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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: (looming)

[personal profile] doctor_terror 2016-09-12 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
Scarecrow grinned, putting his hands on Ashley's hips, and beginning to thrust. "Mine," He hissed. "You're all mine, pretty one." One of his hands lightly stroked his lover's skin again, to bring out even more lust in him. "You belong to the Scarecrow now."
doctor_terror: (master of fear)

[personal profile] doctor_terror 2016-09-12 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
Crane increased the pace of his thrusts, moaning as his cock drove into the other man's body. His hand slid down Ashley's body to rub his thigh, then trailed up to his back. His fingers slowly ran down his back, giving the impression of a claw going down his back, despite the gentle touch. "I am the thing that goes bump in the night... I am the nightmare that makes you dread sleep... I am fear."
doctor_terror: (big bad scarecrow)

[personal profile] doctor_terror 2016-09-12 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
Crane gasped as he felt Ashley tighten around him, making him climax, closing his eyes as pleasure overwhelmed him.

He thrust in a few more times until he felt himself run dry, before slowly pulling out and inserting the plug back in. Scarecrow leaned over Ashley once more to whisper into his ear, "Mine..."
doctor_terror: (Default)

[personal profile] doctor_terror 2016-09-12 06:04 am (UTC)(link)
Scarecrow leaned in to stroke Ashley's cheek with a finger. "I should hope so," The finger ran down his face and began to circle his neck. "It would make us both sorry if either of us had been displeased." He let the implication linger before lowering his hand.

"I must admit, I am rather pleased I decided to spare you," Crane said. "It's more than worked out."
doctor_terror: (nightmare)

[personal profile] doctor_terror 2016-09-12 06:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Not first hand, obviously," Crane replied, stroking Ashley's back. "I have read my share of Clive Barker, but I'm guessing even that's too much than what you have in mind." He prided himself on the fact that he hadn't seen the movie adaption that had eclipsed the novella. Call him a book snob, however, and one would be sorry.

"Overstimulation and exhaustion, however, that I might be able to do. Who knows, we might even be able to get creative if it means I can see terror in your eyes."
doctor_terror: (fear makes you predictable)

[personal profile] doctor_terror 2016-09-12 07:06 am (UTC)(link)
"It will be an interesting experiment," Scarecrow said. Not the kind of experiment he usually conducted, no. "I can go out and provide rope or handcuffs, to make it even more interesting, if you wish."
doctor_terror: (looming)

[personal profile] doctor_terror 2016-09-13 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Of course, my dear," Scarecrow's fingers ran down Ashley's back. "Though, waking up next to this," He waved at his scarred face. "Might give you nightmares." He sounded perfectly okay with this.
doctor_terror: (scary scarecrow)

[personal profile] doctor_terror 2016-09-13 06:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Scarecrow watched his lover go, getting off the bed to pick up his clothes and mask. He would have to look up how one cleaned silk later, because he predicted those sheets would get rather messy for as long as he kept Ashley.

Crane put his pants back on before he looked at himself in the mirror briefly, running a finger along a scar. And to think people had urged him to get plastic surgery to get this fixed.
doctor_terror: (big bad scarecrow)

[personal profile] doctor_terror 2016-09-13 06:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Crane looked over his shoulder at Ashley, stroking his arm. "Do not expect me to stay up all night painting your toenails," He snarked, in a deadpan tone.
doctor_terror: (master of fear)

[personal profile] doctor_terror 2016-09-13 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Scarecrow looked down at the bed, noticing that Ashley had left the spot he came on. He left to get a wet washcloth and crudely clean the sheets. "Next time I take away your blanket, or make you sleep alone," He hissed. "Or make you sleep with the rat-eaten sheets I could have used instead."

He took his pants back off, setting them in the wardrobe with the rest of his costume, before crawling into bed with his lover.
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[personal profile] doctor_terror 2016-09-13 06:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Scarecrow stroked Ashley's hair until he drifted off.

When he woke up the next morning, his sleepy mind was confused at the unfamiliar bed or weight next to him, until he remembered last night. He could have gotten up, as he usually did, but instead he rolled over so he was facing Ashley. Give him something 'pleasant' to wake up to.
doctor_terror: (pacing)

[personal profile] doctor_terror 2016-09-13 07:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Scarecrow smirked with satisfaction as Ashley awoke, stroking his arm so he could feel the trembling gooseflesh.

"I trust you slept well, pretty thing?"

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