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Fandom: Pokemon!
Pairing: Giovanni x Domino
Theme set: Delta
Rating: M
Warning[s]: sex, violence, murder, rape, child abuse, blah blah blah.
Disclaimer: Please assume that Domino is of legal age wherever she may live for any sex that goes on. Even if it doesn't seem like it. =P Or don't, but don't report my post. ^_^ The whole point is that it's an unhealthy relationship and he's a bit of a bastard. O_o
1. Air:
If he was the lord of the earth, then her element was air; she was never more relaxed than when she was soaring through the sky.
2. Apples:
Mother had always taken the peel off the apple, but Sir did not, even though she had a hard time eating the peel.
3. Beginning:
He'd done two things immediately upon getting hold of the little brat: test her DNA to see if it matched his and start conditioning her to be obedient.
4. Bugs:
Bugs had never bothered her until the Amnesia Mission, but now she was terrified of them.
5. Coffee:
She brought him his coffee as usual, and he gave her a small smile of approval that carried her throughout the rest of her day.
6. Dark:
She noticed one day that their hair color corresponded to their temperments: his was dark as midnight, hers was sunny and reminded you of a late summer afternoon.
7. Despair:
He hid a smile as the despair crept into her eyes at the realization she had failed him.
8. Doors:
To the world, they were professional or almost father and daughter in their relationship, but as soon as the heavy oak doors to his office were closed, they had a different type of relationship altogether.
9. Drink:
It had never really occurred to her that having a glass of wine with her dinner was odd for a twelve-year-old, because that was what Sir always had for dinner and she had no friends her own age.
10. Duty:
She always did her duty faithfully, whether it was scouting out enemy territory or swallowing when he finished.
11. Earth:
He was stalwart, immoveable; he reminded her off a a mountain or tree rooted firmly into the earth.
12. End:
She smiled as the darkness sucked her under-- this was how she'd always wanted it to end: lying at his feet with him looking down at her.
13. Fall:
Years later, she was still terrified of wet floors and falling down stairs, though he was fairly certain she couldn't remember the original incident that had led to this phobia.
14. Fire:
The fire warmed her right side while his roaming hands heated her left side, so she hugged him with her legs as they "wrestled" together in front of his fireplace.
15. Flexible:
He marveled again at how far he could spread her legs before she said "ouch", and how far back he could push her legs back without hurting her.
16. Flying:
She'd heard that people dealing with stress often visualized themselves flying to escape reality; she always seemed to be planting flowers in a garden when she found herself dissociating.
17. Food:
She couldn't help it-- food was the only thing she could control in her life anymore, and even that was limited to whether or not she kept it down.
18. Foot:
She idly stroked Persian with the foot that was dangling off the bed, and she yelped when it bit her big toe.
19. Grave:
She shivered and wondered why anyone would want to have their tombstone prepared while they were still alive, but even more importantly why she didn't have one next to his.
20. Green:
His boxer-briefs were green today, just like they were every Tuesday.
21. Head:
It was shameful and comforting to her at the same time, kneeling in front of his chair like this with his fingers intertwined in her hair, his strong hands pushing her head down onto his lap.
22. Hollow:
The panel behind the bookshelf was hollow, and He had shown her how to get inside in case something ever happened.
23. Honor:
She had finally managed to convince herself that she liked doing it; after all, it was an honor to get to serve Him this way, and she should be grateful.
24. Hope:
For such a little girl, she showed a lot of promise as an agent.
25. Light:
Of course, he had to be careful-- even small things like a slap on the cheek might send her sprawling into the wall if he wasn't careful.
26. Lost:
She sniffled and tried not to cry, because at least she was with her friend Persian even if she was lost.
27. Metal:
She felt the cool metal of the blade on her back, but she refused to let herself tense up, so he simply laughed and continued tracing the knife over her skin, the sharp blade whispering painlessly over her back.
28. New:
Her new room and these new rules scared her, but her new friend Persian was cute and fluffy and nice to her, except when he had scratched her.
29. Old:
Her tiny fingers traced the wrinkles that were beginning to form on His face, and she wondered how old Sir really was-- probably really old, like thirty-five.
30. Peace:
In a mind so full of turmoil as his, it was surprising that one upbeat little voice could calm his nerves so quickly.
31. Poison:
She knew somewhere inside that at least some of what he told her was false, but his words and especially his approval were like a sweet poison that she kept going back to.
32. Pretty:
He raised his hand to strike her for talking back to him, but he couldn't bring himself to bruise such a pretty face.
33. Rain:
On closer inspection he realized it was a girl curled into a ball on the sidewalk, and not just any girl-- it was Domino, and from the way she let the rain fall over her he knew that the Boss had hurt her again.
34. Regret:
He didn't quite regret starting with her so early, but if he could change one thing about her training he probably would have waited until she was a little older or else started her much younger.
35. Roses:
Some girls got roses on their birthday; for Domino's birthday, He sent her one hundred black tulips.
36. Secret:
Even after all these years and all the colleagues he had let in on it, she still kept their secret like he had told her to: as though her life depended on it.
37. Snakes:
It was odd at the time, but it made sense when she looked back on it: her dreams from those first few years had been almost entirely about snakes, worms, and caterpillars.
38. Snow:
For someone who had never seen snow before, she sure was good at forming and throwing snowballs, he thought as one exploded against his shoulder, powdering his face and suit.
39. Solid:
She squeezed his arm and felt solid muscle underneath her fingers.
40. Spring:
She heard him call her name, and she was out of her chair and in his office in under three seconds.
41. Stable:
Persian was the only stable feature of her life, and even he could be tempermental according to the weather.
42. Strange:
It was a strange request, but then again he had been making strange requests of her for longer than she could remember.
43. Summer:
She was chatting perkily with the other guests, impressing them with her culture and precociousness, but all he could think about as he swirled his drink was how much he wanted to get her out of that cheerful yellow sundress and into his bed back at the vacation house.
44. Taboo:
He had such a strange set of ethics, she mused in one of her rare moments of free thought: it was taboo to kiss her on the lips because she was too much like a daughter to him, but having sex with her was alright?
45. Ugly:
She shivered, remembering how ugly things had gotten the last time she had failed him.
46. War:
The voices in her head were fighting again: her mother kept telling her to run away while no one was looking, and Sir's stern voice coaxed her to be a good girl and bring the tray to him.
47. Water:
The warm water bubbled against them, and he pinned her arms against the smooth glass tile that surrounded his hot tub.
48. Welcome:
She greeted him at his helicopter with a platonic hug and whispered requests for some less-than-platonic acts.
49. Winter:
He couldn't help noticing, as he brought her a cup of hot cocoa, that her shirt was very thin, and that because of this at least two parts of her seemed to be very cold, and he looked forward to warming them up later.
50. Wood:
The wood of his desk was smooth against her back, and she slid back a little bit with each thrust from him.
Pairing: Giovanni x Domino
Theme set: Delta
Rating: M
Warning[s]: sex, violence, murder, rape, child abuse, blah blah blah.
Disclaimer: Please assume that Domino is of legal age wherever she may live for any sex that goes on. Even if it doesn't seem like it. =P Or don't, but don't report my post. ^_^ The whole point is that it's an unhealthy relationship and he's a bit of a bastard. O_o
1. Air:
If he was the lord of the earth, then her element was air; she was never more relaxed than when she was soaring through the sky.
2. Apples:
Mother had always taken the peel off the apple, but Sir did not, even though she had a hard time eating the peel.
3. Beginning:
He'd done two things immediately upon getting hold of the little brat: test her DNA to see if it matched his and start conditioning her to be obedient.
4. Bugs:
Bugs had never bothered her until the Amnesia Mission, but now she was terrified of them.
5. Coffee:
She brought him his coffee as usual, and he gave her a small smile of approval that carried her throughout the rest of her day.
6. Dark:
She noticed one day that their hair color corresponded to their temperments: his was dark as midnight, hers was sunny and reminded you of a late summer afternoon.
7. Despair:
He hid a smile as the despair crept into her eyes at the realization she had failed him.
8. Doors:
To the world, they were professional or almost father and daughter in their relationship, but as soon as the heavy oak doors to his office were closed, they had a different type of relationship altogether.
9. Drink:
It had never really occurred to her that having a glass of wine with her dinner was odd for a twelve-year-old, because that was what Sir always had for dinner and she had no friends her own age.
10. Duty:
She always did her duty faithfully, whether it was scouting out enemy territory or swallowing when he finished.
11. Earth:
He was stalwart, immoveable; he reminded her off a a mountain or tree rooted firmly into the earth.
12. End:
She smiled as the darkness sucked her under-- this was how she'd always wanted it to end: lying at his feet with him looking down at her.
13. Fall:
Years later, she was still terrified of wet floors and falling down stairs, though he was fairly certain she couldn't remember the original incident that had led to this phobia.
14. Fire:
The fire warmed her right side while his roaming hands heated her left side, so she hugged him with her legs as they "wrestled" together in front of his fireplace.
15. Flexible:
He marveled again at how far he could spread her legs before she said "ouch", and how far back he could push her legs back without hurting her.
16. Flying:
She'd heard that people dealing with stress often visualized themselves flying to escape reality; she always seemed to be planting flowers in a garden when she found herself dissociating.
17. Food:
She couldn't help it-- food was the only thing she could control in her life anymore, and even that was limited to whether or not she kept it down.
18. Foot:
She idly stroked Persian with the foot that was dangling off the bed, and she yelped when it bit her big toe.
19. Grave:
She shivered and wondered why anyone would want to have their tombstone prepared while they were still alive, but even more importantly why she didn't have one next to his.
20. Green:
His boxer-briefs were green today, just like they were every Tuesday.
21. Head:
It was shameful and comforting to her at the same time, kneeling in front of his chair like this with his fingers intertwined in her hair, his strong hands pushing her head down onto his lap.
22. Hollow:
The panel behind the bookshelf was hollow, and He had shown her how to get inside in case something ever happened.
23. Honor:
She had finally managed to convince herself that she liked doing it; after all, it was an honor to get to serve Him this way, and she should be grateful.
24. Hope:
For such a little girl, she showed a lot of promise as an agent.
25. Light:
Of course, he had to be careful-- even small things like a slap on the cheek might send her sprawling into the wall if he wasn't careful.
26. Lost:
She sniffled and tried not to cry, because at least she was with her friend Persian even if she was lost.
27. Metal:
She felt the cool metal of the blade on her back, but she refused to let herself tense up, so he simply laughed and continued tracing the knife over her skin, the sharp blade whispering painlessly over her back.
28. New:
Her new room and these new rules scared her, but her new friend Persian was cute and fluffy and nice to her, except when he had scratched her.
29. Old:
Her tiny fingers traced the wrinkles that were beginning to form on His face, and she wondered how old Sir really was-- probably really old, like thirty-five.
30. Peace:
In a mind so full of turmoil as his, it was surprising that one upbeat little voice could calm his nerves so quickly.
31. Poison:
She knew somewhere inside that at least some of what he told her was false, but his words and especially his approval were like a sweet poison that she kept going back to.
32. Pretty:
He raised his hand to strike her for talking back to him, but he couldn't bring himself to bruise such a pretty face.
33. Rain:
On closer inspection he realized it was a girl curled into a ball on the sidewalk, and not just any girl-- it was Domino, and from the way she let the rain fall over her he knew that the Boss had hurt her again.
34. Regret:
He didn't quite regret starting with her so early, but if he could change one thing about her training he probably would have waited until she was a little older or else started her much younger.
35. Roses:
Some girls got roses on their birthday; for Domino's birthday, He sent her one hundred black tulips.
36. Secret:
Even after all these years and all the colleagues he had let in on it, she still kept their secret like he had told her to: as though her life depended on it.
37. Snakes:
It was odd at the time, but it made sense when she looked back on it: her dreams from those first few years had been almost entirely about snakes, worms, and caterpillars.
38. Snow:
For someone who had never seen snow before, she sure was good at forming and throwing snowballs, he thought as one exploded against his shoulder, powdering his face and suit.
39. Solid:
She squeezed his arm and felt solid muscle underneath her fingers.
40. Spring:
She heard him call her name, and she was out of her chair and in his office in under three seconds.
41. Stable:
Persian was the only stable feature of her life, and even he could be tempermental according to the weather.
42. Strange:
It was a strange request, but then again he had been making strange requests of her for longer than she could remember.
43. Summer:
She was chatting perkily with the other guests, impressing them with her culture and precociousness, but all he could think about as he swirled his drink was how much he wanted to get her out of that cheerful yellow sundress and into his bed back at the vacation house.
44. Taboo:
He had such a strange set of ethics, she mused in one of her rare moments of free thought: it was taboo to kiss her on the lips because she was too much like a daughter to him, but having sex with her was alright?
45. Ugly:
She shivered, remembering how ugly things had gotten the last time she had failed him.
46. War:
The voices in her head were fighting again: her mother kept telling her to run away while no one was looking, and Sir's stern voice coaxed her to be a good girl and bring the tray to him.
47. Water:
The warm water bubbled against them, and he pinned her arms against the smooth glass tile that surrounded his hot tub.
48. Welcome:
She greeted him at his helicopter with a platonic hug and whispered requests for some less-than-platonic acts.
49. Winter:
He couldn't help noticing, as he brought her a cup of hot cocoa, that her shirt was very thin, and that because of this at least two parts of her seemed to be very cold, and he looked forward to warming them up later.
50. Wood:
The wood of his desk was smooth against her back, and she slid back a little bit with each thrust from him.