This prompt is quite long because I’ve cursed myself. I am a little bit sorry.
So… we’ve had Beholding feeding kink at least once (and I’m strongly in favor). How might one go about eroticizing feeding people to the Lonely?
Concept: it’s been enough for Martin, going downhill from human harder and more linearly from canon here, to graze on the pain ambient around him, his and others’; it is not enough any more. He’s not unwilling at this point, he just on a very basic level doesn’t know how sacrificing someone else for his own benefit would work.
Peter takes it upon himself to help.
The specific mental image I’ve cursed myself with being Peter standing behind Martin (not quite restraint but not really something that’s going to stop unless he actually bolts), intermittently giving hints/praise when necessary/applicable, while—more and more unsubtly, as Martin gets less self-conscious or likely(/able?) to object—touching him/feeling him up, possessive to begin with and increasingly sexual as he goes. (Helps to make sure the maybe-confusing monstery sensory input gets filed as having pleasurable associations immediately, right?)
Whether this starts originally when Martin realizes what he’s missing and goes to ask Peter and is a normal amount of annoyed about it, or blows it off long enough to accidentally starve himself to the point of being almost useless and easy to manipulate, or anywhere in between those two options, is dealer’s choice really. Explicit sex can be consensual or dubcon or absent entirely. I have just doomed myself with this eldritch feeding kink and wish only to pass it on.
(On that note, if this isn’t inspiring to you but the more general case of “narrative paying a lot of attention to people feeding their gods and also maybe it’s sexualized” is your jam, I am unspeakably interested in fic recs beyond the meme, at all times.)
Bonus: So you know how a lot of Jon’s approach to feeding on people had been sort of… stopping at “enough to not feel bad” subsistence as opposed to more than that? That sounds like a good habit to make sure Martin doesn’t have a chance to develop if Peter has anything to say about it. So… him pushing Martin to keep going past his first, and then maybe taking advantage of him when he’s hit a point somewhere between ‘sated’ and ‘overwhelmed’, also?
(I do very strongly prefer this as, like… feeding/stuffing kink from a sensory perspective but without the outside-visible body changes that go with actually eating physical food; I know that’s probably weirdly picky, I’m sorry.)
Prompt: Peter/Martin, care and feeding of your nascent Lonely avatar
So… we’ve had Beholding feeding kink at least once (and I’m strongly in favor). How might one go about eroticizing feeding people to the Lonely?
Concept: it’s been enough for Martin, going downhill from human harder and more linearly from canon here, to graze on the pain ambient around him, his and others’; it is not enough any more. He’s not unwilling at this point, he just on a very basic level doesn’t know how sacrificing someone else for his own benefit would work.
Peter takes it upon himself to help.
The specific mental image I’ve cursed myself with being Peter standing behind Martin (not quite restraint but not really something that’s going to stop unless he actually bolts), intermittently giving hints/praise when necessary/applicable, while—more and more unsubtly, as Martin gets less self-conscious or likely(/able?) to object—touching him/feeling him up, possessive to begin with and increasingly sexual as he goes. (Helps to make sure the maybe-confusing monstery sensory input gets filed as having pleasurable associations immediately, right?)
Whether this starts originally when Martin realizes what he’s missing and goes to ask Peter and is a normal amount of annoyed about it, or blows it off long enough to accidentally starve himself to the point of being almost useless and easy to manipulate, or anywhere in between those two options, is dealer’s choice really. Explicit sex can be consensual or dubcon or absent entirely. I have just doomed myself with this eldritch feeding kink and wish only to pass it on.
(On that note, if this isn’t inspiring to you but the more general case of “narrative paying a lot of attention to people feeding their gods and also maybe it’s sexualized” is your jam, I am unspeakably interested in fic recs beyond the meme, at all times.)
Bonus: So you know how a lot of Jon’s approach to feeding on people had been sort of… stopping at “enough to not feel bad” subsistence as opposed to more than that? That sounds like a good habit to make sure Martin doesn’t have a chance to develop if Peter has anything to say about it. So… him pushing Martin to keep going past his first, and then maybe taking advantage of him when he’s hit a point somewhere between ‘sated’ and ‘overwhelmed’, also?
(I do very strongly prefer this as, like… feeding/stuffing kink from a sensory perspective but without the outside-visible body changes that go with actually eating physical food; I know that’s probably weirdly picky, I’m sorry.)