Someone wrote in [community profile] dresden_kink 2011-12-24 12:39 am (UTC)

[1/1] Grapes on a Vine

Characters: Nicodemus, Aurora, Elaine, (Harry, Tessa).
Warnings: Non-con, drugged, plotting, slight gore,past traumas,mental conditioning.
Summary: It's Nicodemus' turn to collect Summer's Tithe.

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Dealing with the star children and their use to the world-ending was something that he and Tess had agreed on and worked on for quiet a few years. He was in the best position to deal with little Margaret’s spawn, so she was to take care of the other one; the Elaine. It was time for the Summer Court’s tithe and Tessa was busy with their home land. Her tenants for brief destruction made him want to cringe but in her short sightenedness, it was up to him to check on the Elaine.

The Summer Court’s hide away was quiet in ways that it normally wasn’t. All their own malevolency was carefully dulled by the sound of every buzzing bee, underneath every bramble. It was a perfect con for those innocent mortal that thought they were going with a better option. Had they paid any attention to the stories collected by a family of Fairy hating wizards, they would know that nearly all their wicked queens and hungry witches came from Summer.

It was Aurora who was waiting for him in the empty room under her blonde human disguise.

“Nicodemus. You will be gentle.” Now there was a surprise. Normally they would sell a spell, an enchantment, anything before one of their own people to their tithe. Aurora continued, “You get her for one time- no harm, no damage. She’s a...We need her skills.” He had heard whispers, of course, or the madness in the younger Fairy Queens. Maeve dancing in time and Aurora did the thinking.

“I will be as prudent as ever.” She nodded and the tree embedded on the stone wall slid open, a body falling out of it graceless and drunkenly stepping. It was the Elaine and she was dressed in the worst ways for modesty.

Some kind of pink cloth wrapped between her legs, swishing and swaying with every fumbled step. Heeled shoes made of the stems of a rose bush- with every impact the heels had to the sodden ground, seedlings spouted up and her chest was bare except for a few necklaces meant to distract from the burn scars around her collar bone. Most of them were still red and blistering. They looked like each wobble of her breasts would rip open the wounds.

“You would offer Hell damaged goods?” Aurora bit her lip and gave him a dark glare. The unnatural green in her yes was flickering behind the glamour.

Elaine was still fumbling towards them and he could see why now. Her eyes were blank. She was so far gone in her mind between the trauma of DuMorne, fairy enchantments, and undoubtedly drugged fruit that a soul gaze was near impossible. The queen made to move and stood on her alter.

“You have one hour with this Star Child. The tithe is repaid.” So she knew.

“You know and yet you let me- us, near her.” The queen stopped and nodded her head gracefully from the face of a youth.

“Perhaps it would all be for the best. Then the cruelty will end as well.” It was the closest anyone had come to getting confirmation of what the deranged little pixie was planning.

“And her?”

“...I am not unkind, Nicodemus Archelone. Do not mistake my necessary evil for it.” She left and sealed the doors. Elaine was there, on her knees, staring vacantly at his noose. Good. Someone with a role this important needed survival skills and self interest even without the will to do so.

He pulled the girl up by her nipples which had become erect in the cold air and the Elaine gasped and starting show the signs of pleasure without any decorum to stop her.

“Now Elaine, how about we do something for those scars? Because you know your Harry didn’t mean it. He wanted to save you. All of this is to save you.” It wasn’t an illusion. When he wiped his hands over her burn marks they were healed, all the way down to her sex. Her stuck to fingers in and petted her hair.

“Harry wanted this for you. He wanted you to be safe like this all the time.” It was time to lay the seeds of their plan. Aurora’s peculiarity meant nothing in the grand scheme of it all.

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