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12 September 2009 @ 03:56 pm
(Team X-verse) In The Brig Again... (For Emma)  
*It had been weeks since Victor had been locked in the brig as a punishment for attacking Wade, but his thoughts had been returning there more and more lately for an entirely different reason. Emma. The ideas they'd shared about the things they could do in there, the mental images they'd exchanged; and now, finally, they could put those ideas into motion. Emma had managed to get the key from Stryker, Victor wasn't entirely sure how. Either it had involved some subtle telepathy, or perhaps she'd used her telekinesis to take it. He didn't really care how, all that mattered was that it was in their possession for now, and the brig was theirs to do with what they would.

Just over half an hour ago, she'd led him into the small concrete bunker and allowed him to chain her, an eager growl in his throat as he'd clapped the manacles about her wrists, the mere sight of her being restrained like that exciting him more than he could have imagined. Grinning, he'd left her there for a while and wandered off, partly as revenge for teasing him when he'd been locked up, and partly because the anticipation was pleasing enough. But now he'd returned, ready to take the pleasure he'd been looking forward to for so long.

Stepping inside the brig, the keys in his possession, he closed the door to the cell behind him and marched over to where Emma sat chained upon the floor, a wicked smile on his face.*

Miss me, Princess?
Current Location: team x-verse
Current Mood: excitedexcited
Victor Creed: Nigeria Grinwatch_the_nails on September 13th, 2009 02:08 am (UTC)
*He was on the edge now, so close to his climax, his fingers clutching shakily at her scalp as ecstatic shudders wracked his entire body; he was sorely tempted to release inside her mouth, spend himself down her throat, but the urge to make a mess of that perfect, special body was just too much. He pulled away from her with a groan, his cock slipping from between her lips as he let go of his hold on her hair, his hands going to his length as he began to reach his peak; moaning, panting, he spent himself over her chest, the warm, sticky mess spattering over the material of her top, some of it clinging to the bare skin of her neck and shoulders.*
Emma Frost: emma :: deviousicecoldwit on September 13th, 2009 02:22 am (UTC)
*She knew just why he loved messing her like that; marking her skin even if she did wash it off not soon after. His own way of brining her down to the level of flawed perfection.

Even as he stroked himself to release, defiling her chest and clothes and leaving his very own brand on her skin and scenting her, she moaning and tried to press herself towards him.

She was achingly aroused, his own pleasure having been seeping into her mind along with her own desire and lust spurning on her needs. She tugged at the chains yet again, licking her lips and looking up at him from under hooded eyes.*
Victor Creed: Smugwatch_the_nails on September 13th, 2009 02:30 am (UTC)
*He purred as he gazed at her, the last waves of his arousal leaving him as he staggered back a pace or two, momentarily set off-balance by the intensity of his orgasm. He could tell she was in a high state of arousal, smelling the scent of her body, recognising the hungry look in her eyes for what it was.*

I guess you think it's your turn now.

*His voice was heavy and breathless, his words tinged with a sneering hint of contempt; they weren't playing specific roles here, but he was adapting the tone of the snarling, hateful bastard-in-charge, slipping all too easily into treating her with sarcasm and disdain. Wiping his hands on his trousers he came to stand over her, his cruel side coming to the fore, nudging her hard in the side with his foot, so much so that it was almost a kick; hopefully it wouldn't be hard enough to leave a large bruise, though, or he could be in trouble. It was a firm enough nudge that she could have been sent sprawling into the dirt.*

((OOC: Post edited as very tired when writing it. Better now.))

Edited at 2009-09-13 09:41 am (UTC)