Paraskevi: Blackest Night
Welcome to the morning! I’m DoreyG and today's theme is Black. Prompts can be anything relating to the colour(/Shade/Whatever) of black: be it black leather, the black of space or even a character with black(/bad) intentions. As long as there's some link to black, you're good
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It’s the same routine every night. Suiting up for the mission ahead, and this is the part of the job Sara likes best. There’s a rhythm to it, a comfort in the repetition: tightening the corset around her chest, drawing the pants up her legs, fastening her belt, tying her boots, tugging on her reinforced gloves. The jacket goes on last, the final piece of the puzzle, and Sara can feel Nyssa’s eyes on her the whole time.
It makes her feel hot beneath all that leather, skin heating up for the way Nyssa looks at her, like Sara’s something beautiful and desirable and precious.
They spend the night moving through shadows, stalking targets, cutting down those in their way. And Sara’s heart races the whole time, not from their duty to the League or the violence they’re surrounded by, but from anticipationBecause once they return to their hotel or safehouse or wherever it is they happen to be holing up, she knows what comes next ( ... )
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“You’ll stay dressed for me, won’t you, beloved?” Nyssa’s watching Sara closely, watching the flutter of her eyelashes when Nyssa’s nails dig in a little more roughly at the tops of Sara’s thighs.
Sara smiles up at her. “I’m starting to think you have a fetish for leather,” she teases.
Nyssa only laughs, a soft and small sound that Sara always cherishes. “Perhaps I simply have a fetish for you,” she purrs, although Sara notices there’s no denial of the accusation. But if Nyssa’s not denying having a thing for Sara in leather, then there’s also the fact that Sara isn’t denying Nyssa’s request to stay clothed, even though she wants to strip everything off as quickly as possible, the usual routine be damned ( ... )
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