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There's no denying who the woman in the white dress is as she walks down a corridor within DaiShocker's castle base. Granddaughter of one of their leaders, Dr. Shinigami. Wielder of the Thumb of Deadly Laughter. One of the 'Children of Shocker', raised and groomed to co-rule (and potentially take over) the evil organization as a whole. Betrothed to the Great Leader himself...

'Hikari' Natsumi, the Bride of DaiShocker.


((AU where Natsumi grew up within DaiShocker, and is thus Very Evil. Open to anyone and everyone willing to help explore this new universe/multiverse))

Date: 2016-03-19 08:06 am (UTC)
chaoticdrifting: (no really evil)
From: [personal profile] chaoticdrifting
"Now, now, my dear. We do have to thank him a little bit. After all, he was the one who suggested that we marry in the first place."

Marry so that someone would be close enough to him. Marry so that he wouldn't realize that the knife that would kill him would be from his back. Did they really think he was that much of a fool? He may not be as totally harmless as the rest of them, but he understood there were power plays going on behind his back and one of them was for the very role that he currently was filling.

His breathe became deeper, his hands squeezing her hips just so. "Just like I am yours, yes?"

Date: 2016-03-19 05:51 pm (UTC)
chaoticdrifting: (oh really?)
From: [personal profile] chaoticdrifting
Dominance was give and take with them. One day, he deferred to her, the next she to him. It was a ploy to get the others to realize that he didn't see her as a burden or a victim but as his queen. His co-ruler. They will guard each other's back and their guards will also do what they can, especially once the old men were finally rooted out. All they needed was a little bit more time to finalize matters.

He pulled away first, shifting so she could feel just how hard he was. "Bedroom. Now?"

Date: 2016-03-20 06:16 pm (UTC)
chaoticdrifting: (friends)
From: [personal profile] chaoticdrifting
Feelings could get in the way of total control. They didn't need them, oh no, of course not, but it was still something that may have also contributed to their balance. Not that he would ever mention that he cared. Not even when he found the beetle to bring home or the thief because they didn't need other people when they were separate through work. No, not at all.

One last nip at her lips, and he pulled away to take her hand and lead her to their chambers. It was at the heart of the castle, with several outer rooms where their two guards stayed in, a living space where they could have private meals and the the lavish bedroom, that was only lavished in order to make the old fools think that they were only interested in the trappings of power. Once the old fools were gone, they were going to have to do something about the overly garnished decorations and get a bigger bed.

Date: 2016-03-21 09:21 pm (UTC)
chaoticdrifting: (darkly dreaming)
From: [personal profile] chaoticdrifting
Someone was feeling really frisky today. He would have thought that she had been the one geared up for fighting and then was let down so hard. But he went with shove, sagging a little against the door as he let himself get manhandled. Today it was okay to let her be in control, to let her dictate the dance. After all, it was never any fun to always be the one who took charge.

He breathed hard, sucking on her lower lip with his hands rubbing slowly over her hipbones. Then he opened his mouth fully, letting her take as much as she wanted from him.

Date: 2016-03-22 06:33 pm (UTC)
chaoticdrifting: (smile sweetie)
From: [personal profile] chaoticdrifting
He was definitely going to need to bring her with him when he went to fight. It couldn't be good to leave her behind, to build up her energy and not find a decent outlet for it until he and the guards returned home. Besides, he knew why the old fools wanted her here instead of fighting with him and the others. They wanted her to be out of the way for when they do decide to try to kill him.

Moaning softly into the kiss, he let his hands drop to help the removal of his jacket. He would be lying if he said he didn't like a little pain with pleasure, especially when she was being frisky.

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