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Entry tags: | ! 2008 twelve characters challenge, author: laylah, fandom: baccano!, pairing: chane/ladd |
"Fierce and Angry," Baccano!, Ladd->Chane
Title: Fierce and Angry
Author: Laylah
Fandom: Baccano!
Pairing: Ladd->Chane
Rating: not worksafe
Prompt: the memory cannot keep me warm / but it never leaves me cold
Warning: fantasized rape, murder
Fierce and Angry
If he were a good boyfriend he would be thinking of Lua, sweet, pretty Lua, who cried when the police took him away, who promised to wait for him, promised nobody else would kill her because she was all his -- pretty Lua with her sad eyes and her soft throat and her wet cunt all for him. Sometimes he does think about her, wonders if she'll come to visit him in prison. His uncle won't, that's for sure.
But Ladd's not a good boyfriend, not a good guy at all -- he's a villain, and when the guards shut out the lights at the end of the day and he gets a hand down his pants, often it's not Lua he's thinking of.
"Chane," he purrs, drawing out her name, and then waits for a minute to see if his new cellmate will complain. The old one did, yelled at Ladd to shut the fuck up like he was some kind of dangerous badass who couldn't possibly lose to a guy with one arm, and that night Ladd got off on the way it felt to crack his skull against the concrete.
His new cellmate knows better. It's sort of too bad. Ladd closes his eyes, hums Chane's name again as he wraps his hand around his cock. She was beautiful, the opposite of Lua in so many ways, dark and fierce and angry with him, oh, so angry when he told her he'd kill this Huey guy. His left arm twinges, throbs. He's angry now, too, angry that she saw him lose that fight with that obnoxious guy -- for Lua, only because he wouldn't give up Lua for someone else to kill, so that's not really losing, not as if he couldn't handle the fight --
Ah, now he's getting distracted, thinking about things that make him want some other kind of release, the kind that'll get him tossed back in solitary where it's boring. He meant to be thinking about Chane, so fierce and so fast with those shining knives. She would fight back, would struggle and not want to die -- she would try to resist his love, and Ladd can imagine the look on her face, afraid and determined and almost strong enough.
Unless he killed her father first, hmm? She cares so much about him, ready to stand up to Ladd and all of his friends, ready to stand up to the guys in the black suits -- she would have fought the whole train for him, yeah? So Ladd wants to see what she would do if he died, right there in front of her, if she got to watch Ladd kill this guy who thinks he can't be hurt by anyone -- would she fight harder after that? Or would she fall apart, go weak and soft with nothing left to fight for? She'd be pretty, quiet and still as Lua, waiting for Ladd to kill her -- but no, no, he likes the way she looked so angry, the way she wanted to kill him almost as much as he wanted to kill her, so she should not forgive him, should want revenge -- she should die still angry with him, still wanting that when he kills her -- oh, but first he'll have to decide how he wants to kill her, what would be the best way to --
He comes before he can make up his mind, shooting across his own stomach, humming with satisfaction at the release. Much better, he feels much better.
And it's fine that he hasn't decided. He'll think more about that next time.