Table 9, original drabbles
Fandom: Original Title: The Paint Rating: PG Pairing: Gabriel/Silver/Thayne Warnings: PG for now... Spoilers: none, unless you read all the other stuff. Disclaimer: Mine. Word Count: 100 Prompt: Table 9, Word #39 - Body Paint
The blindfolded Death God shivered, body laid out on italian linen, stretched and taunt.
Soft noise of a brush being dipped then tapped, followed by absurdly soft bristles against his skin. The liquid felt odd against his body; thick, cool and viscous, causing him to gasp at the contact.
"I figured you would enjoy this. the feeling so much of what you di-" "Do not speak of what you don't know." interrupted the god. Gabriel bowed his head and pressed the bristles against skin again. "Nnh, is this chocolate? caramel?" "Neither, it's body paint." "It tingles." "That'd be the magic"
Fandom: Original Title: Change of Plan Rating: PG Pairing: Gabriel/? Warnings: R for S/M practices Spoilers: none, unless you read all the other stuff. Disclaimer: Mine. Word Count: 100 Prompt: Table 9, Word #13 - Master
He'd never felt tiles this cold. Gabriel's skin was dappled with welts and goose bumps. Muscles felt sore and he was sure that he was bleeding from more than one spot and he wouldn't change it for the world.
A whistling through the air was the indicator of an oncoming lashing. Tensing in anticipation would be more than a tell tale sign to his Master that it was becoming repetitive in a boring sort of way.
The whipping didn't hold the flamboyant flair it originally did. Something in his position must have gave it away, this lashing came down harder.