arms above his head, and Esca groaned, sure that all the celebration and drink had left him ill. Esca reached for the pitcher of water he kept by his bedside and was surprised to find that not only was it not there, but his bedside table had been moved to the opposite side of his bed. He had no recollection of doing so while drunk, but stranger things had happened after he'd had too much mead. Esca glanced around the room, glancing first at the window and then at the curtain which separated him from the rest of the house. It was Marcus's curtain, easily recognizable because of its red color, the fabric an old piece which was brought from his uncle's villa.

So he was in Marcus's room. It wasn't unheard of either – the two of them getting roaring drunk and ending up in the wrong room. Occasionally they'd woken in the same room, and once in the same bed, both of them too sick from drink to laugh or be embarrassed as Esca detached himself from Marcus's side.

If he was in Marcus's room, he could only assume Marcus was in his. Esca laughed to himself, turning over in the bed, but his laughter stopped when he brought his hand up to scratch at his jaw. His fingers felt thicker than normal, and Esca fought away a sense of worry as he looked at his hand and tried to determine why his fingers might be swelling. Surely he couldn't be sick. He must simply be in need of water, food, anything that might make his body feel right again.

Esca stared at his hand, holding it away from his face as he eyed his skin, and he couldn't ignore the nagging notion that the fingers looked familiar. Not like his own, but much like Marcus's. His gaze moved to his wrist, and down his arm, and his stomach lurched.

Esca sat up in bed, hands trailing frantically up and down his arms, then over his torso. He felt different – larger, thicker, stronger. Esca's hands moved over his face and the contours felt unfamiliar. The shape was different, his jaw felt wider, and his neck felt incredibly thick as he trailed his fingers over it. A sense of dread fell began to creep over him, and Esca fisted his hand in the bedsheets, feeling ridiculous but needing to know. He carefully eased back the sheet, and his eyes fell to his left leg.

Marcus's leg.

Esca had nursed that leg a hundred times, massaged it, kneading the muscle until the pain abated. He knew each bump and groove, each thick knot of scar tissue.

Esca was apprehensive as he moved his fingers to touch his thigh, trailing down and over his knee. He pressed lightly, testing, then harder. He wanted to feel. He was well aware of Marcus's pain, but he had never fully understood it until that moment when a piercing ache shot through him. It radiated down to his toes and up the full length of his thigh, as if someone had taken his muscles and twisted them in their hand, and Esca couldn't help the pained yelp that escaped his throat.

Esca pulled the sheet back over his legs –Marcus's legs– and then pinched himself, hard. If it was a dream he needed to wake, but the pinch did nothing, and Esca found himself still in Marcus's bed, apparently in Marcus's body. The sun filtering through the window felt warm, and Esca's throat suddenly felt parched. Each sensation seemed too real to be a dream, and Esca resisted the urge to be sick as he searched his mind for a solution or, at the very least, an explanation.

He suspected the beltane fire, but the night has been reduced to nothing more than a blur in his mind, and Esca was struggling to recall any details when the red curtain moved as if someone was tapping against it. Esca stared at the doorway, suddenly fearful that Marcus might be on the other side. He wasn't sure how he would explain his situation, so he spoke, loudly, his voice deeper than he was accustomed, but his accent was still there, “Marcus stay where you are, don't enter.”

“Esca?” The reply wasn't as deep as Marcus's voice, but something in the tone told Esca that it was Marcus speaking to him.

“Stay where you are,” Esca repeated. “Something has happened.”

Edited at 2011-10-14 09:23 pm (UTC)
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lallyloo: eagle - marcus/esca happily ever afterlallyloo on October 15th, 2011 01:44 am (UTC)
Re: A Blessing From the Gods (bodyswap fill) 2/?
yay! ♥
lallyloo: eagle - marcus/esca profilelallyloo on October 15th, 2011 01:43 am (UTC)
A Blessing From the Gods (bodyswap fill) 3/?
(okay, it got a little cracky.. and there's mention of peeing.. you've been warned ;))

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Marcus refused to listen, pushing the curtain aside, and Esca found himself staring at his own visage. Marcus, apparently in Esca's body, looked absolutely gutted as he caught sight of himself sitting in his own bed.

“Esca,” Marcus remained in the doorway, apparently too fearful to step into the room, “what is this?”

“I don't know.” Esca motioned for Marcus to approach the bed. “But you might as well come closer.”

Esca watched himself step past the curtain and approach with caution. They stared at each other, neither one quite sure what to say, and Marcus's fingers itched at his side, fingering the leg of his bracchae as he eyed the sheet covering Esca's legs.

“May I look?” Marcus finally asked.

Esca nodded, pulling back the bed linen. Marcus's expression changed when his eyes fell upon the scar, as if he couldn't fully understand the situation until he saw his leg, his scar, separate from his current body.

“You're in my body,” Marcus said gravely.

“And you're in mine.”

“Esca how--”

“The bonfire,” Esca interrupted.

Marcus's eyes grew wide as if he recalled something Esca did not. “The druid. He did this.”

“What druid?”

“With the drink, don't you remember?”

Esca shook his head, “I recall almost nothing from last night.”

“Esca,” Marcus sat upon the bed, exasperation in his voice. “You asked for a blessing and he put our hands in a cup and made us drink. You have no recollection?”

Silence fell between them as Esca shook his head again. He had no memory of a druid or a blessing, no memory of his hand in a cup, and yet, there they were, Esca in Marcus's body, and Marcus in Esca's.

“I need to relieve myself,” Esca said, standing.

Marcus looked horrified. “You can't.”

“I can, and I will.” Seeing Marcus's discomfort, Esca was glad for the loincloth Marcus had worn to bed, and he rifled around the floor to find the bracchae Marcus had discarded the night before. “You think I'm not going to piss while I'm in your body?”

“I'd rather you waited until we found a solution.”

“And what if there's no solution?” Esca pulled the ties around his waist, surprised at how differently clothes fit Marcus's body than his own. “Besides, I've seen your cock before.”

He had, countless times. Flaccid, of course, and once long ago, when Marcus was suffering through the fever of his injury, erect and wanting.

“They're all the same,” Esca continued when the pained expression remained on Marcus's face. Esca pushed through the red curtain, leaving Marcus alone on his bed, and then thought better of it and stuck his head back through. “And you might be wearing bracchae now, but you and I both know I sleep naked. Now stop acting so bothered by something as common as a cock.”
lallyloo: eagle - marcus/esca profilelallyloo on October 15th, 2011 01:43 am (UTC)
A Blessing From the Gods (bodyswap fill) 4/?
Esca left the farmhouse, stomping out onto the grass, and he realized he'd have to rethink his style of walking if he were to remain in Marcus's body. Every other stomp sent a faint ache through him, and he'd managed to ease up a bit by the time he reached the large oak tree at the back of the farmhouse.

Esca yanked the ties at his waist, tugging the fabric low enough to release his cock, and he paused. He hadn't considered the fact that he'd have to hold Marcus's cock in order to relieve himself. While he'd seen it countless times, he'd never had his hand on it, and Esca's fingers hovered over the flaccid length.

“They're all the same,” he hissed to himself, taking Marcus's cock gently in hand and holding it out a bit to keep from dripping on his bracchae. He glanced down briefly, and then flicked his gaze back to the bark of the tree, thinking it better if he didn't look. His mind began to race with the realization that his hand was currently on Marcus's cock, and Esca glanced back down, suddenly thinking it less distracting and more clinical to actually watch.

He waited, using his free hand to lean against the tree, and he held Marcus's cock, willing it to relieve itself. He'd been on the verge before, but the sudden distraction of actually touching Marcus that way was enough to bring his body to a standstill.

“Having difficulty?” The voice wasn't his, but Esca knew it was Marcus, and he turned to see himself round the corner of the farmhouse.

“Your cock is shy,” Esca said, keeping his gaze on Marcus, and he registered a strange sensation as his cheeks began to blaze with embarrassment. In his own body the heat of shame traveled up his neck and spread to his ears, but apparently Marcus's shame held fast in his cheeks, and Esca could feel them burning as he watched Marcus walk by him.

“It's not,” Marcus laughed, averting his gaze as he walked, “you'll figure it out.”

Esca turned his attention back to the tree, staring intently at the bark until he finally made himself glance down again, not caring if Marcus saw him looking. He held Marcus's cock, and focused on Marcus's balls until he managed to relaxed, and relief washed over him as a stream of liquid hit the oak tree.

“Thought they were all the same,” Marcus called, still laughing as he headed to the chicken coop.

Esca smiled to himself, cursing silently as he waited for Marcus's cock to finish relieving itself. They were all the same – balls, shaft, head. They all piss and they all come, and it shouldn't have mattered that he held Marcus's length in his hand.

Yet, it did matter, because it was Marcus.

When he was finished, Esca remained where he was, still leaning against the tree, and he let himself look – just for a moment. Marcus was slightly shorter than him, but wider, with a darker head and a seemingly thicker sheath of foreskin. Esca touched the underside, just for a second, testing whether the vein there as sensitive as his own, and he was surprised to find it wasn't.

“Fine,” Esca called, tucking Marcus's cock away and tightening the ties around his waist as he headed for the chicken coop. “They're not all the same.”
meggington: [esca] the centurion's houndpoziomeczka on October 15th, 2011 01:53 am (UTC)
Re: A Blessing From the Gods (bodyswap fill) 4/?
THIS IS SO FUCKING GOOD.
lallyloo: eagle - marcuslallyloo on October 17th, 2011 05:13 am (UTC)
Re: A Blessing From the Gods (bodyswap fill) 4/?
THANKS BB.
Tiferetladytiferet on October 15th, 2011 10:55 pm (UTC)
Re: A Blessing From the Gods (bodyswap fill) 4/?
Oh god, bb, it was awesome and hilarious and so, so interesting! :D
lallyloo: eagle - hold him down HARDERlallyloo on October 17th, 2011 05:14 am (UTC)
Re: A Blessing From the Gods (bodyswap fill) 4/?
Haha glad you're enjoying it! :D
riventhorn: marcus in battleriventhorn on October 17th, 2011 01:33 am (UTC)
Re: A Blessing From the Gods (bodyswap fill) 4/?
This is a great beginning! I'm very intrigued as to where it's headed.
lallyloo: eagle - marcus's helmetlallyloo on October 17th, 2011 05:15 am (UTC)
Re: A Blessing From the Gods (bodyswap fill) 4/?
I'm happy you like it so far! I'm hoping it'll go where I want it to go..
lallyloo: eagle - marcus/esca profilelallyloo on October 17th, 2011 05:05 am (UTC)
A Blessing From the Gods (bodyswap fill) 5/?
The first day was rather uneventful. They busied themselves with work, both men avoiding each other as much as possible, perhaps thinking if they didn't see each other the strange situation they'd awoke to would disappear as quickly as it had come.

At dinner, however, Esca found himself still in Marcus's body, with Marcus sitting on the opposite side of their small table –in Esca's body– staring at Esca over his plate. Marcus had eaten a few bites of bread and the rest of his food went untouched.

“We need to find a solution to this,” he said. “We can't just pretend it hasn't happened.”

Esca took a bite of bread, considering himself across the table. “Well, it happened while we slept. I say we sleep tonight and hope it's fixed itself by morning.”

“And if it hasn't?”

“Then we'll worry over it in the morning.”

The look of concern remained on Marcus's face, so Esca reached across the table, settling his thick fingers over Marcus's.

“We'll be fine.” It was strange, touching his own hand, and he withdrew. “Right now my only concern is where we should sleep tonight. I went to sleep in my bed, but woke in yours. Do you think sleeping in our own beds would reverse the spell?”

Marcus shrugged his shoulders. “Since I am in your body, I think it best I sleep in your bed. I imagine if your mind traveled tonight, it would search for its body in its proper bed. Mine as well.”

It was a valid theory, and better than any that came to Esca's mind.

That night they settled in each other's beds, leaving the curtains open between each room, hoping their souls might find quick and easy passage through their small farmhouse.

“Sleep well,” Esca called from Marcus's bed, his voice echoing in the small space.

“You as well,” Marcus called back. His voice seemed to waver, and Esca couldn't be sure if it was fear, or nerves, or simply because Marcus's voice sounded different coming from Esca's body.

“I hope to see you in the morning, my friend,” Esca called again, wanting to set Marcus's mind at ease. “I've already grown tired of seeing my own face.”

Soft laughter trickled from the opposite room, and Esca said nothing more as they both drifted to sleep.

The gods would reverse the spell by morning, Esca was sure of it.
lallyloo: eagle - marcus/esca profilelallyloo on October 17th, 2011 05:06 am (UTC)
A Blessing From the Gods (bodyswap fill) 6/?
Pain gripped Esca, tearing his from his sleep and jolting him into to an upright position. He stared into the darkness of the room, his mind reeling as he tried to determine what was happening. Pain shot through him again, sending an unbearable ache from his thigh down to his toes. Esca gripped his left leg, grunting as he tried not to call out, but when the muscles in his thigh suddenly felt as if they were twisting around themselves, he found himself shouting for Marcus.

Footsteps sounded from the other room, moving quickly over the floor, and then Marcus was there. Marcus reached for him in the darkness, his fingers fumbling, finding Esca sitting upright and gripping his shoulders.

“Are you alright?”

“Marcus,” Esca hissed, finding it nearly impossible to speak over the pain, “my leg.”

“Lie back.” Marcus pushed at Esca's shoulder, easing him back down to the bed, and reached for Esca's leg in the darkness. He gripped the skin directly above Esca's kneecap, and massaged up. Esca let out a shout as his muscles seized and twisted, and Marcus pushed again, his fingertips digging into the muscle fibers, sending searing pain through Esca's body. Esca grabbed hold of Marcus's hand, trying to stop him.

“Marcus, please,” he groaned, but Marcus's fought back, keeping his grip on Esca's leg.

“Esca, you must bear it,” he said, “We need to massage the muscle. You know this.”

“I don't know anything! Get off!” Esca yelled, flailing weakly, trying to force Marcus's hands off him. His body was reeling from the pain, and Esca couldn't make sense of what Marcus was saying, or why he was trying to hurt him.

Marcus eased his hands off for a moment, climbing onto the bed and making a soothing sound low in his throat as he settled in at Esca's side.

“You're in my body,” Marcus said slowly, his breath warm against Esca's ear. “Do you remember?”

He'd forgotten. Whether through sleep or pain, or simply waking in the darkness, Esca had forgotten that he wasn't himself. He gritted his teeth as pain shot through him again, and then he grasped for Marcus's hand. “I remember now,” he said through clenched teeth. “Marcus, make it stop.”

Esca usually prided himself on having a high tolerance for pain, but the ache in his leg was unexpected, and the pain so unbearable, that he found himself biting down on his knuckles as Marcus reached for him again. Marcus pressed in, working the muscle, the pain so severe that tears began to well in Esca's eyes as he grunted against his fist.

“I'm sorry,” Marcus whispered, his face still close to Esca's, his words trying to soothe as he massaged Esca's leg, “my hands are not as skilled as yours.”

Esca nodded, his face brushing against Marcus's.

On the nights Marcus woke in pain, Esca was quick to rush to his side, his hands knowing where to touch and knead. After so long, he'd been able to do it without question, simply sensing where Marcus ached. But it was different with Esca in pain, his body unwilling to do anything but suffer though it. He didn't have the strength to try to massage the muscle on his own, and Marcus was trying his best to do it for him.

“You know where it aches,” Esca hissed, his free hand gripping Marcus's shoulder, needing something to hold, his fingers surely leaving marks on his own skin. “You're doing fine. Keep going, I'll bear it.”

Marcus kept on, his fingers forcing out the knots in Esca's muscles, remembering where the pain hit him hardest and working his fingers there, trying his best to emulate Esca's motions. It took several minutes for the muscles to stop seizing, and many more for the pain to die down. By the time it had abated enough for Esca to breathe again, he was exhausted.
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A Blessing From the Gods (bodyswap fill) 7/?
He was left with a dull ache, his skin feeling raw from the pressure of Marcus's fingers, and Marcus's hand remained on him, slowly stroking his thigh.

“Better?” Marcus asked, his voice soft as he spoke the words into Esca's hair.

“Yes,” Esca sighed, unable to believe that Marcus suffered through such pain so frequently. “I don't know how you stand it.”

“I've grown used to it, I suppose,” Marcus said simply. “I imagine it is worse tonight because we danced at the fire.”

Esca nodded, exhausted, and didn't reply.

When he was finally able to think clearly again, Esca considered their position on the bed. Marcus was curled up beside him, and it was an odd feeling, to be lying with himself. Most nights he stayed with Marcus until the pain receded, and then returned to his bed, but that night, after suffering through Marcus's pain and finally having some idea of what he went through, Esca found he didn't want to be alone.

“You'll stay?” he asked quietly, nervous to hear the answer, and Marcus just nodded against him, his hand stroking gently over Esca's thigh.

“Of course.”

“Our souls won't have far to go then, if the Gods reverse the spell tonight.” Esca didn't give a whit if the Gods switched them back that night, he simply wanted Marcus to stay and keep a soothing hand on him. It had been years since someone had taken care of him, and Esca welcomed the comfort.

As he drifted to sleep, Esca wondered if Marcus felt that way as well after his suffering – needing the comfort, but too ashamed to ask for it, letting Esca return to his room when he'd rather have him at this side to sooth him back to sleep. Esca swore to himself that he'd try to return the favor. Next time he would stay, whether Marcus asked for it or not.
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