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rainbowfic2012-10-04 09:18 am
sharpeningthebones) wrote in rainbowfic2012-10-04 09:18 am
Atomic tangerine, Iceberg
Name: Charley
Story: And The Devil Makes Three
Colors: Atomic Tangerine: repopulation, Iceberg: wrap up well
Supplies: Eraser
Word Count: 381
Rating: R
Warnings: Rape
Notes: I need to stop playing with Molly and Annabelle, I really do, I just....I want to pull them into one coherent story at some point, I just feel like an awful person doing it.
In out, in out...
Her eyes are closed and she's breathing hard, making all the right noises. She knows what she's supposed to do right now, knows how to act whether she wants to or not.
~
"Wrap up well, Annabelle," He tells her. "We're going outside today."
She bundles up tight, knowing that He doesn't want her to get sick. It would be sweet if He wasn't Him.
Because there has to be some reason they're going out, some motivation. She's never let out of the house with no purpose.
~
And now she knows, knows that He wanted her to let her guard down, to relax just for a little while before He had her. He likes her like that, relaxed and almost happy.
~
"Do you want to play in the snow, baby?" He asks, scooping up a bit of snow and throwing it in the air.
She considers, laughing a little and tilting her head back. She wants to but she's hesitant, unsure of what's gong to happen if she doe.
But He looks at her like it's okay, so she throws ore sow into the air and spins as it falls down.
She doesn't like the way He smiles at her as she does it.
~
"You're fucking beautiful," He whispers in her ear as he takes her clothes off. "Gorgeous."e
He's breathless and hard and she knows what he wants. She grinds up against hi, closing her eyes and already waiting for it to be over, just praying for it to end quickly.
Molly stirs in the back of her mind and Annabelle warns her off, shoos her further inside their head because she doesn't need this, doesn't need to feel this, to be around when it happens. Molly is hers to protect to keep safe and letting her near Him, at least right now That's not doing her job.
Her clothes are off and his clothes are off and she can feel him leading her towards the bed. He doesn't throw her down but he may as well have with the way she falls. He descends on top of her, kissing r hard and not caring to go for condoms or lubrication of any kind.
And it starts. In and out, in and out.....
Story: And The Devil Makes Three
Colors: Atomic Tangerine: repopulation, Iceberg: wrap up well
Supplies: Eraser
Word Count: 381
Rating: R
Warnings: Rape
Notes: I need to stop playing with Molly and Annabelle, I really do, I just....I want to pull them into one coherent story at some point, I just feel like an awful person doing it.
In out, in out...
Her eyes are closed and she's breathing hard, making all the right noises. She knows what she's supposed to do right now, knows how to act whether she wants to or not.
~
"Wrap up well, Annabelle," He tells her. "We're going outside today."
She bundles up tight, knowing that He doesn't want her to get sick. It would be sweet if He wasn't Him.
Because there has to be some reason they're going out, some motivation. She's never let out of the house with no purpose.
~
And now she knows, knows that He wanted her to let her guard down, to relax just for a little while before He had her. He likes her like that, relaxed and almost happy.
~
"Do you want to play in the snow, baby?" He asks, scooping up a bit of snow and throwing it in the air.
She considers, laughing a little and tilting her head back. She wants to but she's hesitant, unsure of what's gong to happen if she doe.
But He looks at her like it's okay, so she throws ore sow into the air and spins as it falls down.
She doesn't like the way He smiles at her as she does it.
~
"You're fucking beautiful," He whispers in her ear as he takes her clothes off. "Gorgeous."e
He's breathless and hard and she knows what he wants. She grinds up against hi, closing her eyes and already waiting for it to be over, just praying for it to end quickly.
Molly stirs in the back of her mind and Annabelle warns her off, shoos her further inside their head because she doesn't need this, doesn't need to feel this, to be around when it happens. Molly is hers to protect to keep safe and letting her near Him, at least right now That's not doing her job.
Her clothes are off and his clothes are off and she can feel him leading her towards the bed. He doesn't throw her down but he may as well have with the way she falls. He descends on top of her, kissing r hard and not caring to go for condoms or lubrication of any kind.
And it starts. In and out, in and out.....