Post by greenie on Mar 15, 2011 21:03:01 GMT 10
Title: Cure (Part Two)
Rating: R
Word Count: 323
Pairing: Clary/Mattes
Round/Fight: 1/D
Summary: She didn’t think Mattes could get any more evil. WARNING: Bondage.
“There we go, you’re insulting me. It’s like you’re not even scared of that spider, see?”
Clary warily eyed the spider, afraid to move in case the jar tipped. “Look at that, you’ve cured me of my fear. Let me up now.”
Mattes grinned at her. “I think I should make sure that you’re over your fear first.” Before Clary could realise what he planned, he’d upended the jar and tipped the spider onto her bare stomach. She shrieked, and Mattes smirked. “Didn’t think so.”
“Mattes, get it off NOW!” She tugged at the ropes on her wrists, and Mattes leaned forward to gently put his hands on her hips.
“Stay calm, Clary. If you scare it, it’ll run.” She let out an impressive string of curses, and he stroked her skin gently. “I’m here, nothing’s going to happen.”
“Far too much has already happened.” She watched in horror and the spider gradually made its way up her chest. “I hate you.”
Mattes picked the spider up and set it down again on her stomach. “See? I’m even being nice and stopping it from crawling all over your face.”
He set the spider back onto her stomach another four times, and then decided that that was enough. He tucked it back into the jar, put the lid on tightly, and then eyed Clary for a moment before deciding it was best to give her a reassuring cuddle before he let her go.
He’d barely wrapped his arm around her when she glared at him. “Not with that sarden thing in here, Mattes.”
“I’m just calming you down a bit so you’re less likely to kill me when I let you go.”
“Good luck with that.”
Mattes supposed that he was lucky to get off with just a slap. Clary tugged her tunic over her head and glared at him. “I’m going to get you back for this,” she told him, and strode out.
QC by: journeycat
Rating: R
Word Count: 323
Pairing: Clary/Mattes
Round/Fight: 1/D
Summary: She didn’t think Mattes could get any more evil. WARNING: Bondage.
“There we go, you’re insulting me. It’s like you’re not even scared of that spider, see?”
Clary warily eyed the spider, afraid to move in case the jar tipped. “Look at that, you’ve cured me of my fear. Let me up now.”
Mattes grinned at her. “I think I should make sure that you’re over your fear first.” Before Clary could realise what he planned, he’d upended the jar and tipped the spider onto her bare stomach. She shrieked, and Mattes smirked. “Didn’t think so.”
“Mattes, get it off NOW!” She tugged at the ropes on her wrists, and Mattes leaned forward to gently put his hands on her hips.
“Stay calm, Clary. If you scare it, it’ll run.” She let out an impressive string of curses, and he stroked her skin gently. “I’m here, nothing’s going to happen.”
“Far too much has already happened.” She watched in horror and the spider gradually made its way up her chest. “I hate you.”
Mattes picked the spider up and set it down again on her stomach. “See? I’m even being nice and stopping it from crawling all over your face.”
He set the spider back onto her stomach another four times, and then decided that that was enough. He tucked it back into the jar, put the lid on tightly, and then eyed Clary for a moment before deciding it was best to give her a reassuring cuddle before he let her go.
He’d barely wrapped his arm around her when she glared at him. “Not with that sarden thing in here, Mattes.”
“I’m just calming you down a bit so you’re less likely to kill me when I let you go.”
“Good luck with that.”
Mattes supposed that he was lucky to get off with just a slap. Clary tugged her tunic over her head and glared at him. “I’m going to get you back for this,” she told him, and strode out.
QC by: journeycat
