50 Shades of Silver(ware)
Alternatively: A Forkbidden Love
A Famen Fanfiction (fork fic)
Collaborative work with @coolerthanthesun ❤️
(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7)
Read Author’s Note at the bottom
Chapter 3: A Fork in the Road
It was all too much. Their cold hard prongs inside Damen's muscles. The blood darkening the white fabric of his trousers. Damen fought to keep his eyes open through the rapture. "I am speaking to you, slave!" Again. A sharp voice. Colder, this time and more menacing. Damen managed to open his eyes and looked over to see the familiar astonishingly lovely face of Prince Laurent. "Follow me unless you want another flogging." With the heaviest of hearts and all the will power he could muster, Damen wrapped his fingers around their sparkling frame and wrenched them out of his thigh. It felt chilly and empty with their absence. It took a moment for Damen to collect himself. He had just had a great meal yet he felt unsatisfied. The truth was, it wasn't the meats and cheeses he had been hungry for. And Laurent's rude interruption had only left him hungry for more.
That was when Damen noticed the feast seemed to be coming to an end. The servants began clearing up the dishes while the guests began to leave. Damen quickly slides Fork down his jacket pocket, not ready to let go of them just yet. Would he ever be able to let go of them? He felt there was a fork shaped hole in his heart that only one metallic entity could fill.
Damen follows the yellow-haired prince into his private chambers.
“I need you to - ” Laurent begins but stops as he glances over at Damen. His eyes sliding from his face to his arm.
“What are you keeping in your pocket?” he demands.
Damen, then realises his hand is still wound around Fork’s slim figure in his pocket. Before Damen can reply, Laurent struts over, grabbing Damen’s hand with his cool, slender ones and pulls it out, revealing Fork in all their silver glory.
“A fork?” Laurent finally says.”Odd weapon of choice.”
Weapon. Damen thought. A weapon like none other. A weapon that made a tear in his heart.
Companion Poem
Nobody said it was easy But no one ever said it would this hard Not only the love But also their sharp prongs buried inside of Damens leg
Harder still was Damen having to pull them out of his leg The parting was as difficult as it was unnecessary At this point it was not beneath him to beg For all he wished was to feel his love inside of him once more
However, beautiful, cold Laurent wished Damen to follow him And for all his love for Fork And all his WANT gift them to remain inside of him Damen could not find it in himself to deny Laurent any whim
And so with a heavy heart Damen wrapped his fingers around them And extracted their gorgeous silver points Staring at them like the most precious gem
Was it wrong To want Fork so badly But at the same time feel so deeply for Laurent For both of them he would give his life up gladly
They weren't truly so different Both with that cold exterior Both with that feel of being superior Both with their sharp points And their skill at shredding anyone to their very joints
Perhaps he could love them both Equally Perfectly But could they come to love one another Hoping that each other they would not smother
In the end Damen got up He followed Laurent out of the room Slipping Fork into his pocket Hoping that this new romance would quickly bloom
Author’s note: Do you ship famen or do you ship famen?
The Scientist (damen’s song dedication to Fork)
