Luciano Bradley considered himself a very patient man, and as every patient man will tell you, the things you want are worth waiting for. So he waited. He waited, and he watched as that flippant blond paraded his relationship with the dirty eleven around, (stealing soft kisses in dark corridors when they thought no one was looking or letting a friendly hug linger a bit too long), and he very discreetly watched as the Knight of Three pressed his lips to the furrowed brow of the smaller boy with a soft touch on the brunette’s chin and an even softer promise (‘I’ll be back before you know it, now don’t get too lonely without me’). It was such a touching moment, almost heart breaking and Bradley felt like Lord Weinberg deserved a present when he returned.
-------- The halls were dark and silent as he crept through them, melting into and becoming part of the shadows as he made his way to his destination. The lock gave way easily and he entered the room without a sound. He paused for a moment, simply content in observing the form on the bed. Begrudgingly in the past he had admitted that Suzaku Kururugi was attractive in some way, but seeing him now (sleeping features relaxed, mouth slightly parted, and the taut muscles of his bare chest almost glowing in the moonlight) caused a powerful thrill to run up his spine, making his heart pound loudly in his ears. He moved until he was on the bed, a predatory grin pulling at the sides of his mouth, and hovered over the sleeping boy for just a moment more before he lowered his head and bit at the side of his neck, over a small patch of red already formed.
The boy shifted, letting out something sounding suspiciously like a purr, and mumbled sleepily “Gino, glad you’re back….but not now”
A hand reached up to nudge him off but Bradley grabbed it, squeezing until the bones shifted painfully and then slammed it against the bed. Suzaku’s eyes shot open, wild and fear-stricken as he struggled against the taller man’s hold, but he was still to far on the edge of sleep to do any damage and Bradley used this opportunity to pin the other hand to the bed, laughing darkly.
“How cute” he angled himself up to see the terrified expression on his victim’s face. “Do you always act like a little whore with him, or do I just do it better?”
Suzaku opened his mouth, presumably to scream for help, but he was able to pull the Knight of Seven’s wrists together, trapping them under one hand while using the other to close over his mouth. Bradley tisked chidingly, and turned Suzaku’s face so he could whisper in the brunette’s ear.
“Now now, we wouldn’t want to spoil the fun early, so be a good boy or things will be even more difficult for you” ------- Gino Weinberg returned from a grueling mission at the crack of dawn, bone weary and on the edge of sleep, he shuffled to his door stumbling through the threshold only to find Suzaku lying on his floor, bound at the feet and wrists painfully behind his back, with multiple dark bruises combined with lacerations and what even looked like cigarette burns littering his body. His normally vivid green eyes were glassy and slightly parted, with tear tracks marring the skin underneath, his breathing was shallow, hitching on the inhale, and the initials LB were carved in the skin directly above his right hip.
Your Bradley is always a treat ^__^. (“Do you always act like a little whore with him, or do I just do it better?” -- fffff love ♥) In any case, I think it was clever to cut right before the action and skip right to the results, leaving us to fill in all the delicious painful details. Poor Gino though! That can't be a good sight to come home to.
awww my Bradley is always willing to please fufufufu. and yes,I had faith that your mind could fill in allll the lovely little details :D. I do feel bad for Gino, it seemed like he was just starting to get Suzaku to open up and then this happens, which will most likely make him shut himself in again.
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The halls were dark and silent as he crept through them, melting into and becoming part of the shadows as he made his way to his destination. The lock gave way easily and he entered the room without a sound. He paused for a moment, simply content in observing the form on the bed. Begrudgingly in the past he had admitted that Suzaku Kururugi was attractive in some way, but seeing him now (sleeping features relaxed, mouth slightly parted, and the taut muscles of his bare chest almost glowing in the moonlight) caused a powerful thrill to run up his spine, making his heart pound loudly in his ears. He moved until he was on the bed, a predatory grin pulling at the sides of his mouth, and hovered over the sleeping boy for just a moment more before he lowered his head and bit at the side of his neck, over a small patch of red already formed.
The boy shifted, letting out something sounding suspiciously like a purr, and mumbled sleepily “Gino, glad you’re back….but not now”
A hand reached up to nudge him off but Bradley grabbed it, squeezing until the bones shifted painfully and then slammed it against the bed. Suzaku’s eyes shot open, wild and fear-stricken as he struggled against the taller man’s hold, but he was still to far on the edge of sleep to do any damage and Bradley used this opportunity to pin the other hand to the bed, laughing darkly.
“How cute” he angled himself up to see the terrified expression on his victim’s face. “Do you always act like a little whore with him, or do I just do it better?”
Suzaku opened his mouth, presumably to scream for help, but he was able to pull the Knight of Seven’s wrists together, trapping them under one hand while using the other to close over his mouth. Bradley tisked chidingly, and turned Suzaku’s face so he could whisper in the brunette’s ear.
“Now now, we wouldn’t want to spoil the fun early, so be a good boy or things will be even more difficult for you”
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Gino Weinberg returned from a grueling mission at the crack of dawn, bone weary and on the edge of sleep, he shuffled to his door stumbling through the threshold only to find Suzaku lying on his floor, bound at the feet and wrists painfully behind his back, with multiple dark bruises combined with lacerations and what even looked like cigarette burns littering his body. His normally vivid green eyes were glassy and slightly parted, with tear tracks marring the skin underneath, his breathing was shallow, hitching on the inhale, and the initials LB were carved in the skin directly above his right hip.
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Now that we have that out of the way *cough*....
Your Bradley is always a treat ^__^. (“Do you always act like a little whore with him, or do I just do it better?” -- fffff love ♥) In any case, I think it was clever to cut right before the action and skip right to the results, leaving us to fill in all the delicious painful details. Poor Gino though! That can't be a good sight to come home to.
Lovely touch with the branding though, yummmm
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awww my Bradley is always willing to please fufufufu. and yes,I had faith that your mind could fill in allll the lovely little details :D. I do feel bad for Gino, it seemed like he was just starting to get Suzaku to open up and then this happens, which will most likely make him shut himself in again.
I do love the branding, too much.
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This-this is scary. I mean you didn't write it out but fkfjkfjfkjfkfjf
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(The imagery at the end -- very vivid, and scary.)
(You have very vivid prose <3)
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Luciano is terrifying but so intriguing
(I'm so glad you like it, Suzaku is too pretty when he's hurt.)
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