Batman Kink Meme

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THE BATMAN KINK MEME

nanakibh here~! For those of you who don't know what these are, allow me to explain. It's a place where you can request fics anonymously and have your deepest, darkest desires be fulfilled. Anon A requests and Anon B writes for the prompt. Easy as that.

★ Request anonymously. Or not. It's really up to you, I suppose.
★ Clearly state

Comments

[anonymous]

Pairing: Crane/Scarecrow
Kink: "Erotic nightmares beyond any measure"

[anonymous]

Shit. I meant Scarecrow/Crane. Edited to make the pairing dom/sub kosher.

[anonymous]

I love you.

[anonymous]

do want.

[1/3]

[oh_hai_maus]

The laboratory door closed with a snap, and Dr. Crane made sure it was securely locked. He had relied on the janitorial staff of the university to leave the cleaning of his lab up to him, as they had so gladly accepted. He turned around and faced his rather larger classroom with rows and rows of seats, his briefcase in hand. Reaching his desk he set the briefcase at his feet and turned his attention to the neatly stacked papers on his desk. This years’ turnout for his highly anticipated class “The Neurobiology of Fear” was unusual for such a specific class. Being a greatly known yet new professor at the university probably helped the cause. However the students did not know what was in store for them. This class would be different; he looked forward to tightness of the air, the hushed sounds, the quickened breathing. His demeanor and control over the class would be enough to send some students to the wonderful place of horrible nightmares. However they never had the pleasure that he experienced when others were afraid

[2/3]

[oh_hai_maus]

The shadow moved once again, and out slithered a figure, thin as assembled sticks, filthy, torn clothing draped over the wheat skeleton. It wore brown and orange plaid shirt under a heavy black straight jacket and brown leather pants. The large holed hat had hid its face for as long as it had been appearing to Dr. Crane. With a clack the tall form stepped towards him. The smell of rotten earth and musty straw overwhelmed Dr. Crane’s senses. The corpse-like figure made its way towards Dr. Crane and leaned against his desk, the crack of each step it took sent shivers down Dr. Crane’s spine, settling in his lap. His hand moved quickly to the waistband of his pants. The form was undeterred; it knew that Dr. Crane got off from his own fear just as much as others. Caressing himself he said

[3/3]

[oh_hai_maus]

“You will do so now. Preferring not to take a dose of your own medicine, doctor? Just imagine, once you experience the same thing as you victims you truly understand their fear, their terror. As for yourself, wouldn’t you wish to experience erotic nightmares beyond any measure

[oh_hai_maus]

NO ANON! Heh. I be brave.

This is my first fic. Eveh! I'm glad that my first is Scarecrow/Dr. Crane. Sorry if you were expecting more sex stuff.

Oh and in the first part when I say "thought of was what to come" ehem... No pun intended. :D

[anonymous]

I'm not the original requester but i thank you. This was nicely written and I liked.