BECAUSE IT'S PEPPER'S BIRTHDAY...

[goateese]

the CLIFF/SHAG/MARRY meme
(With a twist)



The RULES
❯ Post with your character
❯ Comment to other characters with three options
❯ Answer with who you'd cliff, shag, or marry
❯ AND HERE IS THE TWIST: Then act out those options with the characters!
❯ HAVE FUN and nobody is ever late!

Comments

[ropedin]

[ He hated Nygma. The man, in HJ's eyes, was like a worm. This proved it even further, the way he scrounged to find some way to garner favor, and he made a noise of frustration, as if he'd been hoping Nygma would fight back.

At least then it would justify continuing with a beating, and he wouldn't have to show mercy.

He looked down at him. ]

What can you offer?

[ He refused to tip his hand around him. ]

[enigmaestro]

Anything -- theoretically, anything. I'm the deputy mayor. [Eddie said, overestimating his power just a touch. But the offer was boneless: he didn't intend to fulfill, he was simply coaxing Hooded Justice to ease his attack enough so that Eddie could slither into some crack of opportunity.

So he adopted subtle cues, to make himself more appealing. To make himself seem more harmless. His eyes widened, his shoulders hunched over his tied wrists.

His lips parted.]

[ropedin]

I don't need what a deputy mayor can provide.

[ He watched the motions, the way he looked more like scared prey than the predator he'd looked like last time they'd encountered each other. It was likely a ploy. HJ wasn't that stupid, but while he watched, there was still a surge of base, human need.

He leaned closer. ]

I was thinking something else. While you're down there.

[ He calculated, waiting for him to snap and lose the appeal he'd effected. ]

[enigmaestro]

[Eddie stilled, his muscles visibly tensing. Even facedown on the floor, with his head only in profile, his expressions betrayed him.

A thinning, tense mouth. A slight flush on his cheeks.

He glanced at Justice's hard leather boots.]

I'm open to suggestions.

[Hooded Justice still had the upperhand. To deny that would invoke disaster for Edward.]

[ropedin]

[ He watched, and Edward's expressions did give him away. More than anything else, his face and the way his hands folded on themselves were enough of a sign.

Faux obedience didn't settle well with him, and he leaned forward, only slightly, to give himself a better view. ]

I should think it obvious, or are you committed to playing stupid?

[ Playing stupid. He'd quickly figured out insulting intelligence was too far from the truth, but he would call this out.

He reached down to grab him by the hair, and tug his head up slightly, crotch level. ]

[enigmaestro]

[Eddie sneered, as Hooded Justice yanked him up a few feet. The other man spared no expense in stimulation, making even this brief command painful. He stood erect, sharp and attentive, and Eddie’s flush grew as Justice gloated over their sudden power reversals.

Eddie had always fancied himself at the height of power.]

You don’t like playing?

[It was too sweet a drawl, like a snake coiling. Eddie pressed forward, against the apex between Justice’s legs, his mouth speaking over it.]

Understood.

[And turned his face to bite at the tender thigh just left of where his mouth had been.

A small mercy, in his mind.]

[ropedin]

[ Fingers tightening in his hair, commanding him to behave. His skin quivered underneath the press of teeth, even through the cloth covering it, it was thin enough to leave the impression of sharpness scraping against his thigh.

Fighting back, and HJ didn't suffer any breaches in his very obvious control. Especially when it was someone like this, and his fingers tugged at his hair, breaching on attempting to rip it from the follicles. Pure power exuded from every motion, barely contained or controlled.

Barely, but still controlled. ]

No teeth. [ He ordered. Sharp and dark, voice low with a darkness that erupted forth, while he looked down at him, grasping tight on the upper hand. ]

[enigmaestro]

Is this -- is this really what you want? [Eddie swallowed, looking up at his captor. A gambit on his teeth.] I mean, big strong guy like you?

[Eddie didn't have the feign the wince. Hooded Justice pulling at his hair like that, it shot needles into his scalp. But nevertheless, he spoke:]

You want to show off your assets. You want to impress me -- intimidate me. To make me scream under your muscle.

Right?

[ropedin]

You have a part right. [ He would at least admit one part. ] I wish to make you scream.

[ Tugging tighter, as if he were going to haul him up by his hair alone, he grasped at an arm, tightening it to hold fast and steady, to grip and tug him upward, pushing him down and into the desk. The force was solid, and he pressed forward, shoving legs apart to pin him in. ]

But we'll see how long that takes. I don't expect much from you.

[enigmaestro]

[Eddie swallowed, watching Hooded Justice with a wary gaze.]

I’m sure. No doubt you-- [And Hooded Justice grabbed him upwards, and over. Eddie groaned, as he hit the wood of his desk, his body displayed over it. His legs, jerked apart, quivered against the hulking power that Justice radiated.

The vigilante's presence was felt.]

This -- this is about COCK, isn't it?

[ropedin]

Well.

[ The hooded head dipped slightly, as if he were making note of the obvious here. Maybe not the bill itself, but perhaps something was to be passed, if HJ had his own way. There was almost the sense that he was smiling, beneath his hood.

Something grim, yes, but still, the trace of amusement shuddered with the power he used to hold the deputy mayor down. ]

Mine, yes.

[enigmaestro]

[He writhed, under Hooded Justice’s hold, his body violent against the pun spoken – and not from his own mouth. It was insulting, to some degree, that Justice would seek to dominate that platform as well. Unable to renounce his defiance, Eddie bucked back against the other man, vicious in his rapid jerks.]

You must think this is funny.

[ropedin]

[ The way he moved was enough to, well, HJ wasn't necessarily the picture of restraint. He attempted to still him with a hand spanning his leg, digging in with violent force, even while the other one moved to his chest, to push-- hold -- him down with terrible force. ]

No. I'm only telling you what this is about.

[ And it wasn't about legislation. Not really. It was about power, and about taking him down a few pegs. Showing the deputy mayor that he truly did mean business. ]