InsaneJournal

Who: future!Regulus and Juno
What: An accidental broadcast of a private tryst
When: Backdated: Late Wednesday Night
Where: Juno's apartment
Warnings: R-NC17 for Smut & mentions of Bondage.


[juno’s pda has been activated, either by accident, or by some trick of the collector, and the feed crackles to life in the midst of what is obviously an intensely intimate moment, complete with heavy breathing, and other erotic noises.]

“Juno-” *the rest dies away in incoherent, mumbles.*

“I can’t hear you, Reg.” *sultry singsong voice that is definitely Juno’s* “Tell me what you need.”

*In a voice only a bit louder than before,* “Pull-” *interrupted by loud breathing* “harder.”

“Louder.” *there is the rustle of sliding, twisting material, and rocking of the furniture as she commands* “What do you say?”

*His voice is loud and desperate now.* “Harder! Gods, harder, more!” *Everything sounds clipped between breaths. And the creaking of wood on wood can be clearly distinguish above all other ambient noise.*

“That’s better!” *Her voice sounds breathless and ecstatic, but restrained, as if she is waiting for something* “Much better...” *the anticipation builds*

“Juno, let me-” *his speech is broken by a groan,* “Let me-” *another break because he must really be into whatever it is they are doing...* “Let me finish, please, please!” *It’s odd how his words are rather synced to the rhythm of the creaking furniture.

“Yes! Now! That’s it!” *it should be fairly obvious what ‘that’ is by now*

*there really are no more sentences after this, just a lot of ‘Junos’ and ‘Gods’ and ‘Fucks’ as if it wasn’t clear before*

*she cries out loudly along with him before the noise dies down, and then there is a deep sigh, followed by more muffled rustling against the phone*

*there some kind of mumbling and a few half laugh, half grunts but Regulus clearly isn’t articulate at this point, and understandably so.*

“Mm...you look so good like that...* *breathy laughter* “Maybe I should just keep you here.”

*there’s a sound of questioning sounding similar to ‘huh’ but much more mumbly than that,* “Bu aren’t ch’you going to untie me?” His words are very slurred and tired sounding.

“Oh, all right...”

[juno moves to release whatever bonds are holding him, and her knee hits the pda, ending the transmission of soap opera porn.]