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Ashley Raventon ([personal profile] raventonbeauty) wrote in [community profile] marlowemuses2016-09-10 09:25 pm

Fear and Adrenaline, for doctor_terror

From here.



Ashley smiled wryly at the question, tilting his head up to kiss the tip of Scarecrow's scarred nose. "Let me up," he said, pushing at Scarecrow and giving him a pout. Dizzy with afterglow from the intense orgasm, Ashley bit his lip, watching Scarecrow with low-lidded eyes. "You ought to learn how to finger someone."
doctor_terror: (big bad scarecrow)

[personal profile] doctor_terror 2016-10-22 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
Crane looked down at his watch. "I suppose we can end early today. Just remember what I said about trying to slip away." He went back behind his desk to write down some more stuff, mostly to look busy.
doctor_terror: (master of fear)

[personal profile] doctor_terror 2016-10-24 06:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Crane waited until he knew Ashley was gone before he went down into his wine cellar and opened up yet another hidden section of his house. This led to his chemistry lab, where he spent a good few hours mixing his toxin before lunch.

After that, he spent the rest of the afternoon reading and keeping an eye on the clock. He smiled to himself when he heard Ashley return. He put his book down and went to the kitchen, having made some soup for himself earlier, and poured a bowl, going up to Ashley's room and setting it by the door again. "If you wish to eat, your dinner is by the door." He went back down to the library to give it another half hour before switching personas.
doctor_terror: (master of fear)

[personal profile] doctor_terror 2016-11-02 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
[Btw, the book is quite good so far]

Crane waited until a half hour had passed before checking to make sure Ashley wasn't about to come downstairs while he changed. He activated the secret wall again and exchanged masks and clothes. Before going to Ashley's room, he went to his office to fetch a textbook he never thought he'd have to use until now.

Scarecrow, feeling a little dramatic tonight, raked his dull nails down Ashley's door, making a scraping sound and moaned, "Ashley..."
doctor_terror: (fear makes you predictable)

[personal profile] doctor_terror 2016-11-02 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
When Ashley didn't answer the door, Scarecrow slowly turned the knob, feeling like a creature out of a horror novel or fairy tale. He edged his way in slowly, closing the door behind him, the textbook still tucked under his arm.

"How is my pet tonight?"
doctor_terror: (looming)

[personal profile] doctor_terror 2016-11-02 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
"I suspect he is hiding more than he lets on," Scarecrow replied, approaching the bed. "I've been watching him from afar and from the shadows. He is fixated on you. I believe he did not bring you here to 'fix' you."

He finally set the textbook down on the nightstand. It was a sexual education book about kink. Crane had brought it with him from Gotham, and it had only been shelf-filler, much like any of his other textbooks that weren't psychology or chemistry related.
doctor_terror: (pacing)

[personal profile] doctor_terror 2016-11-02 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Perhaps he is simply waiting for the right moment," Scarecrow replied coolly. "Waiting for you to let your guard down, perhaps." In truth, he was still debating whether to reveal his secret, or continue scaring him as Crane.

"I found that in his office. Perhaps it will give us ideas," He opened the book to a random page, namely a chapter about how to achieve multiple orgasms.
doctor_terror: (this is my happy face)

[personal profile] doctor_terror 2016-11-02 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
Scarecrow had to lean in and squint at the page to read it, since he'd left his reading glasses downstairs. He grinned wickedly when he looked back at Ashley.

"Oh yes..." He whispered. "The doctor has stepped out, so you can be as loud as you like." Though the idea of gagging him also crossed Scarecrow's mind.
doctor_terror: (big bad scarecrow)

[personal profile] doctor_terror 2016-11-12 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"On your back, my dear," Scarecrow whispered, taking off his gauntlet and vest. He also took off the cloth gloves and set them aside. No sense in getting those dirty. "I want to see your pretty face as I take you."
Edited 2016-11-12 22:15 (UTC)
doctor_terror: (light up)

[personal profile] doctor_terror 2016-11-13 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Scarecrow's blue eyes gazed at Ashley's flawless body, his hand running down his chest, before leaning over the bed to retrieve the lubricant. "My plaything..." Crane slicked up his fingers and his hand immediately went between Ashley's legs, pressing against his entrance before pushing a pair of fingers in.
doctor_terror: (master of fear)

[personal profile] doctor_terror 2016-11-16 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
Scarecrow grinned as he thrust his fingers into the willing body beneath him, his eyes locking with Ashley's. "Look upon me," He whispered, circling Ashley's nipple with his free hand. "Gaze into the face of terror. I am fear." It was Crane's idea of dirty talk.
doctor_terror: (looming)

[personal profile] doctor_terror 2016-11-16 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
Scarecrow drank in Ashley's gaze, the mix of fear and pleasure a cocktail that spurned him on. He began to scissor his fingers, glad that he'd done a little 'extracurricular' reading this afternoon. His tongue slid out between the threads of his mask and slowly ran up Ashley's beautiful lips.
doctor_terror: (prepare for injection)

[personal profile] doctor_terror 2016-11-19 09:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Scarecrow shifted his fingers until he found Ashley's prostate, having approximate knowledge of where it might be. His face went to where his lover's neck met his shoulder and took a whiff. "I can smell your fear. It is intoxicating."
doctor_terror: (looming)

[personal profile] doctor_terror 2016-11-20 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
Scarecrow finally withdrew his fingers, running the slick digits along his lover's thigh and leaving a trail of lubricant, like a snail. "Before tonight is out, I will hear you scream."

Crane unzipped himself to lubricate his cock, which he wasted no time in penetrating the younger man with, releasing a moan of relief.

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