Friday Night Special
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punishment (D'Anna/Laura) non-con
It's supposed to hurt.
"Remember me. Remember I know every part of you."
She can't touch herself without her being there. Without her knowing, without that phantom guiding her muscles.
D'Anna said it was far too easy to break people. She devised such a worse punishment. She crawled inside your skin and lived in you.
"Remember me Laura. Remember how you feel."
And her hand is there and she's never hurt her, no, not once.
But she's in her skin and she's never asked her there. But Laura's hands are her hands on her own body and she never asked.
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crawling (Zarek/Roslin) dub-con
"On your knees."
She's so frakking angry, he can see it. He expects her to walk out. She obeys instead. It takes a moment, and the grimace on her face as she finally reaches the floor reminds Tom of his own joints.
"Come here."
Laura's really pissed now, he's seated across the room in one of Colonial One's over stuffed chairs. By the time she reaches him, his cock is out, half-hard in his hand.
She put one hand on his knee and just glared.
"I thought you needed those supplies?"
In another second her lips are wrapped around him.
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degradation (Tigh/Baltar) non-con
"No desk to hide behind here. No cylon guards when you snap your fingers."
Gaius wont look at the eye patch, so he can't look at Tigh when he says that the centurions never did anything when he snapped his fingers.
He's already sitting on the floor, but when the boot collides with his abdomen, he slumps forward. He's coughing, but he can still hear the zipper.
"Got no pretty girls here, either. Just me."
Isn't someone watching this? Isn't someone stopping this? He's Doctor Gaius Baltar, for frak's sake.
When he looks up, the Colonel's spunk strikes his cheek.
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smoke (Tory/Laura) dub-con/non-con
Cottle had given her some to help combat anxiety about the treatments. That's what Laura said anyway. Tory thinks she said that, anyway.
There's a haze circling above their heads and she watches it.
Too anxious, Laura had said.
The President's hand is under her shirt, and she nudges it away. Only now its slipping into the waistband of her pants. When she tries to stop it there are fingers around her wrist so tight they're like iron.
She knows she frakked up. She knows, she knows.
She lets the President make her less anxious. That's what she said, anyway.
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tight and wet (Zarek/Roslin) non-con
Her cheeks are wet from tears but she doesn't make any noise.
After all the nonsense earlier, Tom's glad. Except her silence doesn't cover up the sound of the handcuffs against the bars, or his breathing as it grows more labored. He had to silence a moan against her neck. Gods, she was tight.
There was only so much time he could preform his private government work before someone sent Venner back to his station.
He loses himself as he comes and she finally whimpers.
He'll find a way to thank Ellen later for letting him have this private meeting.
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These are all so hot and awesome and wrong and poweful, I love them.
Great job!
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