He purrs, pleased with him, moving to strip off his own shirt. He tosses it over Bruce's back, informal, using him as a rack, then starts unlacing his boots.
The boots join the shirt, perched flat on Bruce's back as Bane rises, carelessly, walking away from him and leaving him relegated to furniture. He deliberately moves behind him, where Bruce can't see, only hear him searching about.
He's had several instructors over the years who taught him to walk with a glass of water balanced on his head, or his shoulders. Ninja things.
But he's never been turned into a footrest before. This isn't a test of his endurance or stealth, and it certainly doesn't hurt or bring pleasure, so he's waiting on something bigger.
He's determined not to drop the boots, and he's acrobatic and agile when he needs to be. It's too big a risk to turn his head just to look at what Bane is doing.
He's been caned before, as punishment for theft. He holds Bane's gaze a while, but there isn't the anger he's had every other time they've worked together.
"I think we won't be giving them any pictures of me from the back."
He is in no place to identify why the idea of it hits so right. He's an intensely private person, he would never hope for any of his friends to know such intimate things. But hearing Bane threaten it as he brings the cane down earns a groan of approval.
He forces it to meld halfway into a sound of protest.
One of the boots topples off despite Bruce's attempts to stay still. He's starting to feel pleasantly warm, and looks at Bane smugly to see what he'll do about that boot.
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Date: 2012-08-22 06:34 am (UTC)He purrs, pleased with him, moving to strip off his own shirt. He tosses it over Bruce's back, informal, using him as a rack, then starts unlacing his boots.
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Date: 2012-08-22 06:40 am (UTC)But he's never been turned into a footrest before. This isn't a test of his endurance or stealth, and it certainly doesn't hurt or bring pleasure, so he's waiting on something bigger.
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Date: 2012-08-22 06:41 am (UTC)He asks quietly, right behind him, low and taunting.
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Date: 2012-08-22 06:50 am (UTC)That's how it's doing.
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Date: 2012-08-22 06:56 am (UTC)"You aren't in a position to make such demands."
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Date: 2012-08-22 06:59 am (UTC)"What demands are you going to make?"
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Date: 2012-08-22 07:07 am (UTC)The wood knocks his thighs apart.
"-I'll merely enjoy your humiliation."
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Date: 2012-08-22 11:32 am (UTC)The wood is a cane, it turns out. It's more easy to tell when Bane crouches next to him and holds it flat against the backs of his thighs.
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Date: 2012-08-22 03:03 pm (UTC)"I think we won't be giving them any pictures of me from the back."
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Date: 2012-08-22 03:30 pm (UTC)"Or perhaps I'll take hundreds of pictures."
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Date: 2012-08-22 03:34 pm (UTC)"For your private collection."
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Date: 2012-08-22 03:40 pm (UTC)Swish, and it comes down again.
"The flush on your cheeks after an orgasm, the hot sling of come against bruised skin."
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Date: 2012-08-22 04:17 pm (UTC)He forces it to meld halfway into a sound of protest.
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Date: 2012-08-22 05:24 pm (UTC)He twirls the cane idly between his fingers, stings him with just the tip.
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Date: 2012-08-22 05:39 pm (UTC)"I think you just like the thought of showing me off."
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Date: 2012-08-22 05:46 pm (UTC)Another stinging swipe, then he rewards him with three hard thwacks with the thing, jarring and deep.
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Date: 2012-08-22 05:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-08-22 05:55 pm (UTC)Slipping forwards, tip of the cane going under his chin, tilting his head all the way back.
"Look at what you've done."
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Date: 2012-08-22 06:21 pm (UTC)He orders him, voice raising into authority and volume, lifting his hand away, bringing the cane down across his shoulders.
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