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Was there a safe word in Fifty Shades of Grey?

posted 45 minutes ago with 2 notes
#ooc

theoneandonlyoriginalhybrid:

"Information," came the simple response, as he resumed his pacing, circling the woman at a languid pace.  "Honesty," he continued, before pausing in his steps, "among other things."  The hybrid exhaled a breathy chuckle, the faint spark of amusement in his gaze dying out as quickly as it had appeared.

His lip twitched upwards in the beginnings of a displeased scowl at her answer — the wrong answer — and within the space of a single heartbeat, his hand had found its way to her throat, fingers squeezing just slightly, as he forced her back, pinning her against the wall.  ”Well, now,” he murmured, a dark edge underlying his otherwise light tone, “that’s unfortunate for you, now, isn’t it, love?”

Perhaps his paranoia was unfounded, but he would rather err on the side of caution; it had always served him well in the past, kept him alive.  ”You see — if you don’t know why you’ve been left here, and certainly don’t know…it would seem to me that you’re meant to serve as a distraction.”  His grip tightened further, to the point where it would begin to be a struggle to draw breath — though not impossible.  ”And if that’s the case…then there’s hardly any reason to keep you alive, is there?”

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"Take the blindfold off." She was just reaching up to try and take it off herself when she felt his hand around her throat, slamming her against what she presumed to be a wall. "What are you doing?"

His grip tightened around her neck and she had to gasp a bit to be able to breathe, reaching up her bound hands to wrap them around his wrist. “What are you doing?” She asked again. “I don’t know what I’m supposed to serve as!” She tried to pull away from him.

"No, no, no. I don’t even know why I’m here! Just let me go and definitely don’t kill me.”

theburntsouffle inquired:

“How many fingers can you see?” (I NEED THIS)

faceofeleven:

faceofeleven:

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"T-two…or three," he said, squinting at her hand. "Or possibly six. Blimey, maybe I should get glasses."

Or maybe he should work harder at staying out of trouble.

He smiled warmly and an arm wrapped around her waist. “Well, if I need to stay up all night, then I’ll most certainly remember it,” he said.

He held the cloth to his injury and let Lilith go. “Yeah, do whatever you have to do,” he said. “It’s not like I’m gonna stop you. I can take a little pain. You’ve bitten me enough times to build up my pain tolerance.”

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"You are a bloody pervert when you’re injured." She gave him a gentle kiss, squirting some soap on a wet cloth. "Now, if it hurts, just let me know and I’ll tell you to get over it."

She grabbed his wrist and yanked his hand down, scrubbing the soap into his wound.

CAIT ARE U OK

IDK APPARENTLY I WAS BEING MURDERED AT 2 AM BUT IT DIDN’T HURT

posted 4 hours ago with 1 note
#chinsandcustard #ooc

Things that happen when you’re exhausted and then you wake up in the middle of the night:

[2:41:02 AM] Caitlin: aayesaWHAT
[2:41:09 AM] Caitlin: IT’S NOT RYER HURS
[2:41:20 AM] яσωαη: WHAT
[2:41:46 AM] Caitlin: IT IST NOT MURDER TAT HURTS
[2:42:01 AM] яσωαη: UH CAIT
[2:42:04 AM] яσωαη: ARE YOU HIGH
[2:43:25 AM] яσωαη: CAIT

posted 4 hours ago with 1 note
#ooc

theoneandonlyoriginalhybrid:

Gaze drifting to her wrists as she struggled against her binds, the hybrid allowed himself a slight smirk.  He stepped closer still, skimming his fingers down her neck lightly, contemplating his next move.  Curiosity was the driving force behind his actions…but they were also tempered with caution.  A thousand years of treachery and being hunted had made him wary — perpetually prepared to foil whatever plot was being enacted against him next.  She was human, though, and so, there seemed to be little harm in granting her request, at least in part.

In a swift motion, he tore away the cloth being used as an impromptu gag, the cotton tearing easily beneath his grip.  ”There we are, love,” he offered, giving the woman a predatory smile, despite her inability to see the expression.  ”Give me what I want, and I’m much more likely to return the favor.”

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    “What are you doing here?”

She gave a soft yelp as the gag was torn away, licking her lips. “And what do you want?” She was a bit miffed that she still couldn’t see, but imagined she could get through whatever he wanted to get him to take it off.

"I don’t know. It’s not like I planned to be all tied up, gagged, and blindfolded like this. And naked, as I can feel." She sighed. "I’m just here, I guess."

theoneandonlyoriginalhybrid:

theburntsouffle:

The first person to put “ƒ” in my ask box owns my muse naked, with their hands tied in front of them, gagged, blindfolded and collared for 48 hours.

Lilith couldn’t see or move much, but she could certainly hear that someone was near her. She mumbled against the gag, trying to break free from whatever was binding her. “Who’s there?”

"Easy, now, love," the hybrid murmured, slowing his steps as he looked at the woman before him appraisingly.  She was beautiful, that much was undeniable…but interested though he was in that, what was far more interesting to him was just how she had managed to get herself into her current predicament.  Reaching out, he tilted her chin up, gently but firmly with a finger, cocking his head to the side as he considered.  

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    “Now…what am I meant to do with you, I wonder?”

She flinched slightly as he tilted her chin before relaxing, still twisting her wrists in their binds. “I would appreciate being able to see and speak, so that’s what you could do with me. Take these off.” She bit down on the gag, annoyed with the way it muffled her words.

The first person to put “ƒ” in my ask box owns my muse naked, with their hands tied in front of them, gagged, blindfolded and collared for 48 hours.

Lilith couldn’t see or move much, but she could certainly hear that someone was near her. She mumbled against the gag, trying to break free from whatever was binding her. “Who’s there?”

posted 13 hours ago with 2 notes
#theoneandonlyoriginalhybrid #message

The first person to put “ƒ” in my ask box owns my muse naked, with their hands tied in front of them, gagged, blindolded and collared for 48 hours.

shatteredspaceman:

 

(Source: temperedagression)

but does anyone want to hurt lilith