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Title: Maybe
Fandom: X-men
Characters: Scott Summers
Prompt: Red
Word Count: 199
Rating: NC-17
Author's Notes: BDSM!
White is red, blue is purple, and yellow is orange.
Black, though, black is always black- except when it's not.
Then it's red. It's red. Not the faded, washed out dilute color of red over white or blood on snow. It is red. It's the color of blood that hasn't spilled. Dark and rich, it's vibrant and alive.
It's a color that only comes with pleasure and pain and light so intense it should blind me.
It's something I can only know when I'm tied up and held down. When I'm hurting so bad I don't think I can take anymore. It comes with the scream that's forced out of my throat and the flash of light of climax.
I should thank him for making me love the darkness lurking just behind my eyes. I should thank him, but I won't. Maybe someday. When it lasts longer than my blood and come to dry.
Maybe when I don't need it so much.
Maybe.
Title: Maybe
Fandom: X-men
Characters: Scott Summers
Prompt: Red
Word Count: 199
Rating: NC-17
Author's Notes: BDSM!
White is red, blue is purple, and yellow is orange.
Black, though, black is always black- except when it's not.
Then it's red. It's red. Not the faded, washed out dilute color of red over white or blood on snow. It is red. It's the color of blood that hasn't spilled. Dark and rich, it's vibrant and alive.
It's a color that only comes with pleasure and pain and light so intense it should blind me.
It's something I can only know when I'm tied up and held down. When I'm hurting so bad I don't think I can take anymore. It comes with the scream that's forced out of my throat and the flash of light of climax.
I should thank him for making me love the darkness lurking just behind my eyes. I should thank him, but I won't. Maybe someday. When it lasts longer than my blood and come to dry.
Maybe when I don't need it so much.
Maybe.