2. composim prompted me with: Oliver/Percy: Happiness.
The Root of Control (NC-17; Oliver/Percy; 100 words)
They don't talk about it; that's the rule, but Percy, who usually enjoys talking, finds happiness on his knees before Oliver, sucking him—to the root.
Getting to the root took practice, control. Control of his mouth, control of his breath and throat—but Percy's never been opposed to practice. And he's learnt that silence has its reward.
Unless humming would work better.
Percy has studied cocks—not other boys' because that would be disloyal—but he's studied books, and he knows what to do.
But it can't all be book-learning, can it be? Which is why Percy is happiest, down on his knees.