10-02-2018, 07:31 AM
(Definitely! Sorry my posts are spaced out, been busy with family matters lately!)
Percy was a virgin by choice, for the most part. He’d dated before, he’d brought girls home to his parents to meet and, usually, all would tend to go well. The unfortunate cycle he’d been caught in for awhile of seeing a girl and then dropping her all cane down to their physically intimacy. Percy had never felt particularly comfortable going the entire way because, at least embarrassing to him, he was technically a hermaphrodite, sporting much more working female anatomy than male. Thus, he’d decided to always skirt around that issue lest it came up. While he’d always hoped he’d get over it or it wouldn’t necessarily be a problem, that point had yet to come — and that certainly didn’t change for this demon either. Still, if it meant he could save his mother... did he really have a choice?
For a brief moment of intimacy, he could save his mother and the ultimate grief of his family from coming. It wasn’t preferable, but if it was all the other would take, then he supposed he could suck it up and work past his fears.
He took in a slow breath, looking away for a second as though he were pondering the decision he had to make. When he finally spoke, he sounded none too pleased, but he’d at least given the man a confirmation. “Fine... fine, let’s just... we get this over with and then you’ll heal her?” His mother would absolutely kill him if she knew what he was doing.
Percy was a virgin by choice, for the most part. He’d dated before, he’d brought girls home to his parents to meet and, usually, all would tend to go well. The unfortunate cycle he’d been caught in for awhile of seeing a girl and then dropping her all cane down to their physically intimacy. Percy had never felt particularly comfortable going the entire way because, at least embarrassing to him, he was technically a hermaphrodite, sporting much more working female anatomy than male. Thus, he’d decided to always skirt around that issue lest it came up. While he’d always hoped he’d get over it or it wouldn’t necessarily be a problem, that point had yet to come — and that certainly didn’t change for this demon either. Still, if it meant he could save his mother... did he really have a choice?
For a brief moment of intimacy, he could save his mother and the ultimate grief of his family from coming. It wasn’t preferable, but if it was all the other would take, then he supposed he could suck it up and work past his fears.
He took in a slow breath, looking away for a second as though he were pondering the decision he had to make. When he finally spoke, he sounded none too pleased, but he’d at least given the man a confirmation. “Fine... fine, let’s just... we get this over with and then you’ll heal her?” His mother would absolutely kill him if she knew what he was doing.