673. The return of the return of the captivity meme - now with more scenarios!
THE (EXPANDED) CAPTIVITY MEME
[Also on DreamWidth]You've been captured - or maybe you've been held captive for a while now. Whatever the case, you've lost your freedom, and there's a specific person responsible for that. You might be a prisoner, a mental patient, a kidnap victim, or someone's pet. Maybe you're there willingly, or maybe the ( Read more... )
[Also on DreamWidth]You've been captured - or maybe you've been held captive for a while now. Whatever the case, you've lost your freedom, and there's a specific person responsible for that. You might be a prisoner, a mental patient, a kidnap victim, or someone's pet. Maybe you're there willingly, or maybe the ( Read more... )
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He left Sammy two towns back in a motel room with free porn. He was a good brother. The Sasquatch managed to get himself hurt. He was laid up and Dean had caught a case. There was no other choice other than to keep going. He'd swing back 'round once he finished things up here and they'd be on the road again. This option was all he had.
His supposed case? Not actually anything freaky. What was freaky is that he managed to get his ass handed to him by a very capable redhead. Color him surprised when she kicked him in the face. It became very clear that he was out of his league with this one. His only option? Use the handcuffs from his law enforcement getup he had used to speak with the authorities. Pretending to be a US Marshal wasn't hard as long as you had a pair of good handcuffs, some boots, a badge and attitude. He could sell anything with ( ... )
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Her fair skin was already showing signs of irritation from the cuffs. The steel then proceeded to slice through the skin and draw blood as she tried unsuccessfully to escape with brute force. If she'd had a hair pin, or any sort of long thin piece of metal she would have picked her way out of them by now and started with the maiming session.
Instead, after a string of Russian curses left her lips she went right back to glaring at him from between a curtain of red hair.]
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His brows lifted when she started cursing him out in some foreign language. Dean isn't exactly smart enough to pinpoint it's origin, but he knows they're not words of encouragement or happy at all. ] Cause that's totally helping the situation. [ He's just as irritated. Maybe not like her, but it was stressful. ]
If you hadn't been trying to ninja me to death maybe you wouldn't he handcuffed. Ever think about that? [ Dean finally slithers out from under the bed and stands. He dusted his pants off and gave her a look.
Good idea, Dean. Irritate the violent woman more. ]
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Until he went and opened his mouth again.] I'd help you look, but I seem to be a little indisposed at the moment. I wonder why that would be?
[Her eyebrow crept up as her eyes flashed dangerously and her lips started to curl back into a sneer. Now he was just begging for it.] If you weren't running around impersonating government officials and trampling all over my turf maybe I wouldn't have had to ninja you to death. Ever consider that?
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Wait. What? Back that up? Her turf? How the hell was he supposed to know? Had she gone and marked her territory? Peed over the entire town? No.
Man, she was very snarky and very violent. He could practically see Sam laughing his ass off at this situation.
Dean crossed his arms over his chest and gave her flattest look in history. ] What are you six? [ Out came the childish mocking. ] This is my town. I saw it first. [ He did not just laugh at his own joke. ] You have turf? Really? Grease called--they want their phrase back, red. [ No he is not giving you a once over. He most certainly is not doing any of that. ]
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More murderous thoughts, and even a roll of her eyes as she saw his gaze dip past her face. But then she shifted, lowering herself a little closer to the ground to let her shirt fall away from her chest and give him a straight view down it so that he'd see the black lacy bra and all the cleavage filling it.]
Pot. Kettle. Black. I don't remember seeing your name on this town, Agent Plant. And really, how do you not get caught out using the names of classic rockers? [The sneer vanished and became more of a wicked smile as she batted long lashes. No, she really was not above using feminine wiles and exploiting her natural gifts.] You've watched Grease a lot, have you? Some bad boy you are.
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Clever. Clever and smart. Give Dean some of the goods and you've managed to put him on your hook. Sam would not be falling for this, but Dean can't really resist. He rose onto his tiptoes just a bit to get a better view until he snapped out of it due to her voice. ]
You are--[ He couldn't even insult her! Damn her! He pointed at her wildly instead. ] very observant. That's really annoying. [ He shifted his stance at the eyelash batting. Was he squirming? Maybe. A bit. Kind of. ] Whoa. I'm plenty bad, legs. The fact that I've seen Grease takes nothing away from that. [ He's not longer worried about the key. He's more concerned with protecting his ego. It's a very fragile thing. ] 'Sides my little brother is the Grease fan. I'm a ( ... )
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Her full lips parted and she dragged her tongue over them as she made a show of dampening them, her lips still curled into a suggestive smile.
So doing this handcuffed was a new experience. Normally she'd probably be the one tying up a guy after he fell for the act.] And here I was under the impression it was a positive trait to have. It's certainly helped me over the years rather than be a hindrance. Mmhmm, of course you are. Maybe I should show your brother my catsuit then. He'd have a better appreciation for it. It makes the outfit Sandy wears at the end look like a frumpy nana dress.
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Stop that. It's cheating. This was not a fair tactic. He had no defense other than close his eyes and sing a really loud and obnoxious song. He was taking a step closer before he even realized what the hell he was doing. It was probably the tongue show that did him in. Dean has seen hundreds of female smiles, but moves like that were a rare thing. Fuck you, lady. Fuck you very much. ]
You have a catsuit? [ She has a catsuit. A leather catsuit. Leather. Catsuit. The words echoed in his head and yes he did take another step closer. He was within prime position for those long ass legs of hers to take him down. He's too busy thinking about this catsuit. ] That's--special.
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Fuck her? He wishes. She watched him take those steps closer, watched him start to drop his guard. She very slowly changed her position and suddenly lashed out with those legs to wrap them around his and bring him down.
Even while handcuffed to the air conditioner she had him right under her as the killer thighs squeezed his hips and she used her free hand to grab his collar and pull his face close to hers as she let out a low growl.] Yes, I have a catsuit. I even have a Walter PPK that you are so very lucky I didn't have with me or this could have been over far too quickly. Where's the handcuff key, my handsome fly?
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Yep. She took him down. Bitch. Very hot and violent bitch. This little encounter would never be told to Sam. It would give that giant way too much ammo to use against him. Getting his ass handed to him by a girl was not exactly something that Dean Winchester wanted to relive. ]
Maybe if you wiggle a little I'll see if I can find it. [ He can be sarcastic and moody too. She doesn't have that market cornered. ] Seriously. Who kicks someone in the face? How the hell do your legs even reach that high? [ He's just curious. The only bendy girl he knows is a yoga girl. What a glorious weekend. ]
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Really, he was fast starting to turn into the fly in her web. He had no idea who he was taking on in the Black Widow and she found herself actually enjoying the fact that there was someone left to surprise. That her reputation hadn't preceded her.
Instead of just wiggling she grinds her hips down against his, letting him get a feel for what she was capable of besides just killing.] What's the point in sticking with punches when I'm better with my feet? Years of training as a dancer and a gymnast tend to do the trick, by the way. I've never stopped keeping up my flexibility.
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Take in the lips, sweetheart. He's done plenty of wicked things with this mouth. Never having a permanent address kind of took away responsibilities like calling a girl back. Moving around gave him a lot of freedom. Freedom he constantly embraces so excuse him for not knowing just exactly who he's dealing with. ]
Gu-od. [ He wasn't even sure that was a word. She had moves. She had very good moves. He didn't even think she'd go it. He honestly thought she'd punch him or something else. Didn't see that one coming. ] I bet you were a bundle of fun of dance floor. Bet the crazy eyes really did the trick. [ Yeah. He's thinking of her being flexible. It's hard not to. ]
(ooc: I'm laughing like a crazy person at how she's manhandling his stupid ass.)
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While she can lay claim to a similar living situation it's more because of espionage and all the skeletons in her closet that she likes it that way. She's rarely used it to promote sexual exploits but there's a chance she could come around to that kind of thinking.
But right now, it's all to keep him distracted. The more she keeps him thinking about catsuits and flexibility, the longer she has to plan how to take advantage of it.] Crazy eyes? That's not a compliment. If you're trying to keep on my good side you're doing a poor job. [She inched her face closer, titling it as she pressed her lips against his ear and dropped her voice to a whisper.] Where's the handcuff key?
((ooc: It really is just too much fun. Even if she's still tempted to head-butt him while he's this close lol. It's that wants to kill him so badly but is attracted thing. Always fun. Love your Dean btw.))
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She's doing a bang up job of distracting him. Her weight and her previous grinding has his mind in a completely different place. It's not on the fact that he's dealing with a pro. He's thinking about far dirtier situations. ]
I'm a slower learner. [ Insulting her starting to get fun. The only downside? She could probably snap his neck at any given time.
Oh, hello. Lips on his ear. Hot breath rolling down his neck as she spoke. She is a talented woman. Kudos to her. His voice dropped not in any attempt to wow her, but mainly because of the closeness. Talking loud just seemed silly. ] I don't have the slightest clue. Little more shifting and I could be persuaded to look harder. [ Don't break his ( ... )
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