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“I hope this doesn’t sound deranged” you’re among friends, my love, I promise you.
His cock is as big as BB is tall, and pressing BB into a soft pillow as Ocelot ruts against him is enough to make a litany of otherwise embarrassing sounds fall from his lips. BB’s hairy body adds another texture that is so wholly unique Ocelot has to stop once in a while to regain composure and not bust over him immediately. Precum drips on BB’s face, enough to continue to add some sort of lubrication, and his hands run up and down Ocelot’s cockhead as it rubs up and down against his body.
Also, for your consideration, Macro BB and Micro Ocelot:
BB is asleep and snoring and Ocelot can’t help but rub his swollen cock against his bottom lip. I can’t imagine BB’s lips are that soft, probably chapped, only the humidity in the air helping keep them hydrated. Feeling the ghost of his exhales and the rough skin against Ocelot as he ruts against BB sends Ocelot over the edge. The little bits of his release sticky against BB’s mouth, and as he’s still sleeping in his unconscious state, he licks his lips and unwittingly consumes all of Ocelot’s fluids. It’s enough to make him hard again.
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Maybe it’s just the basement part bringing back memories but it’s kinda like bbv killing stalking 😭 love a good basement fuckpet though
Just look how easy he was to be kidnapped, he was never meant to be outside, god he’s just lucky that out of anyone it was only Boss. That’s what Boss thinks. V is scared shitless. The basement is cold and dark and there are bugs skittering around, mice too, little critters he had to unfortunately eat to survive the nights when he’d pissed off his master to the point of being punished with starvation.
The day he was bought here keeps replaying in his head.
He remembered he was already naked, his ass hurt, well everything hurt, but his ass especially, he peels himself off the floor, he sees concrete, boots on concrete then a hand grabs him by the jaw and yanks his head up. His eye squinted, the light was bright but his eye adjusts in time for him to realize who his captor is. “ Rise and shine sleeping beauty, didn’t think you’d wake up.” His voice is loud, he laughs and slaps venom lightly on his cheek, the same way a friendly pal would.
“ Look where your incompetence got you. Know if you’d only been a little more vigilant, you’d realize the bar is the perfect place for a classic kidnapping. Just. Plain. Fucking. Stupidity.” He says each word through gritted teeth, each word slamming V’s head into the hard concrete ground, adding more blood to the big stain already there.
V growls and tries to fight back only to realize a thick chain is connected to a heavy collar around his neck and his attempt to lounge at boss ends in humiliating failure. His insolence will not go unpunished though. “ oh you think you’re tough shit!” Boss’s heavy boot stomps down hard on V’s spine, a crack can be heared and V is out of breath. What ensued next was a lot of venom crying out “No!” And boss enjoying his catch, drilling it into his ass and brain that boss owned him now.
The same treatment repeated over several days, boss would come down and drop some food, v would either fight of plead for his freedom and boss would not have it, fucking him straight until he passed out. This often ended with even more blood on the ground, and V’s head all bloody from being slammed against the floor.
The light gradually escaping his eye is such a satisfying thing to witness. He’s trapped in his own body, forever regretting ever having accepted the drink while being actively stalked. Well, this is his life now, he might as well enjoy it. His obedience grants him more privileges. When he stopped fighting, boss took that chain off, allowed him to go around the basement. Eventually he stopped talking, and boss let him walk around the house, chained by the ankle, and always kept naked so he wouldn’t have a silly thought about escaping.
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Bucky: baby better pick up the phone next time daddy calls or daddy’s gonna beat the shit out of him
Steve, a little breathless: yeah?
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I love the idea of Bucky trying to placate Steve and calm him down over something Steve sees as a great indignity but Bucky does not think is that serious and Bucky calling him baby and that only making Steve angrier
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I think if Becca is still alive when Bucky comes back, they’d have a really sappy heartfelt reunion and then immediately start bickering. She’d bring up a chore he left unfinished in 1939.
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Miller ignores BB unless he absolutely needs to speak with him. He’s good at keeping the conversation curt and tight-lipped, rarely making eye-contact with him. But then BB notices Miller’s gaze stops on you for a bit longer than a moment, he makes idle chitchat with you even though it’s laced with a rough tone, etc… To anyone else, they think it’s normal, but BB knows Miller well enough to know when he’s got his eyes on someone.
When Miller turns the corner and sees BB’s arm wrapped around you, smiling and making you nervously laugh, he sees red. BB makes sure to get close enough to you that the smell of his cigar smoke soaks in your clothing and hair, so even when he leaves and it’s just you and Miller, his scent still lingers. Miller scowls but that’s not entirely unusual for him, anyway. BB makes sure that he begins to associate you with him.
I don’t think he would directly rub it in Miller’s face, simply because he wouldn’t need to. Miller makes some off-comment about it while looking at paperwork.
“So. You and your subordinate seem pretty friendly.” He can’t help but say something about it, it’s eating him inside.
“Who are we talking about, exactly, Miller?” And BB knows he’s won, dug himself under his skin a little bit more.
