http://darkbishie.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] darkbishie.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] entangleme2011-01-03 11:42 pm

IT HAS BEEN COMMANDED

SEXY MEME?
Holidays are supposed to make people happy, right? Well, holidays for you sucked. You didn't get to see your family or maybe you have no family at all. If you're a villain, maybe another year has gone by and you still haven't taken over the world. If you're a hero, maybe you're a B-lister who still doesn't have his own action figure. Last night you felt incredibly lonely and pathetic and sad, so you hit the bar. Hard.

Well honey, the bar hit back. You wake up in a cheap motel bed and you're not alone.

What. The. Hell?

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TOTALLY STOLEN FROM SOMEONE WHO STOLE IT FROM SOMEONE ELSE.

[identity profile] itwaspoison.livejournal.com 2011-01-04 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
Sandoval's lithe, blue-grey body contrasted in an interesting manner with the stitches and scars that perforated Fran's. Well, that, and the sheer amount of sticky white goo was startling.

[identity profile] makes-you-scary.livejournal.com 2011-01-04 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
Fran, for lack of a better tone, has no idea what had happened last night. All she knew was that she currently had use of her extra arms that were normally reserved for surgery and was certain her head had been detached sometime during the last night.

[identity profile] itwaspoison.livejournal.com 2011-01-04 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
And Sandy enjoyed every minute of it. His head pounded, but other, perhaps less savory areas of his body were just fine. Just... fine...

[identity profile] makes-you-scary.livejournal.com 2011-01-04 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
"What happened to me last night...?" Fran said with 2 of her hour hands propped against her pounding head. She barely remembered the name of the elf beside her but that memory was enough to make her revolted by the situation.

[identity profile] itwaspoison.livejournal.com 2011-01-04 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
He shook his long white hair out of his eyes, and traced along one of the stitching lines on Fran's leg. "You were drinking, and I was drinking, and then we had copious amounts of necrophiliac sex, and you had more arms than I remember you starting with, and then you woke up a minute or two after me."

[identity profile] makes-you-scary.livejournal.com 2011-01-04 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
Oh god, Fran thought as the elf beside her traced her leg. "I think this makes a strong case for me to never drink again."

[identity profile] itwaspoison.livejournal.com 2011-01-04 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Or," he replied, the tip of his tongue flicking against her shoulder, "a case for you to drink more often. The things you said last night and the things you are saying now are quite different, you know, doctor."

[identity profile] makes-you-scary.livejournal.com 2011-01-04 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
She had no idea what had happened last night and was frankly scare to ask. But, as a scientist and doctor her curiosity always won out in the end, resulting in her inquiry into things probably not meant for mortal ears.

"I...Don't remember anything, what did I say?

[identity profile] itwaspoison.livejournal.com 2011-01-04 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
He grinned. "Oh, you know. 'Sandoval, your cock is positively astronomical!' and 'Never stop, never stop!' and 'Put my head back on when you are done with my throat.' I would call that consent if I would call anything consent." His tongue slip up a seam on her neck, stopped behind her ear.

[identity profile] makes-you-scary.livejournal.com 2011-01-04 06:21 am (UTC)(link)
Fran wished she could die the moment Sandoval began speaking, not that she could kill herself even if she wanted to. "Oh my,could you please never speak of this to anyone else on the station?" She asked with all of the sinserity she could muster."

"Please forgive me Dr. Madaraki..."

[identity profile] itwaspoison.livejournal.com 2011-01-04 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm certain," he began, "that we could come to a little... understanding..." he said, and his hands wandered down on her body, toward those uncharted lands man discovers now and again. "I've been known to keep secrets now and again, so long as there is equal compensation. One more time, doctor, and then I will be silent as the grave."

[identity profile] makes-you-scary.livejournal.com 2011-01-04 06:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Your black mailing me!?" Fran shouted. She didn't want to give into the perverted Elf's demands but she had no other choice, it was either play with him for a bit or be embarrassed on a universal scale. The choice was clear.

"Fine, you pervert, we can go one more round if you promise to seal those lips of yours on the matter."

[identity profile] itwaspoison.livejournal.com 2011-01-04 07:09 am (UTC)(link)
His tongue was not on her shoulder any more. "Your secret is safe with me, doctor." Until such time as I feel like eating dead fish again, he thought to himself. The game now was to make Fran arrive at Happyland station. That alone would give him enough pleasure, the sheer irony of it.

[identity profile] makes-you-scary.livejournal.com 2011-01-04 07:17 am (UTC)(link)
All Fran could really do as Sandoval probed her nether regions was moan a bit and establish a firm grip upon the posts head board of her bed with two of her four arms. She wasn't enjoying the moment mentally, though her body was singing quite the different tune.

[identity profile] itwaspoison.livejournal.com 2011-01-04 07:29 am (UTC)(link)
And he would not let up until she cried out. The game was all the more entertaining, knowing her brain fought with her body for control over whether she would have fun or not. Fingers and tongue made an impressive teasing team, but he would only push to the very edge of her limits before letting off for a moment. Then he'd be back on it, just up to the edge, and then back off. When he finally let her go, she'd go.

[identity profile] makes-you-scary.livejournal.com 2011-01-05 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
Fran grip on the bed's headboard grew tighter. She was doing her best to keep in the what her body was feeling, though her resistance was slowly breaking down to the fact that whatever happened last night was rather rough and the simple fact that she wants all this to end sooner rather then later.

[identity profile] loyal-judas.livejournal.com 2011-01-06 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
Riff walked over to the young woman, a cool, slightly damp clothe in one hand, and a glass of water in the other. He set the clothe on her forehead and offered her the cup of water.

"Really, Ms. Madaraki, you should know getting that drunk isn't healthy in anyway, even for you."

[identity profile] makes-you-scary.livejournal.com 2011-01-07 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
Fran rubs her eyes in disbelief, did she really drink that much last night? The world was a harsh place indeed sometimes. She eventually takes the water from her fellow doctors hand before speaking.

"Did anything happen last night I should know about?"

[identity profile] loyal-judas.livejournal.com 2011-01-07 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
A light blush colored the pale man's cheeks, but he gave a light smile and shook his head.

"You were very drunk when I found you, but no, nothing, you basically passed out."

He wasn't going to mention their strange but brief conversation from the Bucket to the nearest bed.

"How are you feeling?"

[identity profile] makes-you-scary.livejournal.com 2011-01-07 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
The zombie doctor breathed a deep sigh of relief at her friend's words. She had been quite worried she had lost something she had planned to give to Dr. Madaraki...

"My head feels terrible, but I should be ok in a few hours. Thank you for taking care of me while I was out."

[identity profile] loyal-judas.livejournal.com 2011-01-07 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
"You are most welcome,although, I couldn't have just left a friend in such a state."

Gently he re-wet the cloth and laid it on her head.

"Just rest, and...try not to make this a habit."

For once a full smile streched across the young man's face.

[identity profile] makes-you-scary.livejournal.com 2011-01-07 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't normally drink." Fran said clutching her head. "I barley even remember why I did last night."

[identity profile] loyal-judas.livejournal.com 2011-01-07 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Maybe it was just one of those nights."

Riff could remeber nights when he was younger when he was just sick of everything and so drowned himself in a nameless bar, always to regret it in the morning.

"Sometimes it just sounds like a good idea, even when it's not."

[identity profile] makes-you-scary.livejournal.com 2011-01-07 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
"You may be right, the infirmary has been flooded with cases lately." She mused. "Drinking would seem like a good way to get away from things."