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[tinkertank]

❧Dance ❧With ❧Me?




➷ Pick A Muse
➷ Post a prompt, picture prompt, or set the scene.
➷ Label who you're tagging.
➷ NO REGRETS, JUST LOVE. We can dance until we die, bb.
➷ ...Something like that!

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[laughingandlyric]

A double-? What? No! [Gasped, hands going up at the last moment as Ambrose came barreling over the couch, that he was ever the fawn, boneless when danger was inevitable, that he trusted how easily he fit into Bahorel's arms and how simply he fell back onto the carpet with him would endear rather than enrage, that a bear might chew on something so inoffensive for a few moments before losing interest or even soothing the wounds. So it was that when they hit the floor, rather than wiggle and writhe to get away, Jehan merely made a low and pretty sound, to request compliance, pressing his face into Ambrose's shoulder and insisted,] Don't tickle me, I surrender. The betrayal is enough, surely...?

[bestofthedevil]

[Ambrose twisted as they went down in order to take the bigger brunt of the impact to the floor, to unfurl in such a manner as to put Jehan atop him but clasped in an enveloping embrace.

As the other went nearly boneless in his arms, Ambrose's thought to tickle-attack immediately stopped, that certainly the fun of the struggle did tend to be the fuel to his actions, but far moreso that Jehan's plea was so plaintive, so sweet, and his weight so comfortable, that he only tightened that bear hug and laughed cheerfully.]

You surrender? Then rather than such inhumane torment, you shall be subject to eternal bondage for your crimes~

[laughingandlyric]

Mmn... [A hum in a low pitch against the spot where shoulder met collar bone. Ambrose had shielded him, and the fall was soft and solid, warm and secure enough to bundle against, now that the threat had passed.

Going to prop his chin up against his chest, blinking slowly, wearing an almost sleepy smile now (as if Bahorel's warmth were just the sort of intoxicating thing that promised sweet dreams), he replied,] ...well, I do like bondage... so I guess I don't mind.

[bestofthedevil]

[Ambrose growled affectionately in return to that hum, that the pressure of Jehan's face there was comforting for its own part, that the outpouring of Jehan's relaxed contentedness seeped into Ambrose all on its own.

Peering down at Jehan by lifting his head a little from the ground, a natural frown tugging at the corners of his lips in such a motion, Ambrose took a moment to process what Jehan had said before snorting a laugh, squeezing the other in a slightly tighter hold, then.]

Well, do you, now? I never would've guessed! All that kinky porn you have on your machine and all surely wasn't a tip-off...