THE BATMAN KINK MEME
nanakibh here~! For those of you who don't know what these are, allow me to explain. It's a place where you can request fics anonymously and have your deepest, darkest desires be fulfilled. Anon A requests and Anon B writes for the prompt. Easy as that.
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The following is a piece of fiction. We do not endorse or condone illegal activities of any matter. This is not based in any real life event. I mean no harm or disrespect to anyone.
Mr Dent ("Call me Two-Face, kid") entered my room one night.
At first I thought he was going to kill me, but the coin told him not to.
"I'm just gonna sit down her for a while kid, be quiet" Two-Face sat down on my chair.
I'm supposed to call for help, but Dad is out of town for some conference, Mom is always sleepy, and my sister is being all weird to me now. Besides, I can handle it.
I watched Two-Face, he had one eye closed. He really seemmed tired. I step a little closer to him, I'm not supposed to trust him, but still...
"Would you like me to...sit on you lap?" Two-Face opened his eye and gave me weird look. "When I was little Dad said it helped him relax"
"Really, kid? You still do that?"
"Not anymore, Dad says I'm a big boy now"
Two-Face looked at me. It made me feel funny in my stomach. I'm beginning to think that everything was a bad idea. He grabbed my wrist gently and said:
"Let's ask the coin"
...his hands feels hot against my sides, the right side of his face is pressed against mine; his hands slide under my shirt, there's something hard pressing against my bottom, i try to wiggle out; he puts his hand across my mouth..."We are too far gone, kid, you don't wanna embarrass your mom and your sister, right?"...One hand slide down my pants, I'm not supposed to let anyone touch me down there, but Dad is away all the time and doesn't let me sit on his lap any more, and Mom is always so sad and scared and Barbara hates me so much and I don't know why. His hand moves...and it feels...good...feels like flying... flying across the Gotham skyline...and then crashing..."
I start sobbing. I can't help it, is all very wrong. Two-Face pressed my head down his chest, I listened to his heartbeat, his steady heartbeat.
Last thing I remember is feeling the rough side of his left cheek across my face.
(complete rape of the verb tenses? I'm sorry but someone had to do it. Hope someone likes it.)
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I dunno about the rest of the people on here, but I found it hot~
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Again, thank you so very much. I truly did my best which is not much. I posted my plea because after rereading i realized there was so much missing.THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!
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~Madame~
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Thank you for the prompt, I truly hope someone else gave it a go, there's so many ways it could go; it could also use a proper characterization (heheh). Thank you, again.
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