What's in a Knight? by justplainlovely Summary: Pillow prince Maximus gets the love and attention he so desperately wants. Even if he's way in over his head... Work text (1/2): It all started with a blue cap. Then five. Then ten. Twenty. Fifty. Who knew the rumors were true? Wealth was a drug and his companions were higher than fiends. The Ghoul was expected. However, he didn't expect Lucy would catch the bug, too. She was all about the good they could do with the money, of course. Excited at the thought of helping those less fortune, rebuilding society in the image of the old world. She smiled considering how well fed they'd all be, how much medicine they could hang on to, not to mention the stockpile of armor and yet another cold fusion diode. He was
convinced it would follow him forever. Blue and cool to the touch. Everything that paid off for him came wrapped in blue packaging. The caps, the diode, Lucy, and, now that he knew him better, the Ghoul. Underneath his rags and dirt there was blue. It was right he was the only one in red. Temptation, passion, and the warning of what both would end in. No one cared for modesty anymore. It was a waste of time when people were fighting for their basic needs. The only way the Brotherhood was able to instill that modesty in every initiate from the lustiest libertine to the cautiously curious was precisely because of its structure. They had what they needed and nothing more, so it wasn't given a second thought. That wasn't to mention the stricter scribes who insisted on purity above anything else. So when skin was all any of them were aware of, Maximus was out of his element.
enjoy a smutty, little #ghoulcymax ficlet
ao3: archiveofourown.org/works/80423426
