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Prompt Post: The Magnus Archives #1
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1. All comments to the meme must be anonymous. Linking to fills on AO3/Tumblr/website of your choice is allowed, but comments here must still be posted anon.
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Prompt: Jon compels Martin to share his fantasies; It Goes Badly
(Anonymous) 2021-05-03 06:33 pm (UTC)(link)Jon compels Martin to disclose his sexual fantasies, but it’s the wretched version that doesn’t end in porn! Would greatly prefer this to be accidental in the sense that Jon did not expect this to be what his question drew out of Martin. It’s up to you whether he’s compelling him on purpose, though.
Martin has always kept mum about his sexuality, since he thinks Jon would find it... unpleasant. He is correct: Jon does.
Of course, Jon gets that Beholding buzz, but he’s horrified and repulsed by getting a look at this side of Martin. Martin is humiliated, violated, and even more guilty than he already was for his powerful attraction to Jon. Jon feels terrible for having done this to Martin, but also feels violated, because he didn’t want to know any of this.
DNW: a happy ending. I don’t want them to be able to fix the damage this does, although maybe they pretend they’ve fixed it.
Doesn’t really matter what Martin’s fantasies are; vanilla, kinky, whatever. The point is that he can’t stop spilling them as Jon reacts with more and more disgust.
++++ if their previous conversations about sex have been wholesome, sweet, and fundamentally dishonest on both sides
Fill: Jon compels Martin to share his fantasies; It Goes Badly
(Anonymous) 2021-05-19 11:19 pm (UTC)(link)“I’ve got the fireplace going,” Martin said.
Jon smiled as he added the milk and sugar to their tea, almost certain he’d made it right this time. “Almost ready.”
“Can I…?” Martin’s hands opened and closed as he barely restrained himself from reaching out and taking over. “Sorry, I’ll just… I’ll wait. By the fire.”
It was adorable, Jon thought to himself as he watched Martin leave before arranging the tea tray and putting the milk backing the fridge. Martin had shed the influence of The Lonely layer by layer, painstakingly over the past few weeks, and it was a delight to see him starting to take charge again. Soon enough, he’d be muscling Jon out of the kitchen and telling him to go find something else to while Martin took care of him. But, until then, Jon got to take care of Martin.
It had been touch and go, at first. Martin had faded more than a few times, when Jon got distracted and stopped talking to him or touching him. It had taken some coaxing for Jon to get Martin to admit what he needed, the constant touches and gentle kisses that grounded him. The relief that washed over both of them when they realized that Jon’s hand under Martin’s shirt, over his heart, was enough to pull him back from his cold dreams of isolation. Jon could still remember the joy he felt the first time he’d woken up to Martin’s erection poking into his thigh. He’d kissed Martin awake and they’d both basked in how very present Martin was, and Jon had held him while Martin buried his face in Jon’s neck and quietly jerked off.
They were good. Jon loved touching and kissing Martin and didn’t mind overly much being present while Martin got himself off. Martin was a little over the top with his gratitude, murmuring into Jon’s throat that this was a dream come true for him, and thanking Jon for everything, but Jon couldn’t have asked for better proof that Martin was happy too.
The smile Martin gave him as Jon set down the tray was proof as well, and Jon couldn’t resist kissing it. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” Martin said, opening his arms and letting Jon settled against him as the fire roared. He took a sip of the tea and sighed happily. “Very good.”
“Did I oversteep it?”
“Just a little. But the milk takes most of that edge off. I think the water’s heavier up here? It makes a difference.”
Jon sighed and drank his own tea. He could taste it, now that Martin had pointed it out. “Alright. I’ll shave off fifteen seconds next time.”
Martin smiled kissed his neck and Jon felt safe and happy. “Hmm… Martin? Remember what we talked about last night? About my… hands?”
“Oh, god, Jon!” Martin laughed. “No, that was just… Look, you have gorgeous hands and I was in a weird mood. It’s absolutely fine that you don’t want to… to, you know…”
“Let you suck on my fingers while you come?” Jon said, and Martin blushed a lovely red, made all the more beautiful by the firelight. Jon loved him. “It just took me off guard. I think I’d be okay to try?” He ignored the way his stomach lurched in disgust at the thought of wet, slobbery fingers. This was for Martin. He hadn’t been comfortable watching Martin orgasm either, and that had gotten better, hadn’t it? “I mean, since I can’t bring myself to actually…”
“It’s fine,” Martin interrupted. “I shouldn’t have asked. I know you don’t do stuff like that. I just get stupid around you sometimes. I love what we have.”
Between the warmth of the fire and the comfort of Martin’s embrace, Jon felt himself relaxing. “Do you?” The tingle of power went unnoticed.
“Yeah, of course,” Martin said. “I love you. I love that I get to be with you.”
“But if you could change something,” Jon said, compulsion curling lazily around every word. “If you could have something more, what would it be?”
“Well, I’d like to actually fuck you,” Martin said. “Or have you fuck me, I’m not picky.” He laughed. “Actually, I am, kinda. I have so many fantasies, and desires, and we get close to them sometimes, but never…” He placed his teacup down and wrapped his arms around Jon. “I’ve watched you sleep, when you’re in someone else’s dream, and I’ve thought about taking what I want from you then. You’d never even know, after all, and I’d clean up afterwards.”
Jon frowned. That was… “Martin…” Jon tried to pull away. Martin held him tight.
“Your mouth would be easiest, I think. It’s usually open a little, and sometimes you moan softly and… and I know it’s because you’re visiting someone’s terror, but it sounds so fucking hot. I could just hold your jaw open and press past those pretty lips and fuck your face until I came. Then I’d lick you clean, kiss you properly like you never let me kiss you when we’re awake, so that you’d wake up with just the faintest aftertaste and no idea why.”
Jon twisted and pulled away, his heart racing with fear and something close to loathing. Martin, however, wasn’t smirking or smiling. He looked just as horrified as Jon felt, but he kept talking.
“Sometimes I’m more ambitious, and I think about turning you onto your side and fucking your arse. We don’t have lube, but I’d grab some kind of oil from the pantry. Yeah, it’d leave signs, but I figure you’d have no idea why the bedsheets were all greasy and I might be able to do the laundry without you figuring it out.”
“So you want to molest me in my sleep?” Jon demanded
“Oh god, yes. Every night. I’ve actually touched you a few times, your hip or thigh, and thought about how easy it would be to pretend to be asleep and just slide my hand up and finally fucking touch you. Or use my mouth, you have such a nice dick, it’s such a waste not to taste it. And I bet you’d make the best sounds, even in your sleep, and if you woke up and grabbed my hair, it would be even better.”
Jon wanted to tell Martin to stop, but the flow of humiliating information fed something that hadn’t eaten since Peter Lukas. “I can’t believe you…”
“It’s not just in your sleep, you know,” Martin said. “When we’re all cuddled up like this, when you’re so soft and sweet against me, I think about what it would be like if you just started moving against me. Just little squirmy movements, pressing your arse into my crotch, getting me all worked up. Maybe you’d be disappointed in me for reacting like a normal human, but maybe you’d admit it was your fault and take some responsibility, keep moving until you got me off, let me grab your hips and position you just right.” Martin swallowed. “Jon, please…”
“That’s not all, is it?” Jon asked, instead of taking pity on Martin and releasing him.
“No,” Martin said. “You’re so small. So light and delicate. I could bend you over anything in this house and have you. There isn’t a single stable thing here that I haven’t imagined fucking you against. Some less than stable things, too. And you like it! Everything I do to you drives you crazy! After I come, I get you off and you moan my name and then you kiss me and you tell me you love me and…” Martin’s voice broke on a sob, and Jon shook himself out of his reverie.
“Martin, stop,” Jon said softly, and watched as Martin curled away from him, his body shaking.
Jon felt… satisfied. Filled with knowledge he hadn’t had. Knowledge he hadn’t wanted. Knowledge that shook him to his core and revolted him.
Beholding had fed well, with two victims.
Jon opened his mouth to ask how long Martin had felt this way, so unfulfilled and so viciously desirous. He could feel the urge to uncover more secrets and shut his mouth, not trusting himself.
And, for the first time since his bout of paranoia, not trusting Martin.
The best thing to do was leave, probably. He hesitated at the loud gasping sob from Martin as he turned away, but there was nothing he could do here except make things worse. He went to the bedroom and closed the door. Then he pulled the desk over and barricaded it. Then he went to sleep.
He didn’t sleep well. He assumed Martin hadn’t either.
In the light of day, Jon considered what to do next. He wasn’t going to… obviously he couldn’t… He remembered waking up to the sensation of Martin pressed against his back, one of Martin’s hands resting just above his knee and feeling safe and warm and loved. He remembered closing his eyes tightly enough to create a roaring sound in his ears so he couldn’t hear Martin panting as he jerked himself off in Jon’s embrace, careful, Jon had thought, not to touch Jon in any way. He remembered Martin drifting off while looking at a random corner of the house, smiling reflexively when Jon caught his attention. How many of those memories were now tainted with the knowledge that Martin’s restraint was the only thing stopping him from…
Jon shook his head. They were all each other had. They were in this together, no matter what.
He pushed the desk aside and crept downstairs, feeling like he was the one sneaking around. Martin was still on the couch, but sitting up and staring into the dead fireplace.
“Martin,” Jon said, and Martin didn’t startle, didn’t turn around. “I’m sorry. For last night. I shouldn’t have… I didn’t mean to compel you. I should have stopped it sooner, rather than making it worse.”
“You’re sorry?” Martin said, and finally turned around. His face was still blotchy from crying, and it looked like he hadn’t gotten a wink of sleep. “I said all those horrible things…”
Ah, good. So they were both willing to take the blame and move past this. “It’s fine. It… it’s normal, right? To, to want someone like that.” As if their thoughts and feelings didn’t matter.
“I guess? I know you don’t want me like that, I mean…” Martin stood up and gestured at himself. “I know no one would, I get that. It’s fine. And I would never, I mean, I think about it, yeah, but I’d never actually…”
“Right,” Jon said. He knew that. He did. “Right, so… so nothing’s changed, really.”
“Yeah,” Martin said. “Nothing’s changed.”
Jon slept on the couch that night, alternating with Martin. It was only fair. He nearly jumped out of his skin the first time Martin touched his shoulder to get his attention. Over dinner one night, Martin tentatively suggested that maybe, if he let The Lonely back in, just a little, he could go back to not wanting Jon again. The fight they had that night very nearly had Jon looking into returning to London.
They settled into a sort of truce. They didn’t touch and spoke as little as possible. Martin still went to town to shop and Jon still cooked, but they rarely ate meals together.
Then Jon read a statement from Jonah Magnus, one that ended the world, one that forced Jon to end the world. One that said, blatantly, that the only reason Jon could end the world was because he’d gone into The Lonely after Martin.
They travelled to London, attempting to fix this, and all Jon felt whenever he looked at Martin was deep, bitter, regret.
Re: Fill: Jon compels Martin to share his fantasies; It Goes Badly
(Anonymous) 2021-05-20 02:49 am (UTC)(link)Well done!
Re: Fill: Jon compels Martin to share his fantasies; It Goes Badly
(Anonymous) 2021-05-20 04:25 pm (UTC)(link)They just weren't compatible, and likely could have lived their lie for ages if it hadn't come out the way it had. Which would also have sucked. I agree that they need some time to re-evaluate their relationship, but, you know, world-ending apocalypses wait for no man.
Re: Fill: Jon compels Martin to share his fantasies; It Goes Badly
(Anonymous) 2021-05-27 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)Makes me think (without assuming it's what OP or author intended, just, meta about the fill) that in this version of events, if Martin still got sucked into the first lonely domain they came across, then he probably wouldn't have been able to pull himself out, with such a broken connection between them, and Jon would've only spent a token amount of time looking for him before giving up? So Jon would end up travelling most of the way alone, even more convinced by that newest failure that any time he'd tried to help anyone it'd been worse than useless. And then he'd still have taken Jonah's place in despair, and if anyone stopped him it'd probably have been Georgie and Melanie enacting Annabelle's plan and not hanging around after stabbing him. If Martin was released from a lonely domain after that sort of end to the apocalypse, then he'd have eventually gotten a fresh start, of a sort?
Re: Fill: Jon compels Martin to share his fantasies; It Goes Badly
(Anonymous) 2021-05-27 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)The only thing worse would be Jon looking on while Not-Sasha destroys Martin before he does anything about her, but I don't think even this Jon is that far gone.I don't think Jon would even bother to search Georgie and Melanie out - he'd just give up somewhere between losing Martin and killing Helen and settle in to his destined role.Annabelle is pissed and, likely, directs her attention elsewhere (probably Georgie and Melanie, mayyybe Martin) and Jon gets to be the big bad rather than Jonah. If Martin's involved in the stab-Jon plan, he's probably mostly relieved that it's over, with the added trauma of murdering the man he used to love.
It's great! Even without Jon explicitly stating it ("You are my reason") their relationship is so central to season 5 that I can't imagine going any way but absolutely awfully after a schism like this.
Re: Fill: Jon compels Martin to share his fantasies; It Goes Badly
(Anonymous) 2021-06-12 03:07 am (UTC)(link)"Over dinner one night, Martin tentatively suggested that maybe, if he let The Lonely back in, just a little, he could go back to not wanting Jon again. The fight they had that night very nearly had Jon looking into returning to London."
This bit killed me. I'm almost tempted to expand it into a Martin POV scene...
Re: Fill: Jon compels Martin to share his fantasies; It Goes Badly
(Anonymous) 2021-06-12 05:44 pm (UTC)(link)