Requested by @papervolcano for the ask game (co-written with @beepoven):
Lucanis's De Riva Fantasy (Viago/Lucanis/Mags)
WIP Game
Viago would be lounging in an armchair, a large one, tasteful leather in dark colours. A breeze from the window carries the scent of leather, liquor, and distinctive aftershave to Lucanis like it's a boon, and he's taking short breaths now, and the new scent mixes with the smell of Magpie's soap. Lucanis struggles to hold Viago's gaze, but the Talon is looking past him as he swirls a drink in its glass. Magpie holds Viago's interest, like Lucanis is nothing but an object that might, at best, provide passing entertainment.
"Magpie," Viago says. "You've caught me a demon."
Mind clouded over with a pleasant haze, Lucanis doesn't even think of resisting when Magpie presses a gentle hand to his shoulder and eases him to his knees.
"I have," says Magpie playfully, stepping in so close behind him that Lucanis can feel the heat from their body. Their arms curl around him, and he has a moment to relax into the warmth of it, the feeling of their body against his. They run their hands up his chest, and his breath hitches as they ask, "Is he not to your liking?"
Viago hums, and Lucanis shivers. He can feel Magpie's breath in his ear as Viago's gaze slides to their hands on Lucanis's chest, their hands openly feeling him in their loose embrace. Their palms curl over the ribs, run up his stomach and over his pectorals, pressing over the flesh covered by his silk shirt, and Viago says, as if unconvinced, "He'll have to prove himself."
