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As many of you probably already know, last night another canon lesbian was shot and killed minutes after a love scene with the woman of her affection. Understandably, many fans (and non-fans) of The 100 are hurt and betrayed by yet another tv lesbian being killed on-screen

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[anonymous]

Peggy pulled on her handcuffs again, hoping that this time they would give way. Or, more likely, that the rusty radiator she was cuffed to would give way. Instead, they continued to rub her wrists raw.

She was just contemplating her next course of action when the door to the basement she was being kept in opened.

"Well, well. Having a little trouble, Peg?" Dottie asked.

"A minor setback, that's all," Peggy replied.

Dottie cocked her head and looked at Peggy in that way she had, like there was something she couldn't quite understand. Then she smiled sharply, and held out her hand, palm-up.

She was holding the keys to Peggy's handcuffs.

Peggy sighed in irritation. "Fine. What do you want? I can't get you immunity, you know that."

"I don't want immunity, Peggy." Dottie smirked, and leaned forward. "I want you." She pressed her lips onto Peggy's. Her hands roughly wove through Peg's hair and pushed against the back of her head.

Peggy tried to pull away at first, startled. But she quickly fell into Dottie's kiss, pushing against her, wanting more. She leaned into Dottie, nipping at her lip, but the handcuffs pulled her arms at an odd angle and Peggy pulled away with a sharp cry.

Dottie wiped her lips with the back of her hands. She gave Peggy a long look up and down, and finally unlocked her handcuffs.

"Right, then." For once, Peggy felt lost for words.

"I guess we'll have to finish later," Dottie said. With a sideways glance at Peggy, she sauntered out of basement and back into the arms dealers' den.

Peggy huffed, looked around, and grabbed a piece of pipe on the ground for a weapon. She had work to do.

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