[RPAS] Gold Poisoning

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Dedicated to mommanerd for winning tiashome's Oscar Pool ::GLOMP:: Congrats! Title: Gold Poisoning Fandom: RPAS! (for explaination/prequels, go here) Pairing: The Oscar/Various Rating: R? Disclaimer: People and objects implied therein did not necessarily partake of the activities described. Note: ::points at pic:: Oscar. ::runs off giggling:: Summary: Gold, to be strong, isn't pure. Bill had been courting him since the fall, saying sweet nothings and mouthing everything proper within reach. They've had a long history together, running hot and cold and Oscar knows that Bill doesn't want to want him. But everyone wants Oscar and he knows it and he shines with the spotlit attention. He gives himself to them that wants him, and he's not so sure about Bill anymore, who'd been flirting hither and yon with all his cousins, and his sister didn't even approve. But she did point out Johnny however, who've caught his eye along with Sean but. He looked so young (they'll have their time together, yet) and he'd never really paid attention to him and always showed up late and, dammit, but Oscar could never find him. He always disappears and he lives in France of all places and Oscar never believed in long-distance relationships. Sean, now Sean keeps on calling; Oscar remembers meeting him through his father and my how the boy has grown, with a lovely head of hair and always so loud and thrilling, it's hard not to notice him when he moves with such intensity. And in the end, Oscar left with Sean; Sean's hand curled tight at his waist as they made their way through the crowds. They curled up in the limo, Sean's fingers sliding up his golden thigh with something like awe, swept up the lines of his back to curve around his skull, slowly, and he feels lips at his neck, just lips, just resting there, and yes, this was worship. yes. But Sean's lips started to claim his way across his shoulders, and down the smooth planes of his chest and they spoke of ownership. Oscar winced inwardly, it always comes to this, and willed steel into his spine. He pushed himself against Sean and worked through his layers until his soul was laid bare, and Oscar surged forward and in before Sean knew what was happening. Sean gasped. "You are mine." Oscar stated, face blank, and Sean could only take a shaking breath in, and nod. "I belong to you for a year only," Oscar said viciously, face taut and skin gleaming, "But your heart is mine, your mind is mine, and you body is mine, when I command it." "Yes." Sean was shaking around him as Oscar sank himself deep into Sean's soul and left enough of himself there that he'll never be free, or forget. * They arrived at the first of the parties; him a bit disheveled, Oscar glowing. They met Sean's greeting, Nicole and Tom and Russell and those other's who had Oscar before too, with smiles shadowed by recognition and envy and memory and didn't meet his eyes. They looked past him, at Oscar, instead.

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Notes: The picture was pointed out by that_one_chick and is also linked to here, in case my server's being funky again. Props her and to circe_tigana for the inspiration.