REASON

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beautiful child

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A/N: Andrea POV. Contains canon incest.

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He had always been beautiful...

Even in the orphanage, covered in the drabness of poverty and childhood dulled by the lack of parental warmth, he had not lacked in superficial attention. His hair was a heavy mass of gold, allowed to be worn loose and long to showcase its permanent wave. And yet no one took him in. The delicate looking child with perfect skin and downcast eyes. And yet...he was a beautiful child. Always had been.

I have shown infinite patience.

Years later, after torn clothing was replaced by elegant textiles and simmering blood was washed from his skin to reveal the porcelain colouring, he was to finally realize the reason for his beauty, the lack of affection, the why for his need to survive.

I will utilize this face, these slim hands and smooth limbs.

He was beautiful.

After-all, his mother had been a revered beauty and even now she retained her callously pretty demeanor.

His mother.

Panting, writhing, aching.

The ability to structure his face, his body to convey some kind of lust, to keep his hands caressing the swell of her breast, his mouth a wet press against her lips...there was effort involved in toying with her lush form, in keeping his teeth merely grazing rather than violently embedded. Temptation to bring his hands up, to wrap his fingers, so similar in shape to hers from closing her last breath in a choke of passion.

Yes. He had always been beautiful.

And as his mother clawed his back in orgasm, he knew there had been a reason.