Drabbletag - Heartless
Title: Sweetest Surrender
Prompt: Drabbletag 5 - Heartless
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Pairing: Cora/Ruby
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 250
Notes: BDSM
Such a pretty thing. On her knees, staring up at Cora through her eyelashes. Red leather collar around her throat that suits her so nicely.
“Will you do as you are told?” Cora asks, careful to keep her voice deceptively gentle. Wouldn’t do to spook the poor girl this early on.
Ruby swallows, and Cora watches the way it makes the collar shift, buckle bobbing slightly.
“Yes, mistress,” she replies, stumbling a little over the words. They are foreign to her, but clearly exciting in their newness.
She will make a fun toy.
Cora has seen this before, of course. So much death has followed Ruby, so much of it by her own hand. She knows the price of losing control of herself.
But to surrender that control is something else entirely.
It cannot be to just anybody, of course. It must be somebody more powerful. Somebody who cannot be hurt, somebody who will not allow Ruby to hurt others.
Somebody like Cora.
For Cora has no heart, and so she does not pity Ruby her pain. She can be as hard as Ruby needs her to be.
Nobody has thought to offer this to Ruby before. It's their loss, and now it’s Cora who gets to see Ruby stripped bare, hands crossed behind her back, so eager to please her new mistress.
She cups Ruby’s chin, tilts her head back in a gesture the wolf must recognise as dominance.
Ruby shivers for her, and Cora grins for the sight.
Prompt: Drabbletag 5 - Heartless
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Pairing: Cora/Ruby
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 250
Notes: BDSM
Such a pretty thing. On her knees, staring up at Cora through her eyelashes. Red leather collar around her throat that suits her so nicely.
“Will you do as you are told?” Cora asks, careful to keep her voice deceptively gentle. Wouldn’t do to spook the poor girl this early on.
Ruby swallows, and Cora watches the way it makes the collar shift, buckle bobbing slightly.
“Yes, mistress,” she replies, stumbling a little over the words. They are foreign to her, but clearly exciting in their newness.
She will make a fun toy.
Cora has seen this before, of course. So much death has followed Ruby, so much of it by her own hand. She knows the price of losing control of herself.
But to surrender that control is something else entirely.
It cannot be to just anybody, of course. It must be somebody more powerful. Somebody who cannot be hurt, somebody who will not allow Ruby to hurt others.
Somebody like Cora.
For Cora has no heart, and so she does not pity Ruby her pain. She can be as hard as Ruby needs her to be.
Nobody has thought to offer this to Ruby before. It's their loss, and now it’s Cora who gets to see Ruby stripped bare, hands crossed behind her back, so eager to please her new mistress.
She cups Ruby’s chin, tilts her head back in a gesture the wolf must recognise as dominance.
Ruby shivers for her, and Cora grins for the sight.