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ajremixDidn't mean to put up another one so soon after the previous, but the idea hit me so hard it ruined my ability to read an angsty bondage thing from an unrelated fandom, so I inflict this on everyone else. Enjoy.
Title: The Art of Bondage
Fandom: DCU
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 655
Characters: Booster, Ted, Scott
Summary: Ted wants to learn new escaping techniques, Scott helps and Booster has the best/worst luck ever.
Indiscernible voices were getting more discernible the further down the hall Booster went and eventually formed coherent sentences the closer to the source he got.
"...is really very simple."
"Yeah, easy for you to say Mister I-Can-Sleepwalk-Through-Deathtraps."
"You just need to focus."
"I am focusing! On the fact I can no longer feel my fingers! And I swear- this is getting tighter!"
"Of course it is. It's designed to the more you struggle. The trick is to get out of it before it gets too tight."
"Oh, thank you for that! I don't know why I never asked you for help with this before!"
"I am deliberately ignoring your sarcasm to say I don't know why either, but you're welcome to share in my expertise."
Booster carefully poked his head around the corner, afraid of what Ted and Scott could possibly be getting up to in the hangar. His jaw practically fell to the floor as whatever he was afraid of wasn't a thing like what he was seeing.
Scott sat crosslegged on a consol, cowl draped over a knee and amusement clear in his eyes. Ted, meanwhile, had his wrists bound together over his head, dangling far enough off the floor that he was stretched up on his toes, ankles similarly anchored to the ground. His cowl was also off, face flushed as he struggled. The line of his torso was a strong, graceful arch, legs stretched long and taunt and everywhere his costume molded deliciously to each curve of muscle and the soft sounds he made shot straight through Booster. It was like someone had reached into one of Booster's filthier fantasies and brought it out into the light.
From halfway across the hangar, Ted's eyes locked onto his and Booster let out a soft, inadvertent whimper.
"And now I have an audience," Ted said dryly, arms straining, "wonderful."
Scott waved Booster over before replying, "It really isn't hard, Ted. It's pretty basic."
"Says you. I should've specified something more than 'easy' from a master escape artist."
"You got out of those handcuffs easily. I don't know why this is such a problem for you."
Oh god, Ted in handcuffs. Ted has handcuffs. Booster's brain happily stored that piece of information away for proper enjoyment later and belatedly thanked future textiles for the fact his suit was good about hiding erections.
"Maybe it's a psychological thing? I dunno," Ted grunted, body twisting in ways that had Booster biting whimpers into his lip. "You can get outta this in what? Two seconds?"
"Five, actually," Scott replied with no small amount of sheepishness. "Barda tries to make simple escapes like this a little more, er, challenging."
"Yeah? How's that?"
"Um... mainly by groping me."
Ted paused in his escape attempt to let out an expansive laugh. Scott chuckled in response, cheeks red. Booster had to bite back another whimper.
"Booster- you want to give it a try?"
It took a long moment for Booster to realize Scott wasn't asking if he wanted to grope a tied up Ted but rather if he wanted to try getting out of a bind himself.
"Ted asked if I could teach him some escape tricks," Scott explained, holding up another length of rope. "Something all superheroes should know a bit of, if you ask me."
Booster's eyes kept darting to Ted, memorizing the stretch and twist of his body, the heave of his chest, the way he bit his lip and tossed his head. He was starting to get painfully cramped in his costume. "Um, no thanks. I'm good. I'll, uh, see you guys later."
He practically flew back to his room, locked the door and shoved a hand down his pants as thoughts of Ted, tied up, flushed and begging for Booster, filled his brain. Booster groaned and buried his face into his pillow. Joining the Justice League was simultaneously the best and worst thing he'd ever done.
Title: The Art of Bondage
Fandom: DCU
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 655
Characters: Booster, Ted, Scott
Summary: Ted wants to learn new escaping techniques, Scott helps and Booster has the best/worst luck ever.
Indiscernible voices were getting more discernible the further down the hall Booster went and eventually formed coherent sentences the closer to the source he got.
"...is really very simple."
"Yeah, easy for you to say Mister I-Can-Sleepwalk-Through-Deathtraps."
"You just need to focus."
"I am focusing! On the fact I can no longer feel my fingers! And I swear- this is getting tighter!"
"Of course it is. It's designed to the more you struggle. The trick is to get out of it before it gets too tight."
"Oh, thank you for that! I don't know why I never asked you for help with this before!"
"I am deliberately ignoring your sarcasm to say I don't know why either, but you're welcome to share in my expertise."
Booster carefully poked his head around the corner, afraid of what Ted and Scott could possibly be getting up to in the hangar. His jaw practically fell to the floor as whatever he was afraid of wasn't a thing like what he was seeing.
Scott sat crosslegged on a consol, cowl draped over a knee and amusement clear in his eyes. Ted, meanwhile, had his wrists bound together over his head, dangling far enough off the floor that he was stretched up on his toes, ankles similarly anchored to the ground. His cowl was also off, face flushed as he struggled. The line of his torso was a strong, graceful arch, legs stretched long and taunt and everywhere his costume molded deliciously to each curve of muscle and the soft sounds he made shot straight through Booster. It was like someone had reached into one of Booster's filthier fantasies and brought it out into the light.
From halfway across the hangar, Ted's eyes locked onto his and Booster let out a soft, inadvertent whimper.
"And now I have an audience," Ted said dryly, arms straining, "wonderful."
Scott waved Booster over before replying, "It really isn't hard, Ted. It's pretty basic."
"Says you. I should've specified something more than 'easy' from a master escape artist."
"You got out of those handcuffs easily. I don't know why this is such a problem for you."
Oh god, Ted in handcuffs. Ted has handcuffs. Booster's brain happily stored that piece of information away for proper enjoyment later and belatedly thanked future textiles for the fact his suit was good about hiding erections.
"Maybe it's a psychological thing? I dunno," Ted grunted, body twisting in ways that had Booster biting whimpers into his lip. "You can get outta this in what? Two seconds?"
"Five, actually," Scott replied with no small amount of sheepishness. "Barda tries to make simple escapes like this a little more, er, challenging."
"Yeah? How's that?"
"Um... mainly by groping me."
Ted paused in his escape attempt to let out an expansive laugh. Scott chuckled in response, cheeks red. Booster had to bite back another whimper.
"Booster- you want to give it a try?"
It took a long moment for Booster to realize Scott wasn't asking if he wanted to grope a tied up Ted but rather if he wanted to try getting out of a bind himself.
"Ted asked if I could teach him some escape tricks," Scott explained, holding up another length of rope. "Something all superheroes should know a bit of, if you ask me."
Booster's eyes kept darting to Ted, memorizing the stretch and twist of his body, the heave of his chest, the way he bit his lip and tossed his head. He was starting to get painfully cramped in his costume. "Um, no thanks. I'm good. I'll, uh, see you guys later."
He practically flew back to his room, locked the door and shoved a hand down his pants as thoughts of Ted, tied up, flushed and begging for Booster, filled his brain. Booster groaned and buried his face into his pillow. Joining the Justice League was simultaneously the best and worst thing he'd ever done.
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Date: 2011-04-18 05:17 am (UTC)(Also Scott and Barda doing bondage games is SO HOT.)
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Date: 2011-04-18 06:13 am (UTC)I saw fanart of it and it very much is! (and it makes sooooo much sense, too!)
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Date: 2011-04-18 11:49 am (UTC)I think Booster needs to suggest that Ted come practice escapes in his bedroom. Naked. :D
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Date: 2011-04-18 04:52 pm (UTC)Ted: ....are you trying to tell me something?
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Date: 2011-04-18 01:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-18 04:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-18 07:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-18 11:16 pm (UTC)Don't worry Booster, I think most of us would have that reaction.
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Date: 2011-04-19 04:38 am (UTC)...Ted, tied up, flushed and begging for Booster...
You're writing this, right?
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Date: 2011-04-19 05:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-19 10:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-19 10:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-10 10:29 pm (UTC)And whatever you write will most likely be awesome either way, so I don't mind.