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[Restrictions.]
Title: Restrictions.
Author: Kathryn aka stickyhips___.
Fandom: The Automatic.
Disclaimer: I tell lies.
Pairing: Iwan/Pennie.
Rating: R.
Summary: Restriction leads to risk, and risk on to revelation.
Word Count: 269
Notes: Written for cmonkaiserbitch as a bribe, but for what I won’t say. -_- *cough* *shifty eyes* That's 1 down, 2 to go for you... probably won't be the final post of the night. *is totally not procrastinating with NaNoWriMo*
Secrecy is a limiting factor when it comes to matters of affection - inconspicuousness has to come as naturally to you as breathing, and even if it does there’s always want and need and longing to be able to do something, solely because you know you can’t. Human nature is perilous. Restrictions will lead to risk-taking, and risk on to revelation.
Iwan can relate far too well to this - Pennie’s sly glances and endless feats of temptation have almost landed the pair of them in bother on several occasions.
Restrictions play a critical role in Iwan and Pennie’s relationship - ordinarily unmissed opportunities in the case of Joe Public slip through their grasp, prevented by their incessant work schedule, or perhaps a claustrophobic sort of surrounding by those who should remain blissfully unaware.
However, it’s physical restriction that takes more of a lead - forcing Pennie into submission via the cool stiffness of metal clamped round his wrists, rendering him powerless in any attempt to vacate the bed gives Iwan a perverse satisfaction to coincide with the release of hitting orgasm, coming with a yelp as he takes one final plunge down into Pennie. You know, all that sort of thing.
So now as Pennie writhes against the charring leather that Iwan relentlessly clenches round his throat leaving him speechlessly begging; fighting for a drop of air, he’s bowled over by an overwhelming rush of adrenalin that races through his circulation. His temples throb and his lips pulse, and judging by the filthy grin on his lover’s face, it’s the treatment fit for a whore Pennie’s receiving that’s bloody well doing it.
::Kat:: xx ♥
Title: Restrictions.
Author: Kathryn aka stickyhips___.
Fandom: The Automatic.
Disclaimer: I tell lies.
Pairing: Iwan/Pennie.
Rating: R.
Summary: Restriction leads to risk, and risk on to revelation.
Word Count: 269
Notes: Written for cmonkaiserbitch as a bribe, but for what I won’t say. -_- *cough* *shifty eyes* That's 1 down, 2 to go for you... probably won't be the final post of the night. *is totally not procrastinating with NaNoWriMo*
Secrecy is a limiting factor when it comes to matters of affection - inconspicuousness has to come as naturally to you as breathing, and even if it does there’s always want and need and longing to be able to do something, solely because you know you can’t. Human nature is perilous. Restrictions will lead to risk-taking, and risk on to revelation.
Iwan can relate far too well to this - Pennie’s sly glances and endless feats of temptation have almost landed the pair of them in bother on several occasions.
Restrictions play a critical role in Iwan and Pennie’s relationship - ordinarily unmissed opportunities in the case of Joe Public slip through their grasp, prevented by their incessant work schedule, or perhaps a claustrophobic sort of surrounding by those who should remain blissfully unaware.
However, it’s physical restriction that takes more of a lead - forcing Pennie into submission via the cool stiffness of metal clamped round his wrists, rendering him powerless in any attempt to vacate the bed gives Iwan a perverse satisfaction to coincide with the release of hitting orgasm, coming with a yelp as he takes one final plunge down into Pennie. You know, all that sort of thing.
So now as Pennie writhes against the charring leather that Iwan relentlessly clenches round his throat leaving him speechlessly begging; fighting for a drop of air, he’s bowled over by an overwhelming rush of adrenalin that races through his circulation. His temples throb and his lips pulse, and judging by the filthy grin on his lover’s face, it’s the treatment fit for a whore Pennie’s receiving that’s bloody well doing it.
::Kat:: xx ♥