watchesthewatchers: (mutinous boy)
[personal profile] watchesthewatchers
It's Ricki's little ramshackle apartment, but there Peter is one morning, perched on the loveseat, reading a file, waiting for Bruce Wayne to arrive.

He has a gun, but tucked out of sight, not on his person. Just in case.

Date: 2012-11-27 03:26 am (UTC)
profiteering: (flowers)
From: [personal profile] profiteering
"You know I'm a pretty heavy masochist, right?"

He's not sure that's ever actually come up with Ricki.

Date: 2012-11-27 03:36 am (UTC)
rickitikitarr: (a good boy mister guillam)
From: [personal profile] rickitikitarr
"Rode you rough with a gun after tackling you to a forest floor."

Ricki reminds him, sweetly.

Date: 2012-11-27 03:38 am (UTC)
profiteering: (hm hmm)
From: [personal profile] profiteering
Tony purrs. Yes, that.

"I get even worse than that. So he gets me under and gags me--oh, right. He has to gag me or I just come right back up and start sassing him again. The gag keeps me under, it's like magic. So then he starts asking me to do things. 'Take this lashing, Tony'. 'I'm going to electrocute you, Tony, will you let me do that?' and I just go 'yes, sir'."

Date: 2012-11-27 03:41 am (UTC)
rickitikitarr: (Default)
From: [personal profile] rickitikitarr
"Pet, don't tell me things like that."

He answers him, hushed.

"You'll give me all sorts of ideas of how to take such advantage. I bet you don't go all good as gold for other people at all, do you?"

Date: 2012-11-27 03:53 am (UTC)
profiteering: (flowers)
From: [personal profile] profiteering
"No one has ever tried. I only play with a few people, and Peter and I have a completely different relationship."

Tony grins.

"Besides, I'm a real bastard going down. You'd have to know how to deal with that."

Date: 2012-11-27 03:56 am (UTC)
rickitikitarr: (Default)
From: [personal profile] rickitikitarr
"I wonder if he could keep his snake charmers' spell on you while I lay into you. With a rubber hose, perhaps, or that wire hanger I threatened you with before. If you stay locked eyes with him, and he told you 'I want you to let him do this,' would you be able to stand my most wretched, grimiest, worst?"

He loves Bruce, but there's a kind of sexual electricity when it comes to Tony that sort of prohibits outright monogamy.

Date: 2012-11-27 03:59 am (UTC)
profiteering: (black left)
From: [personal profile] profiteering
"Come find out."

Tony invites, voice low and just a little hoarse. God, he wants him.

Date: 2012-11-27 04:00 am (UTC)
rickitikitarr: (call me darling)
From: [personal profile] rickitikitarr
"Slag."

He accuses, with a purring little chuckle.

"How have we never-?"

Date: 2012-11-27 04:06 am (UTC)
profiteering: (Default)
From: [personal profile] profiteering
"I know, I'm ashamed of us. God, I really want you to use that wire hanger. Please."

He grins lecherously, though Ricki can't see it.

"Please, sir?"

Date: 2012-11-27 04:08 am (UTC)
rickitikitarr: (Default)
From: [personal profile] rickitikitarr
"You don't mean that yet. But you will."

Ricki promises, low and so very even and sure.

Date: 2012-11-27 04:10 am (UTC)
profiteering: (red coloured glasses)
From: [personal profile] profiteering
"...If we keep doing this, this is going to turn into phone sex, and I feel like that would just be a shame when we have some very physical partners in our bedrooms."

Date: 2012-11-27 04:20 am (UTC)
rickitikitarr: (call me darling)
From: [personal profile] rickitikitarr
"Why? Do you think they'll hear us?"

Daring him, softly.

Date: 2012-11-27 04:24 am (UTC)
profiteering: (floor)
From: [personal profile] profiteering
"You're dating a bat. He hears everything."

But Tony's voice is quieter, taking the bait.

"I think this is where I ask what you're wearing."

Date: 2012-11-27 04:26 am (UTC)
rickitikitarr: (look at me)
From: [personal profile] rickitikitarr
"Pyjama pants. Blue and green cotton checks."

Smiling, crossing his legs at the ankle.

"What about you?"

Date: 2012-11-27 04:29 am (UTC)
profiteering: (red coloured glasses)
From: [personal profile] profiteering
"Fluffy white bathrobe. A chain collar with a padlock."

He fingers the lock, and runs his hand slowly down his chest.

"And nothing else."

Date: 2012-11-27 04:30 am (UTC)
rickitikitarr: (call me darling)
From: [personal profile] rickitikitarr
"You wear his collar?"

Really picturing it now, though Tony had already said.

"I'll choke you with it."

Date: 2012-11-27 04:37 am (UTC)
profiteering: (black left)
From: [personal profile] profiteering
Tony groans softly in approval.

"Maybe I'd go down for you for a minute. Long enough to beg you to let me lick you..."

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