Indigo
mee_eep. I growl at you. Could. Not. Sleep. Plunny. Your Fault. Going to back to bed now that I hopefully have exorcised this rabbit.
Title: Indigo
Author: charisstoma
Fandom: mee_eep’s challenge.
Prompt pairing: 73. Caravan + 43. Cock Rings / Delayed Orgasm
Rating: R
Pairing: slash
Word count: 276
Warning: suggestive language
Summary: Lustful Liaisons in the business of choosing the right person for the right *coughs* individual or sometimes the right experience. One has to try things out first though to ensure that it’s what was ordered.
Indigo, one of mankind’s ancient dyes. The deep rich dye that was almost black that when applied over henna paste was used to darken hair and inhibit lice. Indigo prized for tattoos with its antiseptic properties that marked people as wealthy and of power. It was said that the Persian ruler Darius and his sycophant courtiers had used it on their lush beards.
Indigo, used to color the cloth of turbans and sashes that are still seen on present day desert inhabitants. Cloth lustrous blue black, dyed and then beaten to give it that shine. Caravans still carry travelers to the dye pots to admire and buy the cloth made with the paste.
Indigo, the color to ward off evil spirits. Rubbed into exposed skin on face and torso with sesame oil to protect against the flesh from the sun but also because it was a sign of manliness.
Indigo. Kain slit the clear plastic pouch that held the invoice, spreading out the paper sheet to read after. More flicks of the blade laid bare the box’s interior, bubble wrap protecting the mat of dried dye paste inside. Yes, their customers would be most pleased with the contents.
Indigo. Rubbing his thumb over the dye packet, Kain read the invoice.
Find enclosed one djinn specialty tattoo artist. Sex male.
The inky cloud of smoke finished forming into a slim figure that salaamed. “Good Day Master. I am Indigo. How may I serve you?”
Kain smirked turning towards his silk enclosed bed chamber, “Stop hiding in there. I told you you could come when your balls were blue. It’s about to be your lucky day. Meet Indigo.”
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Title: Indigo
Author: charisstoma
Fandom: mee_eep’s challenge.
Prompt pairing: 73. Caravan + 43. Cock Rings / Delayed Orgasm
Rating: R
Pairing: slash
Word count: 276
Warning: suggestive language
Summary: Lustful Liaisons in the business of choosing the right person for the right *coughs* individual or sometimes the right experience. One has to try things out first though to ensure that it’s what was ordered.
Indigo, one of mankind’s ancient dyes. The deep rich dye that was almost black that when applied over henna paste was used to darken hair and inhibit lice. Indigo prized for tattoos with its antiseptic properties that marked people as wealthy and of power. It was said that the Persian ruler Darius and his sycophant courtiers had used it on their lush beards.
Indigo, used to color the cloth of turbans and sashes that are still seen on present day desert inhabitants. Cloth lustrous blue black, dyed and then beaten to give it that shine. Caravans still carry travelers to the dye pots to admire and buy the cloth made with the paste.
Indigo, the color to ward off evil spirits. Rubbed into exposed skin on face and torso with sesame oil to protect against the flesh from the sun but also because it was a sign of manliness.
Indigo. Kain slit the clear plastic pouch that held the invoice, spreading out the paper sheet to read after. More flicks of the blade laid bare the box’s interior, bubble wrap protecting the mat of dried dye paste inside. Yes, their customers would be most pleased with the contents.
Indigo. Rubbing his thumb over the dye packet, Kain read the invoice.
Find enclosed one djinn specialty tattoo artist. Sex male.
The inky cloud of smoke finished forming into a slim figure that salaamed. “Good Day Master. I am Indigo. How may I serve you?”
Kain smirked turning towards his silk enclosed bed chamber, “Stop hiding in there. I told you you could come when your balls were blue. It’s about to be your lucky day. Meet Indigo.”
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