Molly/Irene 1/5 TW: dubious content bordering on non-con, drugged sex
anonymous
August 26 2012, 11:34:09 UTC
Yeah, idk, posted this on the rant meme and now I'm thinking of posting it but I want to polish it. Also, should I add another scene wrapping things up, or not? Any critique welcome
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Molly/Irene 2/5 TW: dubious content bordering on non-con, drugged sex
anonymous
August 26 2012, 11:36:10 UTC
“Wake up, you have to wake up!” Good, her voice is the right mixture of pleading and terror. She makes sure her eyes are suitably wide - blown with arousal as they are, she can pass it off as fear. “Please,” a little bit of a sob, for added affect; she can see the girl’s eyes fluttering, “Get up!”
It takes a little bit more than that, but with a few more pleas and butts of her head against the girl’s shoulder, her eyes eventually flutter all the way open. “Oh!” the girl gasps, as if she were a Disney princess waking from an eternal sleep. Irene can feel arousal like a tight coil in her stomach. This will be beautiful. “Oh,” she repeats, “I don’t… W-where are we?” The stammer - so unexpected, dear God - is almost her undoing. She wants her now. But her desire is slightly dimmed by the genuine look of terror in the girl’s chocolate eyes. Irene doesn’t go in for rape; she’s been around long enough to see women (some would call them whores, but they are people whatever their career) utterly destroyed by it. She’s been in a few tight
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Molly/Irene 3/5 TW: dubious content bordering on non-con, drugged sex
anonymous
August 26 2012, 11:38:36 UTC
Molly's face doesn't light up or tense with recognition; Sherlock apparently hasn't mentioned Irene to all his little friends. Pity. She will so enjoy the look on his face when he comes (because he will come, it's in his nature to, this is the whole point of her being ‘kidnapped’) and finds Irene buried in between Molly's thighs, hears the moans that she will give, sees how she will writhe and beg just before she is pushed over the edge
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Molly/Irene 5/5 TW: dubious content bordering on non-con, drugged sex
anonymous
August 26 2012, 11:42:14 UTC
“Please.”
Her eyes have been closed for what seems like an eternity, thoughts pressing hard against her skull. Prominent among them is, ‘how the fuck am I going to get out?’ and after that it’s just a slow building terror. She’s not in control. She can’t… deal with this. She’s going to go mad, and then she’s going to wind up with a bullet between her eyes
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Re: Molly/Irene 5/5 TW: dubious content bordering on non-con, drugged sexgoseawardAugust 28 2012, 16:42:49 UTC
I mean, as a general rule, I think anything is worth polishing and publishing if it's within your ability to get it where you want it to be. :D In this case there's some work to be done, so I guess the question is--do you think you'd learn anything from making changes, or do you feel like you'd just be banging your head against a wall? And even if making changes feels a bit unproductive, do you want the feedback/kudos/whatever enough to do it anyway?
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It takes a little bit more than that, but with a few more pleas and butts of her head against the girl’s shoulder, her eyes eventually flutter all the way open. “Oh!” the girl gasps, as if she were a Disney princess waking from an eternal sleep. Irene can feel arousal like a tight coil in her stomach. This will be beautiful. “Oh,” she repeats, “I don’t… W-where are we?” The stammer - so unexpected, dear God - is almost her undoing. She wants her now. But her desire is slightly dimmed by the genuine look of terror in the girl’s chocolate eyes. Irene doesn’t go in for rape; she’s been around long enough to see women (some would call them whores, but they are people whatever their career) utterly destroyed by it. She’s been in a few tight ( ... )
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She draws the terrified girl into another kiss, keeping it slow and soft.
(She doesn’t know anything. She can’t. Why are you playing into his hands?)
This will be easier if she is similarly drugged, but she can’t let herself be another puppet of Moriarty’s.
(What do you call this? Being his equal?She will do this on her own terms ( ... )
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Her eyes have been closed for what seems like an eternity, thoughts pressing hard against her skull. Prominent among them is, ‘how the fuck am I going to get out?’ and after that it’s just a slow building terror. She’s not in control. She can’t… deal with this. She’s going to go mad, and then she’s going to wind up with a bullet between her eyes ( ... )
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Can I ask you one thing though: do you think it's worth polishing and publishing?
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