Post by Seek on May 5, 2013 6:59:07 GMT 10
Title: Sold
Rating: R
Word count: 522 words
Summary: Raoul is there for Buri, after it all. Hunger Games AU.
Pairing: Buri/Raoul
Round/Fight: 1D
Notes: Part of the Flashfire Games series.
Warnings: Implied noncon. Implied violence, including during the act.
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Buri would have laughed at the man (“This is Haken Stern,” they say), but she knows that the brute is highly-placed in the Capitol’s Peacekeepers. She would have cut off his hands before allowing him to run them up her dress, before the wine slurs his speech and he places sloppy kisses down her neck, but she knows.
He fumbles with the straps of her dress. A light gauzy thing, meant to reveal more than it hides. She wouldn’t have worn it for anything in the world, and she wants to tear it off herself, except she can’t.
President Ozorne’s words burn fire into her brain. Thayet, she thinks, and the bruises don’t matter.
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She desperately tries to scrub all traces of him from her skin, runs the ridiculous Capitol showers and mashes the buttons until the settings go all weird and she smells like chocolate, of all things, but it’s not enough.
Buri wonders if it’ll ever be.
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Raoul finds her on the roof, sitting on the bench in the flower garden. He sits down beside her, some distance apart. “It was bad, wasn’t it?” he asks, quietly.
She doesn’t cry, even in her frustrated powerlessness; she’s always needed to be strong, and now Buri just buries it all and says flatly, “What do you think?”
“I’m sorry,” Raoul murmurs. He doesn’t reach out to her. Buri appreciates that. She doesn’t think she could stand to be touched right now, even if it’s by Raoul.
“What for?” Buri wants to know. “It wasn’t you.”
“Still,” Raoul mutters. “He shouldn’t be doing this.”
That, Buri thinks, is what she likes about him. He’s a good person, and it’s hard to find these people among the Victors. All of them have had to kill their way through their Games, some more than others. Some of them have deceived. But Raoul still holds on to these beliefs about honour somehow, and she can’t see how they’ve survived his time in the Arena but they have. And she remembers his Games.
“I could have a word with whoever it is. Or President Ozorne.”
The sort of word that involves fists and broken teeth and blood. She’s heard about what happened right after Raoul’s Games from Alanna, the period where Raoul drank everything he could get his hands on and worked out his pain through his fists and his strength,
But he’d recovered, come back from it. He’d stopped.
“And he’d kill everyone you care about,” Buri says, flatly. They can be honest with each other, at least. And this high on the roof, the wind and the sounds of traffic muffle their words.
Raoul shrugs, and his words hide the pain and fear in his dark eyes. “I never liked Great-aunt Sebila that much, anyway.”
She smacks him lightly. “Stop that.”
“I just wanted you to know,” Raoul continues doggedly. “I don’t like it. It’s not right that he does this to you.”
To us, Buri thinks. Aloud, she says, “I know. But that doesn’t stop him.”
“One clear shot,” Raoul promises.
“If I miss,” Buri tells him, “You can have the second.”
Rating: R
Word count: 522 words
Summary: Raoul is there for Buri, after it all. Hunger Games AU.
Pairing: Buri/Raoul
Round/Fight: 1D
Notes: Part of the Flashfire Games series.
Warnings: Implied noncon. Implied violence, including during the act.
-
Buri would have laughed at the man (“This is Haken Stern,” they say), but she knows that the brute is highly-placed in the Capitol’s Peacekeepers. She would have cut off his hands before allowing him to run them up her dress, before the wine slurs his speech and he places sloppy kisses down her neck, but she knows.
He fumbles with the straps of her dress. A light gauzy thing, meant to reveal more than it hides. She wouldn’t have worn it for anything in the world, and she wants to tear it off herself, except she can’t.
President Ozorne’s words burn fire into her brain. Thayet, she thinks, and the bruises don’t matter.
-
She desperately tries to scrub all traces of him from her skin, runs the ridiculous Capitol showers and mashes the buttons until the settings go all weird and she smells like chocolate, of all things, but it’s not enough.
Buri wonders if it’ll ever be.
-
Raoul finds her on the roof, sitting on the bench in the flower garden. He sits down beside her, some distance apart. “It was bad, wasn’t it?” he asks, quietly.
She doesn’t cry, even in her frustrated powerlessness; she’s always needed to be strong, and now Buri just buries it all and says flatly, “What do you think?”
“I’m sorry,” Raoul murmurs. He doesn’t reach out to her. Buri appreciates that. She doesn’t think she could stand to be touched right now, even if it’s by Raoul.
“What for?” Buri wants to know. “It wasn’t you.”
“Still,” Raoul mutters. “He shouldn’t be doing this.”
That, Buri thinks, is what she likes about him. He’s a good person, and it’s hard to find these people among the Victors. All of them have had to kill their way through their Games, some more than others. Some of them have deceived. But Raoul still holds on to these beliefs about honour somehow, and she can’t see how they’ve survived his time in the Arena but they have. And she remembers his Games.
“I could have a word with whoever it is. Or President Ozorne.”
The sort of word that involves fists and broken teeth and blood. She’s heard about what happened right after Raoul’s Games from Alanna, the period where Raoul drank everything he could get his hands on and worked out his pain through his fists and his strength,
But he’d recovered, come back from it. He’d stopped.
“And he’d kill everyone you care about,” Buri says, flatly. They can be honest with each other, at least. And this high on the roof, the wind and the sounds of traffic muffle their words.
Raoul shrugs, and his words hide the pain and fear in his dark eyes. “I never liked Great-aunt Sebila that much, anyway.”
She smacks him lightly. “Stop that.”
“I just wanted you to know,” Raoul continues doggedly. “I don’t like it. It’s not right that he does this to you.”
To us, Buri thinks. Aloud, she says, “I know. But that doesn’t stop him.”
“One clear shot,” Raoul promises.
“If I miss,” Buri tells him, “You can have the second.”
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!