673. The return of the return of the captivity meme - now with more scenarios!

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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

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Natasha Romanoff | Marvel Movieverse

[redinmyledger]

[redinmyledger]

[And the jacket really does suit him. She's guilty of having thoughts involving him wearing nothing but the jacket and she's trying really, really hard to ignore them because then she doesn't so much want to kill him but devour him in a completely different way.

She grinds down again and instead of breaking his neck or even headbutting him like she's been considering, she catches his ear lobe between her teeth and gives it a sharp tug.]

Careful there, little fly. I'm known as Black Widow for a reason. [She pulled back to look at him again, her arm starting to get a dull ache from being pulled in the awkward position while it's attached to the air conditioner but she can manage.] I suggest you look before all the blood rushes south. You're going to be no good to me when you're left with just one head doing all the thinking.

((ooc: This is true. I do miss season 1 Dean so bad. The crazy ones are always the best in bed >.> You're quite welcome. Aw, thank you very much. I keep trying to work hard to keep her IC.))

[driveeverywhere]

[ If you tell him that he'd do it. He's a sonuvabitch who is good at doing three things. Taking down demons, looking after Sammy and sex. Three very different things, but at least he knew what his talented areas were. Well. He had a fourth. It was lying, but anyone could lie. It wasn't exactly a skill he could brag about. Anyone could do it. ]

Oh. [ She's very good at that. Adding in the ear biting was just a goddamn bonus. Dean doesn't stand a chance going up against her. He probably should have gotten into the Impala and gotten the hell outta dodge when he met her. She's gonna eat him alive. ]

You're not gonna bite my head off are you? [ Black Widow is not a flattering nickname. Especially since his mind keeps flashing to some monster that unhinges her jaw and eats him whole. He had to shake that off. ] The bathroom. I didn't look in the bathroom. [ His voice is strained and low. She really knows what she's doing with those legs

[redinmyledger]

[And she was definitely one of the anyones who could lie, but right now he was getting most of the truth. This wasn't some cover, this was very much Natasha even if she was making with the manipulation. Mostly the spy thing summed up her skill set. She couldn't help it if she had been brainwashed that way.

Yes, yes she was. And she was slowly starting to lose track of what was manipulation and what was happening just because she had the man with the delicious mouth at her mercy. Her teeth moved down to nip at his jaw before she licked a stripe up the side of his face.

And oh so reluctantly she started to move like she was going to slide of his lap and finally release him.] No, not literally. But if you don't check that bathroom I will still kill you by suffocating you with my thighs.

((ooc: I have a Dean I play up til Season 3 and a Sam who is season 1 & 2. I honestly haven't been a fan of what happened to them in later seasons. Plus I like the brother relationship before it got pissed over.))

[driveeverywhere]

[ Well some might say that Dean's been brainwashed into this life. Dean would argue that he wasn't. He was living this life for a reason. For his mother. His mother had been killed and getting that sonuvabitch back was important. The other important thing? Finding his father. He had complete faith in his old man, but it had been a lengthy amount of time since the guy checked in. Much too long.

Teeth. Licking. You might as well just call Dean putty right now. It's impossible for him to focus on anything other than what her mouth was doing. He was fairly certain these actions would make his calm and collected little brother lose it. Then again Dean didn't want his brother in his head right now. ]

That is--very important information. I will remember it. [ Release. Freedom. Awkward bulge. She had done a fair amount of grinding. He was only human. Dean scrambled away from her and dashed into the bathroom. He really did not want her to suffocate him. It was becoming very apparent that she possessed that skill set

[redinmyledger]

[At least he had family. Natasha was a loner through and through. She had teammates, people she worked with. No family. The only reason she did this anymore was because she didn't know any other way to live.

And she didn't want his brother here. She hadn't met the guy, but Dean was the one keeping her attention. Even if some of that involved murderous thoughts.

She licked her lips at the sight of the bulge, her head tilted as she took a moment to admire the size of it. She was still a woman. She could appreciate a fine man as much as the next girl.

When he had come back and at least had enough brain function to think of his lock pick set, she smiled. Nothing wicked, nothing manipulative. Just an honest smile. With her free hand she crossed a finger over her heart.] Deal. You give that to me and I won't smother you. Maybe just kick you in the shins.

((I really hope so. It was just getting too frustrating to watch and I'm starting to feel like the only person who hasn't been digging the angel/demon/lucifer thing. Ooh, I'll keep an

[driveeverywhere]

[ She can borrow Sam. That little puppy bastard has enough heart to make anyone feel close to the Winchester boys. That shaggy hair and stupid smile could win just about anyone over. Though she shouldn't count those teammates out. Dean knows damn well that blood isn't always family. Bobby was family and the man wasn't blood. It all came down to how much you depended on them.

That smile is much better. It's calm and she doesn't look like she's about to snap his neck either. Smile like that more often and maybe Dean'll stop calling you crazy--to your face. Just a suggestion though. No need to actually follow through. ]

Painful, but I'll take it. [ He tossed the small black case onto her lap and took a step back. He kept his hands up and out in front of him. He didn't want her to suddenly itch for some violence and come at him full force. ] You know what you're doing right?

(ooc: It really was. I know how you feel. It is a lot of angel/demon/lucifer stuff. I love Castiel. I play him. rebelledforyou is the sn. I also play Jimmy Novak

[redinmyledger]

[Being close to the Winchester boys probably wasn't a bad place for a girl to be, but she was sure Dean would at least have her turning grey before her time. Most of the time she didn't count the teammates out but trust issues was something she still had in spades.

The smile stayed, even as she flicked open the kit with one hand and had the cuffs open and off in a couple of blinks. She rolled her wrist and arm, stretching it out a little to get the blood flowing again.]

Clean me up and maybe I'll downgrade it to another bite to the ear. Or nipple. [She smirked faintly now, tossing the cuffs and kit at him before she held her own hands up to show she wasn't going to hurt him as she moved closer.] I'm Natasha.

((ooc: Oh, I think I've seen that Castiel. I wouldn't have minded him if all the other douchey angels didn't follow lol. Dean's been one of mine for a while but the girls tend to get more play time. Now at least I know who to tag ;) ))

[driveeverywhere]

[ Dean watched her work with a tilt of his head. She seemed to know what she was doing. She worked quickly and before he could even process she was free. He was pretty sure she had done that faster than Dean could. He wouldn't be admitting to this or telling Sam a thing. He needed to stay manly. Stay manly.

Or the nipple? Forward. Ballsy. Clearly could kick his ass. This was turning into a weird kind of day. He wasn't used to a woman with bigger balls than him and more training to back it up. It was kind of crazy. ]

Alright. [ He nodded and straightened up. ] Dean. [ Somehow giving her his real last name just didn't seem safe. She could still have a change of heart and track him down to kill him. He didn't really want that. ] Bathroom. Kits in my bag. [ He side stepped towards his duffle. ] Color me curious, but what exactly are you doing here?

(ooc: I play him a bit here and there. Mostly it's in a PSL with a friend. Jimmy I try to put on SWS when I can help it. I liked Anna, but the others I was not thrilled about. Well, until

[redinmyledger]

[She had no intentions of questioning his manhood at any stage but she was a master spy. If she wasn't good with picking locks by now then she had no business claiming to be a spy.

She tucked a few red curls behind her ear before taking off her jacket, leaving her in the shirt that oh so conveniently showed her cleavage any time she leaned forward. The trail of blood from where the cuffs had broken through her skin could be seen more clearly and she glanced at him again before grinning. Yes, the nipple really would do nicely if she could get him shirtless.

Pleasure to meet you, Dean. And I am sorry about the kick to the face. [There was that warm smile again, and she gave her fingers a little wave before disappearing into the bathroom to clean up.] I told you, you were interfering with my turf. I do work for the government and you were trampling all over my attempt to find a person of interest.

((ooc: Oh yeah, Gabriel was great. I think it helped he started off as a trickster. And I know what you mean - Have that same problem with

[driveeverywhere]

[ Dean's a dropout with nothing honest in his life except for his baby brother. He's supposed to be dead. He is technically dead to the government. That shifter took care of that little issue for him. He really did want to go to his own funeral. Such a shame.

The cleavage. The one thing that can make a man powerless. A simple bend or an arm touch and they were usually putty. If Dean were a v-neck t-shirt he wouldn't look sexy or alluring. Dean would just look like a giant douchebag. He didn't want that.

Dean slowly lifted a hand and found himself mimicking her little wave. Once she was in the bathroom he snapped out of it. He dropped his hand and went to his duffle to dig out the first aid kit. This would be the second time in a couple of days he had played doctor. The first was with Sammy. He had a feeling this time would be a lot more fun. ]

Government. Right. [ He mentally kicked himself. He was going to have to stay away from using his real name around her. She could go back to whatever agency she worked for and poke around

[redinmyledger]

[As far as she's concerned he looks pretty good for a dead man. But then that's something she can understand. She's lost count of the number of times she was supposed to have been dead.

Natasha held out her wrist obediently when he came up next to her, first studying his reflection in the mirror before looking up at him in the flesh.]

Don't hate me just because I work for an agency. I'm not interested in you. Not in that respect. As far as I'm concerned you don't exist and I think that would keep you happy, hm? Unless you're planning on taking over the world, or ending it any time soon you don't need to worry.

[She ran her tongue over her lips again before pressing them together and smiling just a little.] The jolly green giant. I don't think you could miss him.

((ooc: Pshaw, just roll with it. I'm not about to discourage a Tom Hardy face that's for sure.))

[driveeverywhere]

[ He's probably one of the best looking dead guys in the US. It's not like there's a large population of them. He's fairly certain he has that market cornered pretty tightly.

Dean was focusing on her wrist as she spoke. He had torn open an antiseptic wipe with his teeth and was working his way alone the wrist gently. He knew they could sting like a bitch. Though that might not really be a concern of hers. She seemed like the type to block out pain if necessary. ]

In that respect. [ He repeated the phrase with a smile as he worked. He caught everything else, but he was gonna zero on in that little bit. ] Very good to know.

[ He tossed the wipe and reached for a bandage. He tore it open with his teeth--yet again. They were handy tools. He put it on and looked up with a brow raised. ] The dude from the vegetables?

(ooc: I saw his movie Warrior and it just gave me so much bamf muse that I couldn't resist using that face.)

[redinmyledger]

[It's true, he really is and he really, really does. She's not ashamed to appreciate a good looking dead guy when he's right there in front of her.

She sucked in a breath slightly, but didn't flinch or show any other sign of pain. She'd been through much worse and the truth was she hated being knocked out cold or given any sort of drugs. But he had a surprisingly gentle touch for hands that were obviously used to working. They were rough, even calloused. It had her wondering even more what it was he really did. US Marshalls didn't have those sorts of hands.

Her eyes inevitably went back to his mouth.] Of course you focus on that comment. Why am I even surprised?

[Natasha laughed softly.] No, not quite. Though I suppose he is like an incredibly angry, gigantic piece of broccoli.

((ooc: Ooh, I haven't seen that yet. I keep meaning to.))

[driveeverywhere]

[ Dean's smile grew. He was proud. Always so proud of his childish and douchebag comments. ] You said it, legs. Not me. [ He reached over and shut the kit. He put his hand flat on the sink and gave her another once over. Pretty crazy, but still very hot.

A gigantic piece of angry broccoli. He was not aware a person could actually resemble that description. He hunted monsters and things that went bump in the night. He saw hairy things. He saw scaly things. He saw disgusting things. He didn't see too many green things. ]

So you're job is kinda weird huh? [ He would have mentioned that it was weird like his, but that was too much information about himself. Whether she'd share this information or not meant nothing. Dean was still a paranoid bastard and it wasn't just himself he was protecting. He was looking after Sammy. ]

I have one tiny question. [ He tilted his head and pondered how to ask this. With a nod of his head he finally smiled. ] Is this leather catsuit a real thing?

(ooc: It's pretty amazing. I thought it was just gonna

[redinmyledger]

[She gave an amused snort at hearing the nickname again, looking over his bandaging technique before meeting his gaze as she rest her hip against the sink. So he was still an occasional idiot, but he was a gorgeous one and he knew how to give first aid. That was always a redeeming quality.]

Weird is a good day. I can't even begin to tell you the half of it. Mostly because I really am trying hard not to have a reason to kill you now. [She gave as much as she was willing to give, still not about to tell him which agency or what the rest of her job entailed. Just like he wasn't about to get her last name either.

His question had her blinking and then she really did laugh, the sound echoing in the tiny bathroom as it bounced off the tiled walls.] Yes, it's real.