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Fucking Avalon.
Just as Daken was getting comfortable with the idea of never having to stare death in the face again (he almost considered swimming last week), he’s the one ordered to charge in here and interview that asshole. If there’s one way to ask for real death as a Krakoan, it’s 1) popping into the Otherworld and 2) inadvertently getting a bad start with a reality-bending omega mutant -- a mad one, but they all are.
Oh Daken, you’re so charming, they told him. Oh, you can use your pheromones, they told him. Bullshit. He’s still got that infinite amount of dirty laundry in his past that makes him disposable.
He thought he’d, y’know, at least get the pleasure of doing something Avalonian first, like breaking a horse’s legs or deflowering a fine young maiden, or whatever the fuck they do here. No. To his displeasure, the gate goes straight to the mad king’s court.
“You dare touch me and I’ll --” he stops, in the midst of waving his fist irritably at an approaching guard, and turns towards the throne with a tight grin. “Your majesty. I’m here on behalf of X-Factor. Spare some time.”
panty theft cont. here @madmanipulation
Ororo watched the whole thing transpire before her, the young woman returning her lingerie to the king as he hastily attempted to hide them, mentally making note of her saying that Ororo’s panties didn’t fit before noticing that the maiden’s behind was more on the... less voluptuous side.
Beyond baffled, Ororo asked, “Did you at least wash them before handing them off?”
“Nah, he is just passive.”
"Kick out any bedmates. I'm sleeping in here tonight. Someone needs to protect my arse from anal training with Sinister. No, I can't just say no. I get my cock sucked when I do it."
Shaw laughed. He did that a LOT with Jamie. “Lovely. Very well---Lisa, scoot over. Or vacate entirely. Jamie, just don’t bother me, I have work in the morning.” Lisa did NOT look happy, but seeing as she had done her job and been paid, did as was demanded.
you want what?
cont. from x @madmanipulation
“A queen,” Ororo answered, practically avoiding any hints Jaime was dropping. “That’s who.”
I mustache you a question
con. from x @madmanipulation
“No, it’s not,” Ororo flatly retorted, calling his bluff.
"Want to go rate the tits around and take the best pair back to your room? Yours, I mean. Yours always win."
“Why, that seems almost unfair to the other contestants. Maybe we should rate asses instead. I’m a breast man first and foremost myself but that doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate a good view from behind as well. Particularly since I see so many people from the back in bed anyway.”