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Sudden drabble of I don't even know.
The Slow Drip of Poison
Source: Norse myth
Pairing: Loki/Sigyn
Rating: M
Warnings: Uh, dub-con, kinda. And just a messed-up relationship in general.
A/N: I'm sure this was influenced by me paging through Sandman: Season of Mists earlier.
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faithful_sigyn
It is all she can hear aside from his thick, heavy breaths. They will turn to screams when the bowl fills, but for now he stares at her with his scarred eyes. He has given up insulting and cursing her. She practically misses it.
She maneuvers herself carefully, touching his clammy skin only as she must. His prick hardens under her fingers, and he glares at her as she guides the organ within her folds. She does not allow the bowl to tip, even as she shivers around him.
They are alone, silent, trapped together under the drip of poison.
Source: Norse myth
Pairing: Loki/Sigyn
Rating: M
Warnings: Uh, dub-con, kinda. And just a messed-up relationship in general.
A/N: I'm sure this was influenced by me paging through Sandman: Season of Mists earlier.
x-posted to
faithful_sigynIt is all she can hear aside from his thick, heavy breaths. They will turn to screams when the bowl fills, but for now he stares at her with his scarred eyes. He has given up insulting and cursing her. She practically misses it.
She maneuvers herself carefully, touching his clammy skin only as she must. His prick hardens under her fingers, and he glares at her as she guides the organ within her folds. She does not allow the bowl to tip, even as she shivers around him.
They are alone, silent, trapped together under the drip of poison.