H50 drabble
Feb. 26th, 2013 07:43 amDrabble written for the
1_million_words word of the day prompt: Opulent.
Arabian nights
Steve's not sure where he is, but it's very opulent. The bed he's lying on is heaped with pillows and draped around with rich tapestries, the air is softly scented and there's music playing in the background. He's wearing… red silk harem pants (really?) and nothing else, and his wrists and ankles are tied to the bedposts with silken ties.
"There's no point in struggling, babe," and oh god, is Danny actually wearing robes and a turban? "You're all mine now, to have my wicked way with…"
Steve wakes with a jolt. His subconscious is clearly a seriously fucked-up place…
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Arabian nights
Steve's not sure where he is, but it's very opulent. The bed he's lying on is heaped with pillows and draped around with rich tapestries, the air is softly scented and there's music playing in the background. He's wearing… red silk harem pants (really?) and nothing else, and his wrists and ankles are tied to the bedposts with silken ties.
"There's no point in struggling, babe," and oh god, is Danny actually wearing robes and a turban? "You're all mine now, to have my wicked way with…"
Steve wakes with a jolt. His subconscious is clearly a seriously fucked-up place…