Title: Pet Project
Author: Susan
Word Count: 170
Rating: PG, I think
Characters/Pairing: Howell/Papa D
Notes: This is really, really old. Well, not REALLY old, but it dates back to whenever we had the ‘It had happened again’ challenge - I’m just going by what else I’d scrawled on the paper. I found it under my bed, though how it got there I don’t know.
Oh so very slightly a challenge response.
D doesn’t sleep with Howell because he likes him, or even because he’s desperate for sex. He does it for reasons that only make sense in his beautiful, twisted head.
He does it because it amuses him to watch Howell fall apart. It’s a kind of project; How many ways can he make his pet collapse? How long does it take? When exactly should he stop to drive the man mad with frustration?
He’s simply gathering information to enhance the teasing of his poor pathetic Vesca.
But if Howell can get there first - if he can drive D crazy instead of the other way around - if he can touch and kiss and - and - Then D gives up. Howell’s won, and D will hiss and order, trying to not sound like he craves the attentions of a mere mortal.
If Howell’s won, the look on D’s face is usually anger. Contempt. Hatred. And - just a spark, just enough for Howell to notice and crave - awe.