Oct 3, 2014
Legends of The SCO Series: the great @mikiorose #ears1 applying his craft...
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Legends of The SCO Series: the great @mikiorose #ears1 applying his craft...
EARS1 and the rest of the regime putting up a mural on 6th and Market.
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photo cred: Iwata san.
Ears.
littleplotfreak + somecriminalsmarrysharpshooters :: Ears.
littleplotfreak asked: [She leans down and brushes her lips over his ear while stroking his face gently. Incredible that he just lets her take over control. Her gloved fingers caress his skin, especially his lips. She wants to hear him purr again, she wants to hear him beg for more in order to beat him.]
[ He lets out a breath that catches in his throat as her fingers drag across the skin of his lips. He reaches out with his teeth, eager to bite down on the soft material covering her skin. His teeth find purchase but already he knows that it was the wrong thing to do. ]
Ears.
littleplotfreak + somecriminalsmarrysharpshooters :: Ears.
littleplotfreak asked: As far as I can see it, you are not the one in control. By the way, I am here to distract you, not to beat you, what would be easy. You don´t want to get beaten by me, do you? So how about you just let me stroke you? [She runs her free hand over his cheek and notices how he leans into the touch, probably unknowingly.] You like it.
[ A small purr escapes his throat as her fingers brush his skin. It’s hard not to lean into the touch. He realises that he is letting every guard down but he can’t bring himself to care too much. ] Beat me if you wish… as you say, you are in control. [ He nuzzles into her hand slightly. The movement is almost unnoticable, but it happens and she picks up on it easily. ]
[It´s almost annoying to see how much he tries to take care of his appearance and his suit. As soon as he lets go of her wrist again, her right fist hits his jaw. Using the moment, she pushes him off her and positions herself on top of him with a knee on his crotch as a warning. Her eyes are fixed on his, a hand plays with his fake ears again.] Is it a game of power now?
It's always been a game of power, dear. [ There's an edge to his voice that even he doesn't recognise. The cold certainty in her movements, the way her eyes seemed to sparkle with some kind of mischief. He reached up, taking her leather clad fingers in his hands again. ] So, who holds the power here? And how are they going to use it?
[His sudden roughness surprises her slightly and she winces when she hits the ground. Now he´s hovering over her, and God, she loves it. But it´s not the right time to admit it. When he leans down to her, she can´t help herself but take in a shaky, excited breath. Her gloved fingers play with his fake ears.] They suit you. You look adorable.
[ He grabbed her wrist, pulling it down and pinning it above her head on the floor. ] You only get to touch them if you take control. So take control. [ He lifted his hands away, smirking down at her and fingering the hem of his jacket. ]
[She slips a hand into the pocket of his suit, taking out some fluffy ears] Now, isn´t that cute? I knew you´d bring them. Don´t move, kitten. [She lets him go to put the ears on his head, wondering if he will play along or show her his wild side.]
[ He pauses, waiting as the plastic slips behind his ears before twisting and throwing her to the floor. He pulls his suit jacket straight again as he kneels over her, reaching up to stroke the soft material of the ears now perched on his head. His voice was silky soft as he spoke in her ear. ] What do you think, dear? Do they suit me, or do I need a tail?
[A kick at the back of his knee sends him down. She gets down on one knee behind him, wrapping an arm around his throat and letting her gloved fingers of her free hand roam over his cheek. Her voice is almost a whisper] And I suggest you put your ears on, before I decide you are not worth /my/ time.
[ Being on his knees before someone else is a new experience and he finds himself fighting back, struggling against her grip around his neck. At the same time he found himself sinking into the touch of leather on his skin. ] They're in my pocket. [ He sounded breathless, likely with anticipation of what was to come. ]