FF: You told them what?! (Goldeneye)
Author: Iolana Khenemet
Done for 600seconds
( I don't know where this silly thing has come from)
“You told them what?!“ Alec Trevelyan could not stop the words from escaping his mouth. He stared at James in utter disbelief, wondering if he had heard correctly or if the knock on his head had been hard enough to cause a concussion. The headache Alec had was after all quite strong.
“The truth, Sean.” Bond met his gaze and kept the eye-contact, communicating him to keep his mouth in check. “Face it, we can’t continue like this. This is the third time you have misbehaved in such a way which shows that I have failed to punish and train my pet appropriately in the past.”
“Pet?” Alec mouthed silently. If Bond had told him that the world would end now, Alec could have believed it. He understood that he was supposed to take on the name of “Sean.” But him being James’ pet? He had to be watching the wrong film. The leather cuffs around his wrists and ankles made the whole situation worse, and not for the first time he pulled at them to see if they would yield. They did not, and 007 made no move to free him.
“I can’t let your jealousy continue to interfere. Our roles are defined, and if I decide to take another one to my bedroom, then it is not your business. How dare you even follow me here? You were told to stay in the cellar, waiting to pleasure me on my return.”
Done for 600seconds
( I don't know where this silly thing has come from)
“You told them what?!“ Alec Trevelyan could not stop the words from escaping his mouth. He stared at James in utter disbelief, wondering if he had heard correctly or if the knock on his head had been hard enough to cause a concussion. The headache Alec had was after all quite strong.
“The truth, Sean.” Bond met his gaze and kept the eye-contact, communicating him to keep his mouth in check. “Face it, we can’t continue like this. This is the third time you have misbehaved in such a way which shows that I have failed to punish and train my pet appropriately in the past.”
“Pet?” Alec mouthed silently. If Bond had told him that the world would end now, Alec could have believed it. He understood that he was supposed to take on the name of “Sean.” But him being James’ pet? He had to be watching the wrong film. The leather cuffs around his wrists and ankles made the whole situation worse, and not for the first time he pulled at them to see if they would yield. They did not, and 007 made no move to free him.
“I can’t let your jealousy continue to interfere. Our roles are defined, and if I decide to take another one to my bedroom, then it is not your business. How dare you even follow me here? You were told to stay in the cellar, waiting to pleasure me on my return.”