Sep 28, 2015
"Was the kiss with Bobby really /just/ to seal the deal?" [Also, hello there, I adore your blog, bye.]
“Mmm... well, yes. And no. I was curious what it’d be like. It lasted longer than I thought. And he really did use tongue.”
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"Was the kiss with Bobby really /just/ to seal the deal?" [Also, hello there, I adore your blog, bye.]
“Mmm... well, yes. And no. I was curious what it’d be like. It lasted longer than I thought. And he really did use tongue.”
“Get out of my face.“
“Oooh, someone’s touchy.” Crowley scoffed, but stepped back anyhow.
-Len starts throwing tribbles at John- -and food as well for hot tribble lovemaking-
And suddenly...
TRIBBLES.
Not just any tribbles, either. Horny tribbles. John's never seen so much love in one room in his entire life. Cooing, purring, doing weird little shaking, John's confused as fuck.
He also might be terrified to touch any of the tribbles for fear they might do things to him when he's not looking.
One tribble is no big deal, but when they start multiplying, he's slowly avoiding them as much as he can.
"LEONARD!!!!!!!"
"What have they done to you...?"
Leonard's voice was a balm that soothed the worst of his frayed nerves. Which meant one simple thing: Trap. They were waiting, just as they'd been when they sent the images of one of his lovers that had perished. He didn't ask how they got into his head, that much was a foregone conclusion.
They had a telepath somewhere, doing their bidding.
So bringing in Leonard was just another ruse.
He sighed, eyes shut and shook his head. "It's not really you." His voice was wrecked and everything hurt. The blood that matted his hair and stuck to his body pulled at the flesh and made him wince. "It's them. I know that now. You're not here and I have nothing to say."
It was probably more than he should have admitted, because it meant they'd use it against him and torture him further. He wondered if he'd lose a limb this time. Maybe fingers and toes? Who knew?
"I won't give in.."
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I’m sorry but this banana looks really intensely uncomfortable, do you want to tell me something, Mister Khan?
Of course not, my Good Doctor.... ofcoursenot... There is NOTHING to say...
“You’re sleep deprived and you haven’t been eating. Why do you think you’re feeling dizzy?”
"I'm fine." He gritted out, not making eye contact. Knowing that Leonard was healing, but not healed had him fussing over his brother. Had him forcing himself to stay up and keep a vigil.
That, and the seemingly neverending fear that he would mutate like Sarge had.
What if it was just slow-acting? What if he began de-evolving? What if he became what they were? What if he infected the rest of the world and became Patient Zero?
John waved a vague hand in Leo's general direction and growled. "I'm fine. Just making sure everythig is safe." Because his brother was the only family he had left. And he'd be damned if he allowed Leo to suffer further.
“Mir”~Closed RP
Khan hadn’t realized it, but when he was supposed to be beaming down to the nearby planet - In which he was to give aid to the surviving colonies, along with the help of his Resistance... But when he was beamed somewhere else, instead - a dark ship, lined with red streaks of the computer’s system making sure everything was in order... And how they now started to ring with a high-pitched alarm, and Khan knew he was in danger... This was not just some ordinary vessel, and that much was clear in the designs... Could I be on some bandit’s cruiser? Taking this chance to bolt it, and needing to find a place to hide for the time being - until he figured this all out... Armed with only his phaser, set to stun, he had quickly dashed into the nearest room... A dark loading block, boxes and crates spread out all over the place - The augment took the nearest one and hid behind it - glancing over the edge, briefly -- Which had him catching sight of a person coming right into the room. Holding his breath, and bracing hard against the crate... Uncertainty running through him, and trying now to figure out with what exactly went wrong?! The transporter beam messed up?! How is that possible, when we have the state-of-the-art tech?
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