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fringe_kinkmemeThis is a kinkmeme. You may just be familiar with the concept.
If not: explicit, adult content; read at your own risk, and keep the kids -- wherever that arbitrary line is in your jurisdiction -- out. Also, please wear your seatbelt.
RULES
1. When prompting, use the comment field to jot down character, pairing, or moresome first, then the kink(s), then any other prompt elements; after a line break, you can elaborate via words, images, or links. Like so?
2. When responding, use the subject line for the original prompt (plus your title, if you have one).
3. All kinks are welcome -- sexual, emotional, conceptual, likewise all gen, het, slash, bitextual and other fic from crack to drama.
4. Anon is encouraged but up to you.
5. Mark all spoilers, mmkay?
6. Go for it!
REMINDERS
7. With a view to some prompts: Spell Check is your BFF. Don't make Alt!Astrid cry, please?
8. A kinkmeme's more than a promptmeme. Here'seliade's non-definitive and non-exhaustive (but pretty illustrative) List of Fan-fiction Kinks, Tropes, Clichés, and Fetishes.
9. Could you -- in the subject line or the first line of the body of text -- draw attention to the fact there's rape or non-con, major character death, underage, and/or graphic violence in your response (which is the Archive Of Our Own (AO3) policy).
If not: explicit, adult content; read at your own risk, and keep the kids -- wherever that arbitrary line is in your jurisdiction -- out. Also, please wear your seatbelt.
RULES
1. When prompting, use the comment field to jot down character, pairing, or moresome first, then the kink(s), then any other prompt elements; after a line break, you can elaborate via words, images, or links. Like so?
2. When responding, use the subject line for the original prompt (plus your title, if you have one).
3. All kinks are welcome -- sexual, emotional, conceptual, likewise all gen, het, slash, bitextual and other fic from crack to drama.
4. Anon is encouraged but up to you.
5. Mark all spoilers, mmkay?
6. Go for it!
REMINDERS
7. With a view to some prompts: Spell Check is your BFF. Don't make Alt!Astrid cry, please?
8. A kinkmeme's more than a promptmeme. Here's
eliade's non-definitive and non-exhaustive (but pretty illustrative) List of Fan-fiction Kinks, Tropes, Clichés, and Fetishes.9. Could you -- in the subject line or the first line of the body of text -- draw attention to the fact there's rape or non-con, major character death, underage, and/or graphic violence in your response (which is the Archive Of Our Own (AO3) policy).
Olivia/Peter, D/s
Date: 2011-05-26 01:19 pm (UTC)She stroked the crease where his leg joined his hip and watched the muscles of his stomach tighten, his cock twitch. He was half-hard, getting harder with each question, each answer wrung from him. His breathing was steady yet, not the ragged almost-sobs she would get from him later. The muscles in his arms flexed as he pulled against the cuffs, testing their hold. The tip of his tongue darted out to lick his lips.
She brushed her fingers just below his navel. "Have I mentioned that I like this game?"
His jaw clenched. His eyes were fixed straight ahead, avoiding her for now. "Yeah, once or twice."
She scraped a finger up, over his stomach, scratching a faint line into his skin.
"Did you fuck her at the lab?"
He shook his head, opened his mouth then closed it quickly. She frowned at that.
"Tell me."
"She… we made out. Once. In the office in the back."
"Was anyone else there?"
He nodded and dropped his head, but that put her in right in his line of sight so he shifted his gaze to the side.
"Who?"
The flush on his cheeks deepened, crept down his chest. Olivia slid her hand up his chest, pinched his nipple. His hips bucked forward.
"Astrid."
She rolled his nipple between her fingers. "Not Walter?"
"He'd wandered off."
She flattened her and on his chest, felt the pounding of his heart underneath. Her thumb stroked back and forth over his nipple. He closed his eyes, lashes dark fans on his cheeks. His lips formed a thin line. Olivia stretched up and curled her hand around the back of his neck, pulled him down, parted his lips with her tongue. The angle was awkward and she felt him trembling after long minutes of exploring his mouth. When she let him go, pushed him up, his eyes were dark, lips slack and kissed red. She ran a finger over his lips, smiled when he kissed the tip and sucked it into his mouth.
She pulled her finger away and waited for his breathing to slow a little before asking her next question.
Re: Olivia/Peter, D/s
Date: 2011-05-26 06:16 pm (UTC)Re: Olivia/Peter, D/s
Date: 2011-05-26 10:18 pm (UTC)