Fem! Percy x Jason Todd x Roy Harper (Polyamorous)
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Getting up and grabbing the box, Percy walked out of the room. Every part of her wanted to turn around, take one last look. But she knew if she had to see that room again, the room where she fou...
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Damian didn't know what to think. Everything about this Percy’s immediate body language said she was not a threat. But he couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to her than meets the eye. While he originally assumed she lived there alone. There were traces of other people living there. Though he had to admit she made some dam good cookies. Alfred and the woman spoke in another language on occasion, speaking mostly in english. Then they stopped talking and started to look at him. He glared at them, biting another cookie.
“You like sword fighting?” Percy's voice wasn't judgemental, or questioning. Rather genuinely interested. In a weird way it unsettled him. His mother only spoke to him like he was a weapon, and the people in the manor always discussed it with disdain. He simply nodded. “Would you like to spar?” Yes, his mind screamed. But she was a civilian, he could easily lose control and kill her.
“Master Damian,” Alfred knew his concern. “Trust me, it will be fine.” Damian Nodded. He trusted Alfreds judgement. Percy led them down halfway into a room, lined along the wall were 4 lockers. Percy opened one and pulled out a change of clothes. She handed them to Damian, pointing him in the direction of where to change.
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Alfred watched as the two duelled. He knew that Percy could beat Damian. Alfred, clear-sighted and blessed by Athena, knew all of Percy's history. Well the godly side of it. He had no worries about this. Until he was. He had seen it once before. The first day Damian arrived. He was sparing when his eyes glossed over and his fighting changed, he started to go for the kill. He knew Percy could handle it. He just wasn't sure if she had the same defence mechanisms.
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Percy noticed the change almost before it happened. They both had been going to disarm. But the second his eyes got a distant look, he started to go for the kill. With a quick flip of her wrist she disarmed him and pulled him into a hug, restraining his arms. While she did not know what of his past had caused him to develop this reaction, but she knew why Alfred had brought him to her.
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Nobody knew howlong the two stayed like that, but somewhere along the line Damians came back and started to sob. Percy's grip loosened, Damian's arms wrapped around her, clinging to her frame. Alfred had long since slipped out of the room.
Damian slowly calmed down, the tears stopped yet his grip on her clothes never faulted. Percy never let him go either. Instead slowly rocking him back and forth, luring him to sleep. She had questions, but she wasn't going to ask now, not today, maybe not even this month. For right now all that mattered was that Damian reserved the love he needed. And Percy was going to give that to him. Once sure that he was asleep Percy picked him up and moved him to a spare room.
