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phasing_catCharacters: Kitty Pryde, Logan (Wolverine) (X-Men) and John Myers (Hellboy)
Rating: PG-13 (suggested naughtiness)
Setting: Bump in the Night!Verse
Prompt: #78 Bondage - Drabble Table
Word Count: 181
The knock at the door took Kitty by surprise. She jumped out of the bed and grabbed a robe just as the doorknob turned.
“Hey, kid, I need to ask ya…” Logan trailed off as he took in the scene he’d just walked into.
Candles lit, soft music playing, Kitty with her back to him tying her robe and… were those handcuffs?
“Now’s not really a good time, Logan.” She hooked her arm in his and started dragging him back out the door.
“Are those what I think they are?”
“No! Now get out before John –“
“Before I what?” John asked as he approached her room. He quirked an eyebrow upon seeing Kitty, clearly underdressed, struggling with a horrified looking Logan.
“Nothing,” Kitty replied, giving Logan one final push. “You – out.” Then she took John’s hands in hers and pulled him into the room. “You – in.” She winked at him and as the door closed, Logan groaned.
Bad joke. Bad mental images. He was definitely not going to be able to sleep without seeing fuzzy pink handcuffs in his dreams.
Rating: PG-13 (suggested naughtiness)
Setting: Bump in the Night!Verse
Prompt: #78 Bondage - Drabble Table
Word Count: 181
The knock at the door took Kitty by surprise. She jumped out of the bed and grabbed a robe just as the doorknob turned.
“Hey, kid, I need to ask ya…” Logan trailed off as he took in the scene he’d just walked into.
Candles lit, soft music playing, Kitty with her back to him tying her robe and… were those handcuffs?
“Now’s not really a good time, Logan.” She hooked her arm in his and started dragging him back out the door.
“Are those what I think they are?”
“No! Now get out before John –“
“Before I what?” John asked as he approached her room. He quirked an eyebrow upon seeing Kitty, clearly underdressed, struggling with a horrified looking Logan.
“Nothing,” Kitty replied, giving Logan one final push. “You – out.” Then she took John’s hands in hers and pulled him into the room. “You – in.” She winked at him and as the door closed, Logan groaned.
Bad joke. Bad mental images. He was definitely not going to be able to sleep without seeing fuzzy pink handcuffs in his dreams.
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Date: 2010-11-29 04:01 pm (UTC)[Distinctly remembers Red saying something about it]