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Post by Miss Mandy on Mar 5, 2008 3:19:50 GMT -5
Quicksilver laughed a light, innocent laugh as she more or less skipped across the room, examined something else on the table with a wicked light flashing in her optics. Fingers swept over the cold metal lovingly and there was a rattle as she picked the item up.
With a slow turn, she kept her treasure hidden behind her back and sauntered back over to Desinex, putting the setting of the cattle prod back to the light static charge and slowly running it over his chestplate, dipping it underneath every little bit.
"Where did I learn it from? Oh, I don't know. Just picked it up from somewhere." She was loathe to actually admit that this kind of thing was a bit of a family tradition, as bizzarre and disgusting as it sounded. Quicksilver's mother had pretty much left all of her databanks and memories open for her to access while carrying Quicksilver. Sparklings, being naturally curious, were more than happy to soak up as much as they could.
And Quicksilver did.
And this was the result.
"Now, on your feet and on the berth." She brought her hand out from behind her back to reveal what she had been carrying with her.
Manacles.
They dangled from her hand, the chains clanking and clinking, the metal gleaming in the dim light of the room.
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Post by Den on Mar 5, 2008 4:02:20 GMT -5
Standing took a bit more effort than the sniper would have liked, but he managed to stay on his feet long enough to get to the berth. Smirking a little when he realized what Quicksilver had, the mech arched an optic ridge. "I'm guessing that this is part of today's lesson?"
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Post by Miss Mandy on Mar 5, 2008 4:12:11 GMT -5
Quicksilver applied the restraints to Desinex's ankles first then attatched them to the berth. She then slowly climbed on top of him and securely fastened his wrists then slowly ran her fingertips down his arms, slipping them into the joints under his arms and wriggling them about lazily.
Whispering into his audio she said, "Oh yes, indeed. You must learn patience. What better way to do so than when completely under the mercy of someone else?"
Quicksilver's lips barely brushed against Desinex's.
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Post by Den on Mar 5, 2008 4:22:42 GMT -5
Desinex struggled against the restraints a bit, trying to press his lips against Quicksilver's a bit more firmly. He knew she'd probably punish him for that, but it would be worth it. Besides, he had a few ideas of how to show Quicksilver he could learn quickly and adapt even quicker...
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Showtime frowned a bit more, concern flickering in his optics. "Are you sure? I mean...I'd feel horrible if something happened to you, because I didn't insist that you go see a medic..."
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Post by Miss Mandy on Mar 5, 2008 4:31:17 GMT -5
Quicksilver pulled away to keep Desinex from kissing her fully.
"Ah, ah, ah... Patience, remember?" She sat up, cupping her chin in her hand, considering Desinex for a moment. "Now, for that I will have to punish you, but how?" Her face brightened, "Of course, I know!"
Her finger lightly ran around the edge of Desinex's visor. "You rely on this greatly, don't you? Without it you are rendered blind. This shall be your punishment." Deftly, she removed the visor. She leaned forward again, pressing her body against his fully, nuzzling his neck for a bit before biting into it harsly.
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Post by Den on Mar 5, 2008 4:43:17 GMT -5
Desinex let out a low growl when Quicksilver pulled away. The growl deepened as the femme deftly removed his visor. Energon raced through his system, and he struggled against the restraints a bit harder, even though he knew it was a futile attempt. It was exciting, he had to admit, being completely and utterly at the mercy of Quicksilver.
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Post by Miss Mandy on Mar 5, 2008 15:54:23 GMT -5
Quicksilver got up and silently circled the berth. Without his visor Desinex would have no idea where she was. Deftly, she picked up the cattle prod again and lightly ran it down Desi's right side, making sure it was on it's lowest setting.
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Post by Den on Mar 5, 2008 16:21:30 GMT -5
Desinex flinched and growled when the tingle of the cattle prod met his side. His head jerked towards the direction he thought Quicksilver was, as he tried to move away from the cattle prod. The restraints stopped his attempts to get away, however, and his intakes sped up as the idea of just how vulnerable he was caught up with him.
He would normally never allow himself to be put in such a position, especially by a fellow Decepticon, but as he trusted Quicksilver, something that had come as a bit of a surprise to the sniper when he had first realized it, he consented to being rendered nearly helpless on a regular basis. And, he had reflected at one point, he did enjoy being completely and utterly at Quicksilver's mercy.
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Post by Miss Mandy on Mar 5, 2008 16:25:17 GMT -5
Quicksilver smiled at Desinex's reaction and slowly trailed the prod over his legs, then up his abdominal plating and ran it gently over his chest, making sure to take her time.
"Enjoying yoursef?"
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Post by Den on Mar 5, 2008 16:52:32 GMT -5
Whatever Desinex had intended to say was lost in a growl and in the revving of his engine. He tried thrashing against the restraints, but whoever had made them had made them well, and his efforts were for naught.
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Post by Miss Mandy on Mar 5, 2008 17:00:34 GMT -5
Quicksilver ((Yes, Mandy, Quicksilver, not Desinex.)) giggled and slipped the cattle prod under Desinex's chestplate and watched his face in fascination.
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Post by Den on Mar 5, 2008 17:35:56 GMT -5
Desinex arched his back, straining servos and connector cables as he tried to bite back the growling moan he let out. He would not be reduced to begging, if he could help it, but primus, it was hard not to be vocal, especially when he could feel the fragging cattle prod.
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Post by Miss Mandy on Mar 5, 2008 17:39:45 GMT -5
Quicksilver smiled and left the prod there just a little bit longer. The sounds coming from Desinex were exhillerating and hinted that perhaps he was enjoying this far too much.
Slowly she removed the cattle prod and tilted her head as she waited for his reaction.
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Post by Den on Mar 5, 2008 18:07:01 GMT -5
Desinex's head fell back against the berth, intakes working at full capacity. He tried to fix Quicksilver with a glare, but found he just couldn't.
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Post by Miss Mandy on Mar 5, 2008 18:12:56 GMT -5
"See, Desinex, I told you that I would teach you patience."
With that, Quicksilver started her sweet, slow torture on the helpless mech chained to her berth.
((AAAAAAAnnnnddd! That's all I have to say about that!))
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Lady Dragoon
Cannon Fodder
Close-ish(or not!) to what I think for human or holo!Joust. XD
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Post by Lady Dragoon on Mar 6, 2008 2:07:04 GMT -5
Joust smiled sightly at Showtime and said, "Really! ...S-still, i-if it make you f-feel better, I-i can have a medic check me later, S-s-showtime."
She almost yelled in rage as she frizzed AGAIN. ARGH! WHY MUST I KEEP ON FRIZZING!?
The knight almost growled to herself. Won't keep on stutter...slaggit!
OOC: *get yell at by femme Joust* Hey! Ain't my fault ya frizz! *grumble*
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Post by Den on Mar 6, 2008 10:31:52 GMT -5
Showtime nodded a bit, "Try to take care of yourself, okay? I've gotta get going...I have a feeling the Twin Terrors are setting up what promises to be a spectacular prank...and if their last string of pranks are anything to go by, we're gonna need all available mechs to clean up the results..." With a small chuckle, Showtime stood, before backing up a bit and transforming. As the Camaro drove off, the song "Hound Dog" could be heard blasting over the speakers.
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Lady Dragoon
Cannon Fodder
Close-ish(or not!) to what I think for human or holo!Joust. XD
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Post by Lady Dragoon on Mar 7, 2008 2:12:16 GMT -5
Joust nodded to him, "I will. See ya some other time."
The femme barked in laughter, "Hah, know what ya mean, I won't be surprise if the 'Ninja' is plotting a prank as well."
She almost grumbled something like 'It's a good thing the prankers will never work together on a prank.'
~*~*~ Hoshiko was making all the furbies learn some songs, he began to plan on where he would put them.
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Post by Den on Mar 7, 2008 16:26:20 GMT -5
WakeJumper yawned a little, before resuming her coloring. She blinked a few times, trying to focus on the picture she was working on, before shrugging a little and curling up for a quick nap.
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Post by Miss Mandy on Mar 7, 2008 17:00:36 GMT -5
Quicksilver woke from recharge and stretched, a yawn coming from her intakes. Long, graceful arms and legs wrapped around the frame of Desinex. With a low, soft purr she nuzzled his throat, nipping sharply at the cabling there.
"Good morning."
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