Underworld: Phoenix/Santiago
Title: 20 Minutes
Author: tattooedraven
Fandom: Underworld
Characters: Phoenix/Santiago
Prompt: 80: Restraints
Word Count: 310
Rating: PG13, borderline R
Author's Notes: Phoenix is a wealthy Spanish Noble Born and Santiago is Priest/Immortal Hunter.
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Santiago awoke from a strange dream indeed. The priest laid on the bed blinking the sleep from his eyes and his head as he tried to recall the dream. He knew it involved his ever lusty mate, of that he was sure.
“And restraints?” the priest spoke to himself as he shook his head to try and remember all details. “Something about twenty minutes...?”
“Yes you are correct my priestly lover,” the man heard his mate’s amused chuckle as Phoenix appeared at the foot of the bed.
"Correct about what, mi amante?" The younger vampire smirked to himself as he yawned and started to push sleep tussled hair from his face only to have his arm brought up short.
“What in the name of heaven?! Francisco let me up or I will be late once more!” Santiago gazed in horror at the handcuffs that were firmly locked around each wrist, spreading his arms wide across the bed.
“Francisco! What is the meaning of this!”
“I thought you understood,” that sly smile was now being directed at him making him swallow yet again. “I told you, you had twenty minutes to free yourself.”
“O-or?”
The noble born moved forward with the grace of a natural born predator, his eyes glowing soft blue as he licked his lips and crawled up the bed, slinking his way over the spread out figure of his lover. “Or I will have my way with you.”
“Oh? and what's new about t-that?” was the breathy response.
“I'll show you.” was the cooed response as Phoenix first kissed the priest’s chest, licking his way up the center of the man’s sternum before moving back downwards, teeth biting into the sheet and began to pull it back off the priest.
Santiago tossed his head back, his fists clenching tightly as he moaned. “Okay, So I’ll be late.”
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Author: tattooedraven
Fandom: Underworld
Characters: Phoenix/Santiago
Prompt: 80: Restraints
Word Count: 310
Rating: PG13, borderline R
Author's Notes: Phoenix is a wealthy Spanish Noble Born and Santiago is Priest/Immortal Hunter.
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Santiago awoke from a strange dream indeed. The priest laid on the bed blinking the sleep from his eyes and his head as he tried to recall the dream. He knew it involved his ever lusty mate, of that he was sure.
“And restraints?” the priest spoke to himself as he shook his head to try and remember all details. “Something about twenty minutes...?”
“Yes you are correct my priestly lover,” the man heard his mate’s amused chuckle as Phoenix appeared at the foot of the bed.
"Correct about what, mi amante?" The younger vampire smirked to himself as he yawned and started to push sleep tussled hair from his face only to have his arm brought up short.
“What in the name of heaven?! Francisco let me up or I will be late once more!” Santiago gazed in horror at the handcuffs that were firmly locked around each wrist, spreading his arms wide across the bed.
“Francisco! What is the meaning of this!”
“I thought you understood,” that sly smile was now being directed at him making him swallow yet again. “I told you, you had twenty minutes to free yourself.”
“O-or?”
The noble born moved forward with the grace of a natural born predator, his eyes glowing soft blue as he licked his lips and crawled up the bed, slinking his way over the spread out figure of his lover. “Or I will have my way with you.”
“Oh? and what's new about t-that?” was the breathy response.
“I'll show you.” was the cooed response as Phoenix first kissed the priest’s chest, licking his way up the center of the man’s sternum before moving back downwards, teeth biting into the sheet and began to pull it back off the priest.
Santiago tossed his head back, his fists clenching tightly as he moaned. “Okay, So I’ll be late.”
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