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Lucrezia sees Cesare after a long time while they're in a party hosted by Alfonso. Lucrezia simply wants to talk to her brother, but Charlotte has other plans.
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Cesare fucks Charlotte while thinking about Lucrezia and Lucrezia watches.
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20 Feb 2026
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Golden and resplendent, Lucrezia is spilled like sunlight across her bed. The radiance of high noon, all rosy cheek and supple curve. A made-mockery of the tasteless ostentation which ornaments her chambers.
Cesare has dreamt of this sight more times than can be considered decent. What comes after, too: his skin against her skin; his mouth pressed against the curve of her neck; his lecherous want, taken, sated.
But he has never let himself imagine it past lauds—never let his thoughts linger into prime, nor his mind drift. She is his greatest love, but she is his sister foremost. To be taken care of and protected.
Even if that is against himself.
He turns away, back towards the empty corridor. He cannot recall why he knocked upon her door to begin with.
"God—"
As in his dreams, she answers him: "Come closer, brother."
And unable to deny her anything, no matter that he ought, Cesare turns back.
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or: if cesare and lucrezia weren't interrupted after she called him in to see her wedding gown.
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19 Feb 2026
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Without expectation, she says unto His silence: “I will never wash this blood away."
“Then I must," comes the reply, and Lucrezia stares not up towards God but into Cesare.
Her brother is here now, and he will take care of her. His hands are on her skin, cupping her face, grazing her throat. He lifts a sodden rag to her cheek, pink through with the water-thin wine of her husband’s blood. Though the muslin scrapes against her skin, she is insensate.
"You will be naked," he murmurs, his words fluttering her lashes shut, "and clean and bloodless again."
If only, she thinks. If only.
Low and graveled against her ear: "And mine."
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or: lucrezia is made naked and clean and bloodless again—and his.
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19 Feb 2026
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He would be lying if he said he wasn't tempted. Because he has known Mike for a grand total of twenty minutes and already knows that Mike would work hard, could excel if given the chance. And more than that, he likes this kid, his bravado and cheek, the way he can give back as good as he gets. And Harvey only expected to find someone he could tolerate; he never anticipated finding someone he actually liked.
But he can't do it. There are bigger things at play here. He would be betraying Jessica - she’s done so much for him, more than he could ever enumerate, and hiring someone with no degree is not a fine way to repay her. So as much as he wants to go back, to say, "You're hired, you start on Monday," he can't. He won't. Instead he says, "The coast is clear." [AU in which Harvey doesn't hire Mike in the pilot episode.]Bookmarked by callmeRuth
04 Oct 2025
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Mike and Harvey go to LA on business and end up drinking at a bar in the Regent Beverly Wilshire. And then chaos.
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04 Oct 2025