watchesthewatchers: (mutinous boy)
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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 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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