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smartass_captain

It's a tough job, but someone's got to do it. Masterpost for Dragon Age Veilguard AU overflow + psls

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smartass_captain

"I mean what I say. Something you would do well to adopt." Lucanis sniffs but he isn't Actually taking any offense to his cousin. It is a familiar pattern of socialization with James back home. He has grown well. They will ensure he learns well too. The better to keep him safe.

"Well, I certainly won't say no t--ack!" James almost drops his empty coffee cup but manages to set it down on the nearby table while his other hand swats at Illario petulantly around a startled laugh. "Back not half an hour and you're resorting to tickling already?!"

Lucanis fights back a smile but says nothing. Yes, this is indeed a return to old times. Good times. Save for James losing his family, of course. Such is their shared lots in life. Eventually, his brows arch just slightly.

"You leave yourself too open to my cousin's tricks, James. It is why he takes such advantage."

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the_other_dellamorte

"Yes yes yes," Illario retorts, "I could. But my truths are saved for you two. No one else is worthy of them." The rest of the world gets poised and preened Illario Dellamorte. Luca and Jim are the ones who get him raw, unabashed in his enthusiasm, mischievous and yet dedicated wholly to them.

Like in this moment, letting out a shout of triumph as he gets Jim squirming and wriggling, swatting at him. Such a reaction only makes him join in with the second hand, going in for both sensitive sides at once.

"I only take advantage because he likes it so much." He adds, grinning as he continues his attack. "But Jim- a truce? We both go after Luca?"

"No! Do not dare!" Lucanis says, but it is too late, Illario is already springing from his seat.

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smartass_captain

Jim's peals of laughter fill the room. He squirms to try and get out of Illario's reach but never actually flees or puts up THAT much of a fight. Illario is right after all. He does like the attention. From both of them if he's being honest. He calls Illario all sorts of breathless names unbefitting of his station before Illario finally caves and offers him a truce.

It leaves him flushed and panting a little. Watching as Illario pounces instead on Lucanis. A smile curls across his lips and he gets up to go join in. The cousins are squabbling already and looking entirely too attractive with their hands all over each other. Jim ought to feel ashamed for thinking so.

His own hands slide up Lucanis' sides gently and brush under the man's arms. He blows a cheeky little puff of air into Lucanis' ear as he slides up behind the other man. When they were boys, Jim was easily the shortest of them. Now, Lucanis is the one who has to look up to the others.

"Let's hear you laugh, Luca~"

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the_other_dellamorte

There's a shameful secret Jim does not know. Illario's hands all over him are not unfamiliar to Lucanis, the way Illario presses up into his space is not as innocent as the youngest adopted Dellamorte thinks. And while it isn't written over them in bold letters, Lucanis feels it must be so obvious when Illario touches him that it goes straight through him as a bolt of pleasure.

"Illario!" He tries to protest, although it's halfhearted, it's not a no because he can never say no to Illario. In the tangle of their limbs there's a brief press of Illario's thigh between his own and he gasps, just as Jim presses up behind him.

The breath in his ear and the close proximity of both his lover and Jim makes his face burn hot, and he tries to keep Illario's hands from sneaking up beneath his shirt.

Why does this feel so good, to be between them?

"Behave! Both of you!"

From:

smartass_captain

"I'm easy to dissuade. We could take revenge on Illario you know..." Jim offers and his smirk is wicked though Lucanis cannot see it. James doesn't realize how things have changed between Illario and Lucanis since they were boys. All he knows is that these are the games they used to play.

Lucanis feels Jim rock back half a step to give him space to move and he takes that opportunity to hook his ankle around Illario's to tug the taller man off balance. Jim shoots a wrist out to snag at the back of Illario's collar to keep pulling him toward tumbling down onto the ground with a self satisfied air. He's all too willing to drop down to straddling Illario's stomach with his weight so he can tickle the other in turn.

"Got him Luca~" Jim crows. He doesn't notice how it takes Lucanis half a second longer than it ordinarily would to react. How Lucanis stares.

"You are both impossible." Lucanis huffs but he tilts his chin in just such the right way that he knows Illario will be weak for as he stares down at his cousin.

From:

the_other_dellamorte

Lucanis isn't the only one aroused. Far from it, Illario's blood has been ooling in his stomach since Jim cuddled up against him and teasing Lucanis makes it worse. He did do this to himself he realisss, but that's as Lucanis trips him and Jim settles down on top of him.

Thankfully, straddling his torso and not his hips, or there would be nothing he could do to distract from his condition. But like this? He can at least pretend.

But not to Luca, who has posed himself so gorgeously that he might have to excuse them both from Jim's company so he can put his hands all over Lucanis again, minus the clothes.

"Alright I yield!" He laughs, hands held up in the air in surrender before he puts them on Jim's thighs. Strong from fencing strong from riding. A pleasure to caress even if he pretends its innocent.

"Are you to planning to punish me?"

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smartass_captain

"You get to tend to our gear after sparring. We all only just got back, it makes sense for the punishments for forfeit are light~" Jim says with all the self satisfaction of a man who's gotten his way. His chin pulls very slightly to one side in scrutiny. Something about the look Illario had given him or the way he purred out that question at the last danced electric up his spine. But no. Illario is as Illario has always been. It is James who has grown to enjoy certain aspects of a man far more than a noble lordling should if he's expected to sire heirs.

No matter. He'll find someone to befriend once he's free to visit Treviso proper tomorrow or soon after. And everything will be as it always has been. Jim foolishly thinks he's the only one taken by the others. Lucanis doesn't notice it straight away, but Illario might. Illario whose entire training was meant to capitalize on the predilections of men not unlike James.

"James is far kinder to you than I would be after such indignities." Lucanis teases mildly.

Edited Date: 2026-04-06 11:03 pm (UTC)

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the_other_dellamorte

"Just your gear?" Illario laughs, hands sliding up and down Jim's thighs- it might be considered a game of chicken or a reminder that Jim is still sitting on him, but it is neither of those things- it is simply an excuse to touch, to tease. "I could see to your horse. Or be your valet for a week, Jim."

Or bend that fine, strapping blond over a desk and fuck him until his legs were jelly.

But he doubts Jim could ever request such a thing. He's too proper. Even Lucanis has difficulty saying things like that, even whispering them when they're alone at night.

Speaking of, Illario shoots a look at Lucanis, gebtly slapping at his leg too.

"You are one to speak of indignities, cugino."

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smartass_captain

"No no. This was your scheme. And she went astray." Lucanis murmurs back, his dark eyes taking in Illario's state. Better to help Jim to his feet before he discovers the dalliances Illario and he have fallen into. Some aspects of their relationship have changed quite a lot since they were but boys.

Jim smiles proudly up to Lucanis as the elder man offers him a hand up. Is strong in supporting his weight even as he climbs up. He's so busy basking in Lucanis' mild amusement that he misses any seeing to himself Illario has to do.

"Illario and I must see to some reports post-mission before we can be free to spar with you James. Forgive us for making you wait for just a bit longer." Of course, actually getting Illario to do those reports may have to wait until he has sufficiently 'calms down' his handsome cousin. It is not proper for Illario to be so insatiable in front of other company. He'll have to ask illario what set him off so thoroughly once they're in private.

Away from where James can overhear them.

"Not a worry. I haven't had a chance to see the library in a decade damn near. I'll not be wanting for things to do until duty releases the pair of you." Jim shoots a wink Lucanis' way that is more charming than he means to try to be though for Lucanis the intention sails right over his head. And so the man simply nods softly and waits for James to see himself off for the time being.

It's not until they are alone that he tips his chin toward Illario.

"....You are impossible."

From:

the_other_dellamorte

Jim is utterly adorable, smiling so proudly at Lucanis. It makes Illario long to cup his face and kiss him, before bidding Luca do the same. Oh, the pair would be such a pretty sight, he is certain, praising both of them for their good behaviour and pretty mouths...

He forces his attention away from the fantasy and sighs at the mention of reports. Of course, Lucanis probably does intend to do them, but even as their eyes meet for a brief second, Illario knows he will also get his own way. Probably before any report is even started, because his cousin knows he won't focus otherwise.

"Ah, and Jim can reach the forbidden shelves now. The ones where Zio Antonio kept his private collection. Be careful with those, Jim! They will make a courtesan blush!" He calls put, before Jim leaves the room, and the doors swing closed.

"I am a healthy young man with healthy urges," Illario says when they are alone, "I don't need any other reason than that to see how attractive he's grown. Don't you see it?" He asks Lucanis, clearing the distance between them and tipping Lucanis' chin up for a hungry kiss. "He would look so pretty in our bed."

From:

smartass_captain

Lucanis purses his lips while Illario brings a hand up to his heart in his dramatic flourish whilst grasping for any straw of innocence he can yet try to claim. Dark eyes narrow with a flicker of emotion he can't name, but Illario will know it all too well. Is Luca jealous from such a remark?

"Is that so...?" Am I not enough for you now, cugino? The question lingers unsaid rather than Lucanis actually thinking on what Illario is asking. He does have some ego after all, despite all attempts at killing it within himself. The selfish part of Lucanis that wants Illario all to himself bristles at the thought of being replaced, even by someone as wonderful as James.

Illario gets close but when his fingers brush Lucanis' beard to urge him for a kiss, the elder man nips Illario's bottom lip hard. Nearly enough to draw blood but not quite. Before he actually fights for dominance in the kiss. A rare thing. His hands at Illario's waist are hard as steel in their grip.

From:

the_other_dellamorte

Oh, Illario sees it, and recognises that green-eyed monsters as easily as he would recognise his own face in the looking glass. He woukd be jealous himself if Lucanis was the one suggesting this. But he knows that outright calling Lucanis out will make him back further into his corner. Instead, Illario intends to play this differently.

"It is so," he purrs, continuing as if he'd never noticed Lucanis' mood. "I could watch you kiss him for hours. You would look so pretty together."

Not a replacement. An addition. Adding something into the mix that it lacks, that both would enjoy. That Illario can get off watching Lucanis with someone else will be something his beloved cugino needs to work through, but he will put the idea in his head.

He expects Lucanis to be the lamb right now, to allow Illario to take what he likes but it seems that Lucanis has some fire in him today, eager to take control. The bite is sharp and strong and has Illario gasp, but he doesn't pull away. He pushes in, blue eyes bright with enjoyment as Lucanis grips him hard.

Illario doesn't give in though, if Lucanis wants to be dominant, he needs to fight for it. Illario's tongue teases across his, pressing the advantages he gets, his fingers grasping at Lucanis' hair, holding tight. He only pulls back when his lungs start to burn.

"Are you putting me in my place, cugino?"

From:

smartass_captain

"You and your fantasies. When have I ever said or has James ever given the impression either of us would enjoy such a thing? That James would even be interested in either of us??" Only just back and already Illario is scheming. These seem to be petty schemes at least. His ire settles a little to hear that Illario doesn't intend to replace him after all.

Anything else.....will take time. But the seed has been planted. Covered in soil. All Illario has to do now is nurture it. It's plain to see James finds them Both extremely attractive. And that Lucanis cares very deeply about the Marcher in turn. There could be something more to this. If Illario works them into his palm.

Easier to turn his frustration into firmer kisses and a tight grip. His tongue works hungry against Illario's though he's forced to gasp when Illario yanks at his long hair, fingers buried in just the place that always makes his knees go weak. Lucanis fights to stay upright though there is color dusting his cheeks. Stubbornness makes him not want to give in so easily this time.

"Why should I waste my energy when it's clear you'll never listen." Lucanis snaps back petulantly. One of the hands at Illario's waist eases its grip only so he can shift his palm further back to squeeze a firm handful of the taller man's ass. "If you are bored then I need to clear you head before we do our reports. That is all."

From:

the_other_dellamorte

"Oh please- are you blind?" Illario asks, when Lucanis counters that Jim has shown no interest. "He looked both of us over. Trust me Luca, that boy was mentally peeling both of us out of our clothes."

Lucanis isn't as sexual a creature as Illario, but he isn't uninterested. The proof of that is in the pudding with the way his cousin's body presses against him, the way Lucanis kisses him like they're planning a Contract.

"I'm not asking you to use your energy, amore." He replies, soft and warm even when Lucanis gropes at his ass, and he presses close, using his height to force Lucanis back towards the couch.

"You do the reports. Sit and relax, use my mouth. You write better than I do." He says, voice thick and warm as he sinks to his knees in front of the other assassin.

From:

smartass_captain

Lucanis is blind sometimes. Often, even, when it comes to matters of lust. He is not impossible to rile, Illario has long since found. Lucanis does indeed possess a fire inside of him. It is just tricky to alight. He carries such a fire for Illario as the gasps, needful noises, and press of their bodies together more than proves.

But he seems a bit shocked that Jim had in fact showed interest in them. He had not seen it at all.

"Did he now?" Lucanis will have to try to pay better attention to such things later. When they see James once more. For the moment all of his attention is on his beloved cugino who purrs so sweetly into his ear. Walking them back toward the couch. He hisses softly to be told He will be doing the reports--his ire with Illario is enough he doesn't want to let the other get away with pushing it all onto him so easily.

But then the offer being leveed? Makes him swallow around a bone dry throat.

"That is what you want?" He murmurs, his voice gone deeper as the kindling inside of him catches flame.

From:

the_other_dellamorte

Its very clear that Lucanis had no idea of those subtle, and less than subtle, signs their sweet little Marcher displayed. The way he'd leant into those touches, the warmth of his voice as he spoke to them, the shy way he'd avoided talking about lovers in Orlais. It was almost certainly because he wasn't sure how the two of them would react to learning he was taking men to bed- or being taken to bed by them.

"He did, my heart." Illario says, his pwn tone changing, serting out a little plan. "I think he's shy. Thinks we won't approve of his tastes... I think Antonio and Bassanio are having a little soiree next week. We shall take him."

It may be a slow game to win him over, but Illario is confident he knows what he's doing.

Just as he knows what to do with Lucanis.

From between stween his cousin's knees, he reaches up to stroke Lucanis’ thighs, thumbs working over the seam of those tight pants and enjoying the obvious impact his suggestion is having.

"You are very good at writing things down properly. I am very good with my mouth... perhaps we should stick to what we're good at. And didn't you want to teach me to behave? Fucking my mouth woukd certainly do that."

From:

smartass_captain

Illario and his plans and James...he will have more thoughts on such things later. Later, when the whole of his attention is not on the way Illario has sank down onto his knees so softly. On the way his cousin's touch both caresses and riles him in equal measure.

Even now, he thinks of how easy it would be to kill a man like this. Either locking his thighs and breaking Illario's neck, or how Illario could sever the artery in his leg with so little effort. They were trained to think of these things as easily as they breathe. But Lucanis does not want to hurt Illario. He does not wish to kill him.

Instead he breathes out slowly. As evenly as he can manage. He doesn't know if he'll be able to concentrate on the words at all if he's buried into that wicked mouth.

"What will teach you a lesson is learning how to endure as I will." Lucanis hisses. He lets Illario worry about unfastening his trousers. Lucanis reaches for a quill and ink. "No whining, no bucking. If I have to rewrite these you will stay where you are until we are Both finished."

From:

the_other_dellamorte

"Yes cugino." Illario replies, sweet as almond biscuits, his blue eyes looking up at Lucanis' serious face and privately holding back a grin. He's won, and they both know it, but he's going to accept it gracefully and bend himself to Lucanis' will. His hand continue their work, gently stroking up and down his cousin's thighs, the touch full of promise.

He opens his trousers, pulling free his cock and stroking with the sure, smooth hand of a man who has done this many times before. Illario moves closer and with low, eager hum he leans forward and licks a wet line over the crown of Luca's cock. A cruel man would force his head right down, hold him down and let him choke, but he knows his cousin. He might be annoyed, but he isn't cruel. Besides, his hands are already full: parchment, quill, and ink all gathered, and so Illario keeps to his part of the bargain.

He angles Lucanis' cock and begins to take him, getting almost all the way down with steady bobs of his head, before he stops. He's a cock warmer, not a tease. He's not about to claim more, but he's happy to stay where he is, blue eyes turned upwards, full of adoration as he feels the steady throb of Lucanis against his tongue. His own his rigid and trapped, aching inside his trousers, but he's here to prove he can behave.

From:

smartass_captain

Illario has indeed won what he was angling for so badly. Intimacy with Lucanis and getting out of writing the reports he had mentioned to James. Illario pets and rousts while Lucanis inks his quill an begins with a list in his own shorthand of what he wishes to include in his report. Smart enough to know that it will be difficult to hold onto thoughts when he is being held in Illario's thrall.

Illario's fingers curl around the heft of his heat and Lucanis squeezes his eyes shut. The man's touch is sinfully pleasant. His wanton mouth followed close behind. Lucanis has to wait for this part to be over. Anything he tried to write while Illario was licking him over like a boiled sweet he'd make a terrible mess out of his reports. Instead Lucanis stares hard down at his own quick scratch of notes, only taking peeks here and there beneath the table where Illario is hard at work.

He's almost surprised that Illario does stop. Holding still with Lucanis hot and full invading his mouth. Sweet Andraste, it feels a delight. Work. Work first, and then he can grip Illario's hair tighter and fuck his sweet mouth.

The scratch of the quill on the parchment soon fills the room. Broken up only by Illario's occasional hum or Lucanis sucking in a breath through his teeth. He throbs for Illario's mouth around him. Leaking precome every so often as another wave of Want courses through Lucanis. But the Crow does not let his desire get the better of him. He is far better trained than that.

From:

the_other_dellamorte

Lucanis can work, enjoying a hot, willing mouth around him, inly moving to swallow the pre-come that leaks readily onto his tongue, but otherwise a good little cock warmer, patient for the time he'll be used for his proper purpose.

Lucanis is a fine gentleman, he isn't going to lose composure just for having a mouth wrapped around his cock. They aren't in their teens anymore. But Illario briefly wonders if Lucanis knows, while he was off learning how to kill Magisters, Illario was learning how to breath through his nose so someone coukd fuck his throat?

Probably best not to ask. His cousin probably has some idea, but its not worth discussing. They were schooled to their strengths. Lucanis is a specialist in one thing, Illario in another.

He swallows again, letting himself drift on the bitter-salt taste of come in his mouth, the pleasure he's learnt to take from these moments. Hard abd untouched, doing what's expected of him. Normally, not long after this he either gets the information he needs from his target or completes a kill, so getting some thrill now is only fair.

This time, he gets to enjoy watching Lucanis unravel for him. And that is far more thrilling than completing a contract.

From:

smartass_captain

It is incredibly difficult to concentrate on their reports with that warm willing mouth and sinful lips wrapped so securely around Lucanis' cock. Illario has come to enjoy things like this so much more in recent years. Lucanis was reticent about it at first but once he'd seen just how genuinely his beautiful cousin enjoys such things it was easier to adapt to these wants.

Like now. He has enough self control to pen out the correct words because each one gets him closer to completion where he can take what it is his body wants so very badly. He's not ready for the door behind the couch to open back up or for Jim's voice to call out a vague greeting from where he's spied Lucanis sitting in his peripheral vision from over the edge of the book he's already pouring over.

He goes stock still, James' voice dancing electric up his spine and doing Nothing to soften his currently tended to erection. If anything, Lucanis throbs harder for it due to the pretty images Illario had planted in his head. He manages a vague reciprocal greeting in turn around a tight throat willing James not to look too closely as he ambles through with his nose in his book.

He swats Illario's hand away when the man tries to catch Jim's attention. Glares down at him hard. And still if anything he feels wound even tighter. The other door shuts as Jim moves on unaware of the goings on of the others. Lucanis sets his quill aside and glares down at Illario.

"You are impossible." He hisses. His fingers close tight in Illario's dark hair. "Always pushing my patience to its limits..."

From:

the_other_dellamorte

Illario is almost drunk with it already: the heavy weight of Lucanis on his tongue, the reduction in oxygen, the wickedness of doing this here where they could be caught... So when the latch of the door clicks open, part of his brain wonders if the Fade listened to his thoughts and they're about to be caught. But more importantly his cousin's cock seems to thicken more, he can't be blamed for his own actions. He almost purrs around the heavy cock, eyes going hazy, but rememebering not to suck like a hungry slut.

Instead he moves, drunk enough that he thinks waving at the Marcher is a good idea. Just enough that Jim might notice, might be invited to join in. But he doesn't notice. Doesn't look up from his book. It must be pornography. Then again, Jim was not brought up to have a Crow's keen observational skills.

Instead he turns his attention back to Lucanis, in time to see a flash in those chocolate brown eyes, and he shifts his head as Lucanis knots his fingers in his hair, letting him get a good grip. He wouldn't be the first man to pull his hair. Won't be the last. But it's unfair to say he's pushed Lucanis' patience. He's hardly pushed at all.

And to prove it, he cheats. His eyelids are half-closed, the lazy, pleased look on his face, and he swallows around Lucanis, letting his mouth tighten on his prick, so firm and full.

But he doesn't answer. Just looks smug, like the cat who got the cream.

From:

smartass_captain

Illario looks as though he's been sent to the Maker's side already even before Lucanis gets a firm grip in his silky hair. He'd wanted Jim to see them like this and his stupid suppositions about James' interest in the pair of them...in Illario's suggestion of what it might be like to kiss James himself only has Lucanis throbbing all the more in a very confused arousal. He has not been so uncertain as to where his own needs lay since before he made bedfellows with Illario.

It took him a long time then to realize that his troublesome companion was where his heart truly belonged. Could he imagine sharing it? Sharing his beloved cousin with James Kirk too?

Have they not shared everything else with the Marcher until now? It seems natural to think so. And if it would make James happy. Smile half as pretty as Illario is trying to around his full mouth now? It's about here that Illario swallows and Lucanis goes rigid as a shudder works up his spine. No, no he's not going to get anything else done until he dashes the fire in his veins.

"Tu sarai la mia morte..." He growls out in a voice so heavy with affection and want alike. The grip in Illarioi's hair shifts, pushing him down further onto Lucanis' erection as he begins slowly rocking his hips. "Show me what you can do to me cugino."

From:

the_other_dellamorte

Illario is happy to have planted the seed- and he will tend it carefully, knowing how inclined the other half of his heart is to overthinking. Jim has been theirs since he first stepped off that little boat, given to them to look after, to mentor, to teach and protect. He's been theirs to adore, even if he was sent away for schooling, he belongs to them just as Lucanis still belongs to Illario, despite Illario's time spent in Antiva City specialising.

Specialisation that Lucanis is readily enjoying right now, filling Illario's mouth, his senses utterly, and unthinkingly getting Illario close to that place where his mind empties of everything but the cock in his mouth. But not quite there, which means there's that little room left to plan, to scheme. Lucanis will realise he wants this, if given time and the right direction. Jim might need a little more coaxing, but Illario thinks taking him to that party is a good first step. Maybe some pointed drunken gossiping about lovers, maybe some more idle touching. It won't be difficult.

Then Lucanis speaks, and Illario's eyes refocus on him, feeling the wetness gather in his eyes as the head of Lucanis' cock touches the back of his throat, and he hums happily, becoming more attentive with every roll of those strong hips, and he slides his hand forward, just to lightly caress Lucanis' balls still tucked in his clothes.

From:

smartass_captain

In the moment there is no one here but Lucanis and he wants very much to see and feel how heavy Illario is within his own trousers for this intimacy they are sharing. But he also wants relief for this molten metal surging through his veins. A possessive curl somewhere below his belly that wishes to growl into ILlario's ear that he is All for Lucanis.

That hum jolts right up his length and makes his fingers tighten.

"Good. Like that--" He urges. His breaths come out heavier, hips shifting that bit quicker with every pass. "Illario..."