✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧I’m starting to think Percy might have a crush on me. That doesn’t make any sense. Not even the slightest. Because what the fuck is he doing, attempting to kiss me for the second time? There’s a reason behind that right? It isn’t just a coincidence, there is no such thing. He almost broke my neck, yanking me out of the couch but thankfully my medicine is still in full swing because I only felt a small ache.I turned my head to yell at him, accidentally bringing our lips together. His eyes were probably as wide as mine as we looked at each other unsure of what to say or where to go from here. When I leaned in a few seconds ago, I wasn’t going to kiss him. I was going to tease him. I expected him to pull back, I just didn’t think he’d take me with me.I didn’t dare move my mouth. That would be even weirder than this press of lips we have going on. Which is why I’m stuck staying like this. Moaning sounds fill the air, and my god, Percival turns redder than any s
»»──ஓ๑Percival Whitmore๑ஓ──««I stood up from the coffee table, my legs carrying me the short distance to the couch with measured confidence. Each step felt deliberate, a show of control I refused to relinquish. I stopped just shy of him, placing one hand on the arm of the chair beside Lucian’s head. His expression remained calm, maddeningly composed, his lips curling into that smug, infuriating smirk I wanted to slap off his face.Instead, I leaned in.My other hand found his shirt, the fabric rough under my fingers as I gripped it tightly, using it to pull him closer. His head tilted up in response, bringing our faces inches apart. My own head dipped down to meet him, and for a moment, the air between us grew heavy with tension. My heart pounded harder than I wanted it to, the traitorous beat betraying the anger simmering beneath my skin.I do not want to kiss him.This idiot, this smug jerk with his stupid smirk and his maddening coolness. For fuck’s sake, I’d rather do literally a
✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧I slept for a really long time. I know this because the sun was out when I came too. My body must have been tired from the mental mess of yesterday. I was in my bed shockingly. Which surprised me. I smell like crap, but I didn’t want to have to call my unhappy caretaker. For some reason, he seemed a bit jittery. Like he’d been spooked. Perhaps he’s reeling from what happened last night.Ugh, I told him to kiss me.Why did I do that? What imaginary liquor did I take? Look at me, I’m paying the price for it now. I patted my stomach. I’ve still got my abs. I knocked on my head, empty as fuck. Ahhh. What is my fucking problem?I can’t tell Ben or Lionel. They’d spread that news like wildfire, and I would never be happy again in my life.I knocked on my head again, I swear I could hear the echoes of past mistakes, and worthless decisions bouncing back and forth. If this place was full then perhaps I would not have said something so stupid.I’m glad he didn’t do it
»»───ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ────««When I heard Lucian’s call, I knew immediately what the problem was. I’d tried getting in touch with my father last night, after what happened. My heart sank, and a wave of unease washed over me as my mind flashed back to those people I saw that night—the ones lurking in the shadows, the ones who seemed to watch with malicious intent. I didn’t need him to explain anything; the fear in his voice told me everything I needed to know. Whatever was happening now, it wasn’t good. I swallowed down whatever pride or hesitation I might’ve had and rushed to help him through the shower.Seeing him like this—vulnerable and shaken—made my chest tighten in a way I wasn’t expecting. Lucian was always so composed, always so sure of himself, even in the worst situations. And I should know, I am in those worst situations for him. But now, there was something in his eyes I had never seen before: fear. Genuine, bone-deep fear. He kept glancing nervously at the window, h
»»────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ ──────««After the check-up, Lucian slept for a really long time. My father didn’t call me back for another few hours, which only served to anger me. When he finally did he had the nerve to sound upset.“What do you want, Percy?”“Don’t make me angry at you. You failed me as a father, and now you’re failing your stepson. Way to go, Yusuke. The award for worst father and worst stepfather goes to you.”He growled into the phone. “How did I fail him?”“The people who hurt him showed up at the house.”A woman screaming could be heard. Then the speaker made scratching sounds, I had to pull the phone away from my ear briefly. “Come again? Those people came for my son. Oh god, oh my god. Percy, you stay with Lucian, I am going to call Ben’s father and we will have you both sent to a safe house. No contact with anyone. In fact, we’ll take your phones to ensure that your only communication is through laptops or computers. But nothing that they can use to track you
✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧I’m not sure why I felt like something was wrong. Perhaps it was the fact that I woke up in a strange room with my mother and Percy having a heated conversation. I really can’t tell you what it is, but I feel like something is different.My medicine is stronger. Really really strong. I tried to sit up but I couldn’t really move. The parts of me that I thought were working weren’t.I started to panic, and that was when my ears picked on the argument.“Why can’t I sleep on the floor in the hallway?”“I can’t let that happen. All your rage, all your anger, and hatred towards the world, Percy those make you strong. And that strength is needed to protect Lucian. I need you very close. You can sleep on the carpet by the bed, or on the bed. You’re brothers you can share a bed, it’s not weird.”My heart which had begun to race, got even faster. What? What? What? A bed? With Percy? Not weird?“What the fuck?” I said out loud. Both of them turned their heads to me. Loo
✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧The first night sharing a bed with my sworn enemy was.... I have no words I’m still living through it. Just three hours ago I had dinner with the family, that is what the hell looks like. It was awkward, even more, awkward than it was when I was in high school and Percy had learned how to swear at me in my native language. Which just shows his devotion to hating me.My mother’s food had been nice, but she kept looking at Percy and Yusuke. I know it has something to do with the way Percy killed those men. They seem shaken by it, I didn’t see so I’m only observing their frightful behavior. Although they know better than to show their fear in front of him.So they bottled it and made everything really awkward. After dinner, Percy helped me to the elevator, his movements careful but brisk, like he was holding back a flood of emotions. The ride to the floor where we’d be sleeping was quiet, the hum of the elevator amplifying the weight of his silence. Once we arri
»»─────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ──────««Enemies with benefits.... what the fuck?I asked as I sat on the bed the very next morning, having had no sleep and feeling even more enraged. Sure, we’ll be stuck here, but why did I say yes? I can’t make nice with this guy. I moved off the bed, not bothering to be quiet about it. I know he didn’t sleep. For once, the drugs didn’t work, and he was wide awake. Eyes followed me as I went straight for the bathroom to brush my teeth. I think our parents are already out without telling us.It’s not unusual. What they claim to be doing is very unusual. They have found nothing on the people who attacked Lucian. And where the hell are they even staying?Now for the kicker, what the fuck is Pauline going to do? She’s as dumb as a wrong, an omega with no skill or training, what use does she serve?Yusuke owes me alot of explanations, but for now, I will worry about making nice with my new friend.Ugh, that is such a disgusting word when it refers to Lucia
»» ──────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ ────── ««Lucian and I settled into a comfortable silence. It wasn’t awkward, but it wasn’t necessarily peaceful either—just a quiet truce after the mess of last night. We didn’t talk again until lunchtime, and even then, we avoided going to any bedroom. Instead, we stayed in the living room, like neutral ground neither of us wanted to give up.I noticed Lucian using his crutches more, refusing to let me wheel him around unless it was absolutely necessary. As much as I wanted to argue against it, I knew that any forceful damage to his body would only keep me here longer. And yet, I didn’t fight him on it. Maybe because I needed space, too.Lunch was simple—something I put together quickly, more for the sake of routine than hunger. The TV was on, playing some horror movie, the kind with too many cheap jump scares and characters who made all the wrong choices. Lucian sat on the long couch with his leg elevated, while I took the floor, my back resting aga
»» ──────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ ────── ««The next morning is just as I expected—confusing and strange.But it’s also something else. Something worse.It’s silent.Not just quiet, not just the absence of words, but a kind of silence that settles between us like a thick fog, dense and suffocating. A silence so unnatural that it feels wrong. We should be screaming at each other by now. We should be hurling insults like knives, digging them deep, carving out the hatred that’s always been there between us.But we don’t.It’s been twenty minutes.Twenty minutes since I woke up and realized that neither of us had moved. Since I felt the uncomfortable warmth of Lucian’s body pressed against mine, the steady rhythm of his breath ghosting against my skin. Since I opened my eyes and saw him looking back at me, his gaze unreadable, sharp with something I didn’t want to name.And yet, we still haven’t spoken.We just… lie there. Holding on to each other in a way we never would have done in the f
✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧Pretending to be asleep was the best decision I ever made. When I realized sex with Percy was affecting me personally, and I could see in his eyes that he was going through the same problem... I immediately had to focus on my injured leg that had gone slightly numb. And mention my medicine. I hoped it would help me sleep, I hoped it would make me forget Percy’s sounds. The way he looked. The lack of hate in his stare, the desire in his movements aaginst mine, his cum painting my chest and his. I hoped it would fix this. This vile growing death like feeling clawing at my chest, and when Percy left to shower, I felt a bit relieved. But the bedsheets smelled like us and the thought of getting up to face him long enough for us to change the beddings made me hyperventilate. My selfishness led me here. I could have... I could have held back. I could have argued... but I wanted to prove something. Undoing Percy had affected me too. It had affected me alot. Why d
»»────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ────««First time kissing someone and it turned out to be a guy. Not just any guy, but my sworn enemy. The person I’ve spent years trying to kill. First time reaching an orgasm, same guy. Thirteen year old me who told his best friend he had no interest in jerking off or porn because it was a waste of time is probably spinning in his mental grave right now.And my first time having sex, at the age of twenty one... guess who I’m having it with? The same guy. God there must be something wrong with me. I’ve had people hit on me, flirt with me but it never turned me on. That’s why i assumed i wasn’t made for physical intimacy. But lucian let me drag him to the room, knowing fully well he was going to control my body. I assumed with his injured leg he would be at a disadvantage, that i could tie him up and just let him tell me what i needed to do to end this. But i should have know this wasn’t going to turn out that way. That’s how lucian has made this. He’s
✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧I loved seeing benny and lionel. They made me laugh, made me forget that i had problems. They made everything seem better. I love them. I miss them so much. I wish i could work hard enough to heal quickly, and hang out with them. I’ll miss them when i move.After they left, agreeing to follow percival’s crazy plan. It’s all we have right now. The second they left, my mother called. Percy left to get something while i spoke to her through the house phone. “Hey mom.”“Have you heard from Yusuke?” the question threw me off. Why would she call me for that?It’s like she’s forgotten he’s not my dad. Our relationship works well because i don’t talk to him. I pretend he’s just an accessory my mother selfishly latched onto. “How would i know? You know i don’t talk to that man. When was the last time you saw him?”She was quiet. “last night, he was... he seemed distant. Different. Heck he even treated me differently. Almost like i was someone he couldn’t recognize.
»»──────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ──────««Ben and the other one are here. It’s already loud and I’m pissed off. Firstly, ugh.... secondly, blah.... third, guh. I sat on the floor, grumpily watching Lucian and his friends. They were smiling, and chatting each other up. Almost like they didn’t come here to do something. They’d brought a bunch of supplies that we could use but they didn’t explain any of those supplies. I wanted to slap them. They’re such weird pieces of shit. “God, I missed you guys. We need to play a game together when I’m all better.” Lucian said a dopey smile on his face. Why do I have to be here? I don’t like either of these people. I zoned them out and tried to figure out what to do with myself while these losers disturbed my peace. I didn’t exactly have peace, especially with the way Lucian acted last night. From perversely throwing himself over my body to touching his dick in front of me.He’s gotten too comfortable in this dark mess we’ve gotten ourselves into.
✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧Percy is always asking for trouble. It’s like he has a second calling that happens to be a troublemaker. When he asked me to teach him something new, I gotta admit, I was angry. But I can’t deny I was interested. He’s a hot guy, but such a fucker. My ego swells at the thought of being the one to fuck Percy. Just think, all his bitching for years, pissing me the fuck off, attacking me... ha, imagine the face he’d make lost in pleasure. It’s the kind of evil temptation I can’t give up on. I can’t pass up the opportunity to be the one that turns him into a mess. I know. All the complications are clear. The world and my wolf are telling me to shut down this dumb idea but we’ve crossed that line. Why not go even further and do some crazy shit like fuck him?I chuckle. “We’re gonna need supplies before we venture down into that path.”“Like lube? There’s gonna be some here.”“Why would there be?”He gives me a nasty eye roll. “They fuck. In case you didn’t know.
»»─────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ─────««I didn’t move from his lap, i should have after the stupid biology comment but i didn’t move. You could call me ballsy, you could also say I’m down right insane. You wouldn’t be wrong on either counts. I feel insane. And from what happened to my mother it’s kind of clear that i might be headed for the same fate. But the true reason for my decision to not move, falls down to my curiousity. I’ve had to go through life happily oblivious to the pulls of the body. My wolf has had to deal with it. But lucian gets hurt, and somehow I’m kissing him, getting off and now I’m about to ask a crazy question.“When was the last time you had a blow job?” From my position on his body i could feel his exact reaction to that question. It was evident from the way he looked at me, and the way a certain part of him took interest. “You’re disgusting. Answer my question.”“You’re on my dick and I’m the one who’s disgusting?” his questioned in disbelief. “Percy, my last
»»─────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ─────««Am I the asshole? Yeah, pretty much. But I’m not a monster. I couldn’t sleep the rest of the night because Lucian’s face seemed to haunt me. When I woke up next after aggressively dangling my body on the edge of this uncomfortable sofa cushion, I decided sleep was for the weak. When I sat up, I was surprised to find Lucian staring at the darkness outside with the same haunted expression he had on when he threw himself on me. What was that all about by the way?I probably should have asked him some more questions rather than reacting the way I did. But this is. Expecting anything less than a violent angry response would be completely unreasonable. As quietly as I could, I moved my body to sit more comfortably. A few inches from the edge of the cushion where I might have fallen. How did I get any sleep while I was there by the way?I should have awoken with a concussion. I was so close to the edge. I stretched out my muscles before channeling all