Kink Me #37
Kink Me! #37
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RPF, Bradley/Tobias Menzies, Bradley/Colin, sub drop, hurt/comfort
Bradley is a closet masochist with a serious pain/humiliation/rape fetish. When he meets Tobias on the set of the new Underworld film, he's totally starstruck and horny, having wanked himself sore to Tobias' playing sadist Black Jack Randall on Outlander, particularly the scene where Randall violently rapes Jamie. At the end of filming, when they're both drunk, he asks Tobias to pretend to be Randall with him. Tobias agrees.
Rough, brutal sex ensues, with Tobias lashing or caning Bradley, tying him up, fucking him very hard, etc. Bradley has a delayed sub drop when he wakes up hungover, alone, ashamed, and sore. He ends up calling Colin, the only one he's ever dared to have non-anonymous D/s sex. Colin talks him through the crisis, helping him do aftercare, being Bradley's Dom in Bradley's hour of need.
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Bradley J.
The world falls silent as a funeral in an instant. Bradley called, hung up after two rings. Bradley isn’t the kind to butt-dial people. After nine months, two weeks and three days, Bradley called.
Colin looks at his watch - it’s eight in the morning here in London - so it’d be midnight in LA.
Table reading will have to wait.
He steps out onto the pavement and dials back. Bradley doesn’t pick up the first time. So he tries again. And one more time after that.
“Co-Colin?”
“What’s wrong?”
“I… sorry I… didn’t know who else to…”
“What’s wrong?” he asks again.
As response Colin hears shuffling and mumbling that make no sense.
“Jamie, talk to me ( ... )
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Write it out however you like, insinuation is more effective than graphic description anyway. You've got a nice beginning here, we've got an idea of what the two used to mean to each other - especially since you consider that Bradley hesitated but Colin was willing to drop everything for him anyway. I am totally looking forward to the meeting, and the circumstances that led to it!
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It’s well past noon when Colin enters the luxurious lobby of the King’s Court hotel in Old Town Prague. Another six minutes before he’s knocking at the door.
“It’s me, Colin. Open up.”
It takes a couple minutes before Bradley answers. Colin stands frozen in his spot, taking in the man he hasn’t laid eyes on in months (outside the online stalking on Twitter and Instagram, of course).
Parts of Bradley look as expected, exactly as he remembers him. Like the color of his hair - still an alluringly dark shade of gold, lips as red as rosebuds, skin as smooth as polished alabaster. Perfect for his role in the new Underworld movie, probably.
But the important parts look nothing like the Bradley he knows.
The eyes are a dull gray… tired, cagey… unwilling to meet Colin’s like they usually do with such exuberance. The drooping shoulders, the shifting from one foot to the next, so not like the Bradley he knows ( ... )
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How in the name of hell did he get here?
Bradley blinks repeatedly, trying to ascertain what’s real, and what’s just an alcohol and substance-induced nightmare. God knows he’d be in big (bigger) trouble if Colin finds out exactly which substances.
He tugs at the tie holding his wrists and winces in renewed pain. That was a bad idea. Nothing compared to the whole string of phenomenally, godawfully, titanically bad decisions he’s made in the last twenty-four hours, but still ( ... )
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This beautifully captured Bradley's mind set: Like… like a dead body on an autopsy table in that TV show he did for a while up in Vancouver. That’s what Tobias did to him - stripped him of all his dignity, his sense of self-worth, peeled him open from skin to the bone, his innards laid bare for all to see.
Worse, he doesn’t know if he’ll ever stop feeling this way. I hope Colin is able to pull him through this dark time.
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Like in France
cheers!
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Warnings Dubcon, skating close to Noncon. Bad BDSM Etiquette, Delayed subdrop, Hurt/comfort. Additional warnings they will be added for subsequent parts.
Bradley has a system.
Always meet at the hotel, no prior bookings, a list of do’s and don’ts and always, always bring your own stuff. Allergic reactions in your arse are a sure fire way to ruin the evening.
Tonight is no different. Well, okay that’s a lie. Because the amount of finagling Bradley's done to get here is not funny. Not even a little bit. All those vague hints and innuendo. Innocuous words dropped around to find out if Tobias Menzies is worth the pursuit, or if he's just really good at his craft. Because there are some things that you just can’t casually toss into conversation, and he has enough trouble not behaving like a total tit in front of Tobias as it is. Bradley still gets that hot-cold feeling when he speaks to the man, and they’ve spoken a lot to be able to get to this point. A hand touches his shoulder, ( ... )
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saihgasdfgihgrihgirhgirehgirehgrehg
In other words, I'm the OP of this prompt and I'm at the edge of my seat here. You've written two of the sexiest man on this earth in such a gorgeous hot scene and I can't wait for the rest!
I want to quote this entire fic so far, but this: And it is 'Tobias', always. Not 'Toby', not 'Menzies'. Tobias. With a sharp emphasis on the bilabial.
It made me gasp out loud. Jesus H. Christ!
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