![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
CLOSED FOR PROMPTS,
BUT OPEN FOR FILLS
HELPFUL TIPS
BUT OPEN FOR FILLS
HELPFUL TIPS
>Please post your prompts with the paired characters and any notable kinks/trigger warnings in the title.
>When posting prompts, always remember to add kinks you're both looking for and wanting to avoid in a potential fill.
>When filling, please remember to add your story tags: characters, relationship types, kinks, series and universe (ie: skyrim)
>Our character limit here at LJ is 4300.
>If you have any other questions about posting, visit the HOW TO KINK MEME THREAD, under the Page Summary on your left.
>When posting prompts, always remember to add kinks you're both looking for and wanting to avoid in a potential fill.
>When filling, please remember to add your story tags: characters, relationship types, kinks, series and universe (ie: skyrim)
>Our character limit here at LJ is 4300.
>If you have any other questions about posting, visit the HOW TO KINK MEME THREAD, under the Page Summary on your left.
Dying Is Highly Overrated. Part 4.
Date: 2013-11-19 03:33 am (UTC)"Seriously? Your band attacks me unprovoked and you expect mercy? Tell me, little bandit, what would your band have done had you been victorious?"
"We would have taken your valuables and left your corpse to rot. The woman would be kept for as long as she performed"
The warrior grinned and looked at his partner.
"Hear that, Aela, the little bandit says her friends were going to rape you."
"Maybe she wouldn't be the only one getting raped." Fiora growled. She was getting very sick of being called "little".
The warrior threw back his head and laughed.
"One minute you attack, the next you yield and then you threaten? You have trouble making up mind, don't you? But you are strong and spirited......"
Aela stepped forward, her eyes half closed and her face turned towards Fiora.
"She stinks of blood and fear. And more suppressed lust then I thought possible"
Fiora blushed as her captor examined her with a thoughtful frown.
"Tell me, little bandit, why do you hope i will spare you? What have you done to make up for your crimes? What are you [i]willing[/i] to do to?"
Fiora looked down in shame. She couldn't meet his eyes, not while she said it.
"Anything" she whispered. Hesitating for just a moment, she opened her mouth again and in a much stronger voice said
"Everything".