Blackout: -is a softly panting, sweat sheened, satiated heap. there is not a way to further describe just how satiated he is right now. satiated = Blackout. sighing contently he gives a sloooow, languid stretch, practically wrapping himself around the other, or at least he would try if his hands were free- You spoil me...and that would be a yes, by the way.
Bonecrusher: *you have no idea how pleased he is to
see such a satiated Blackout* Only the best, beautiful. And I guess this means
I'll have to find out where I can just grab some of my own... Hate to keep
Arcee's. She'd kill me. *pries his hand free of the other's grip and moves it
to pull at some dreads, a little too into saving this image on his processors
for much else at the moment*
Blackout: -simply basks in the afterglow for a moment, then tilts his head towards
him, letting him play with his hair for now. in truth he doesn't even mind it
all that much, not that he'd admit it- You can start by removing them now, you
know...-wriggles his hands, the contraption chinking in reminder-
Bonecrusher: *sighs a bit* But you look amazing, tied
up and defenseless. *idle grin* I could probably ravish you all over again and
you wouldn't be able to stop it.
Blackout: -grins in that way- Tempting fate again, so soon?
Bonecrusher: *easily* It might not be chocolate, but
I think we could worm a few more rounds from you like this. *leering now* I
mean, if you're not too tired.
Blackout: ...well, it can be
arranged...Jeff apparently had some stashed away that could be of use. One of
the few things untainted around here. -muses idly-
Bonecrusher: ....That reminds me. *sighs* Gonna have
to go rescue him, again. You're right, I need to put a tracker on the
slagger. *still messing with his hair, quite frankly I think he'd be content
with this particular moment for a long while*
Blackout: -huffs- Or you could always just leave him. Not like you
don't have any other strays to replace him. -snuggles back amongst the
blankets, getting as comfortable as he can considering he's still lying on his
hands. he tries moving more onto his side, trying to take the pressure off of his
broken wrist, pressing more into Bonecrusher in the process-
Bonecrusher: *pulls the other into his arms, shifting so that they can both lay on their sides, shaking his head* I don't have any strays. I just have.... random aquirements. I don't even know how they end up being under my care. Damn it...
Bonecrusher: *humms, smirking* Those things hurting,
or just mildly uncomfortable?
Blackout: Oh, of course. -sounds unconvinced and nips Bonecrusher's chin-
These are just fine -with the last word being purred- Though, I would
prefer it if I could show you...
Bonecrusher: ........*arches an eyebrow and shifts to
get a look at the offending item* ......I'm willing. *frees a hand to dig in
his pock- ..... okay, not the front le.... or the righ....... um?* One sec....
*pulls away* Left the keys in the chassis. *or, more frankly,
"pleaseletmehavelefttheminmychassis"*
Blackout: ...........
Bonecrusher: *pop!*
Blackout: Bonecrusher....
Bonecrusher: *repops, opening the compartment he could have sworn he put the slagging keys here somewhere there... were keys right come on you idiot there were keys right!!!??*
Bonecrusher: ......oh crap.
Blackout: .........-snap! sitting up with a snarl he suddenly has the
chain connecting the cuffs wrapped around the holos neck in a stranglehold.
unfortunately for Bonecrusher, it would seem Blackout just discovered he's
doublejointed- What the slag do you mean 'oh crap'?!?!
Bonecrusher: ........
Bonecrusher: Um.
Blackout: -chain tightens threatenly-
Bonecrusher: *urk*
Bonecrusher: I-um.
Bonecrusher: May h-have, um.
Bonecrusher: .....*urk*
Blackout: .......-eyetwitch-
Bonecrusher: Forgottoaskaboutkeys?
Blackout: Then I kindly -and as he says the chain tightens further-
suggest you make a very important comm to a particular friend of yours
requesting them this instant.
Bonecrusher: *urk*
Bonecrusher: *pausing to comm-*
Bonecrusher: ..........um.
Bonecrusher: ......whatifshe'snotresponding?
Blackout: ..............................
Blackout: Alright.
Bonecrusher: *tries again*
Blackout: Plan B.
Bonecrusher: *whines* Don'tbreakthem!
Bonecrusher: Arcee'll kill me!
Bonecrusher: ....For real this time! *D:*
Blackout: What do you mean don't break them?
Blackout: HOW ABOUT I BREAK YOU
INSTEAD?
Bonecrusher: *urk*
Bonecrusher: .....Maybe we could get the keys from
Barricade?!
Blackout: Is he responding?
Bonecrusher: I can't exactly comm him!
Bonecrusher: Did you forget that part?
Blackout: YOU COULD ASK SOMEONE WHO MIGHT KNOW.
Bonecrusher: *snaps* Like who?
Bonecrusher: He doesn't have a keeper!
Blackout: SUPER ADVANCED ROBOTS.
Blackout: SOMEONE HAS TO KNOW.
Bonecrusher: *urks again* Okay, okay!
Bonecrusher: *thinking cap = ON*
Blackout: ....actually, on second thought, scratch that.
Bonecrusher: ....?
Blackout: I would prefer it if...as little as possible knew of this
predicament.
Bonecrusher: .....Oh, great.
Blackout: ......who did you ask.
Bonecrusher: No one, yet.
Bonecrusher: *thankfully*
Bonecrusher: Who would you want me to ask?
*deadpan* Optimus Prime seems to know everything.
Blackout: ........
Blackout: -sighs tiredly, at last letting the other go and collapsing back
against the sheet- I suppose this might as well wait...-though wonders
idly if there's a hairpin or something that could be jammed into the lock of
these things-
Bonecrusher: *turns to look at Blackout. No more happy!Blackout makes Crusher sad!* ....I thought for sure she gave me the keys....
Bonecrusher: *looks like a kicked puppy D:*
Blackout: Whatever. -mutters, slightly dark, mumbling something about
'taking back what he said' and 'worst idea ever'-
Bonecrusher: *hears that and gets even more
"D:"*
Blackout: -shuns!-
Bonecrusher: *doesn't he get any points for not
popping away when being choked?!*
Blackout: -none, u fucked up boy-
Blackout: -in hte negative brownie point range-
Blackout: -do not pass go, do not collect 200 creds-
Bonecrusher: *well....... when in rome.....* You know. ....Could just make the best of them.
Bonecrusher: *innocent*
Blackout: ......I'm going to bed now. -scowls, rolling over to have his back
facing the other's holo, intending to do just that-
Bonecrusher: ......*SLAGGIT, tries Arcee again - nothing - contemplates names* Sunstorm was the one who picked Barricade up, he'd probably know... Ratchet's always in the medbay, he might know... *:\*
Bonecrusher: *is pacing now, to complete the look of
concentration*
Blackout: Go into recharge, Bonecrusher. -stern, like saying 'give it a rest
already'-
Bonecrusher: No! *growls* I should have remembered
the slaggin' keys, this isn't right. Sonofaglitch, maybe I should just
go to the slagger's room and knock. *deadpan*
Blackout: Could always just, you know, get me out of these by any means
necissary and buy them another pair.
Bonecrusher: *looks at him flatly* You know, even if
we broke the chain? you'd still have the bracelets.
Blackout: At least I could put my own slagging clothes on without having to
rearrange my bone structure. -unamused-
Bonecrusher: *sighs* We're going to have to go find... *brightens a bit* Oh, no, we'll have to go to special shops for handcuffs. Oh well. *doesn't look too put off by that idea, goes over to Blackout* On your back, beautiful.
Blackout: -sneers, but does so on his own time, doing it slowly-
Bonecrusher: *is quite alright with him taking his
time, because he's not going to deny the fact that the other still looks good.
especially angry~* I really thought I had the keys... Oh well. *straddles the
other and grabs either side of the chain* This might hurt. I don't know.
Blackout: Just get this over with. -holds his wrists apart, holding the
chain rather taut-
Bonecrusher: *sighs, braces himself, and YANK*
Bonecrusher: ......
Bonecrusher: *YANK*
Bonecrusher: ..........
Bonecrusher: .....Hum.
Bonecrusher: *puts all his strength in his holo*
Bonecrusher: *well, as much as he can - YANK*
Bonecrusher: ....
Blackout: ............
Bonecrusher: Oh, come on.
Bonecrusher: *PULLS*
Blackout: Your claws, perhaps? -voice a little higher pitched than normal,
almost desperate-
Bonecrusher: *his mech form is already moving, curiously wandering over and kneeling down to slide a claw between the other's hands* HOLD STILL. GONNA JERK YOU A BIT.
Bonecrusher: .....*totally doesn't even comment on his fucking language at this point*
Bonecrusher: *YOINK*
Blackout: ......-is lifted up-
Blackout: ..........
Bonecrusher: ......
Blackout: ..........
Bonecrusher: *eyes the chain* WOW.
Bonecrusher: THESE ARE STRONG. *appreciatively*
Blackout: -would be admiring them too if he currently weren't stuck in
them-
Bonecrusher: *sets the other down, holo crossing his arms* That's really impressive.
Bonecrusher: .........You know, I'm really going to
have to ask what these are made out of.
Blackout: First you had better request a set of keys!
Bonecrusher: Well duh.
Bonecrusher: *idly kneels back down to look at the
chain closely* Primus, I didn't think Barricade would make these things
himself. Kinky sonofaglitch.
Blackout: -sits back with a sigh, eyeing them critically- Just my luck, it
would seem...
Bonecrusher: ......*frowns at him* I'm sorry.
Blackout: .....
Blackout: Of course you say that now, but you don't have anything to
be sorry about yet. -glares- When, not if but when, they
come off, then you'll be sorry.
Bonecrusher: *winces, then shrugs* I figure as much.
*grumbles* They were totally worth it until the part where no one gave
me keys. Of course, though, nothing I do comes out right. Just my luck.
*shakes his head - then...* ......One second.
Blackout: -watches him with narrowed eyes now, suspicious-
Bonecrusher: *growls* Millions of websites dedicated to bondage and not one dedicated to removing handcuffs?
Bonecrusher: *exasperated*
Blackout: -has resorted to trying to use his teeth, grasping a ring between
them as he tries to force his hand through. no amount of wriggling, twisting,
turning, pulling or bending seems to work, though- Had to make these tight,
didn't you?!
Bonecrusher: Sorry! I didn't realize they'd be on for
so long!
Blackout: -had hoped to get at least one through, seeing as his broken wrist
is a lost cause, but so far he's just scraping off skin and cutting himself- Is
there nothing in this room that could of use? Oil? Butter? Soap?
Bonecrusher: *eyes him* Stop hurting yourself more.
This isn't life-threatening.
Blackout: It's humiliating. -is obv the same thing to him-
Bonecrusher: No one's going to see you like this.
*runs a hand over his face* I'm not about to let anyone see you in any state that
I put you in.
Blackout: Finally, a wise decision! -dryly-
Bonecrusher: *glares halfheartedly through his
fingers* I didn't let anyone see you when you first had to get used to being
human, do you honestly think I'm going to do so now?
Blackout: ....-clenches his jaw
shut at that, snapping his eyes away-
Bonecrusher: *winces* I didn't mean it like that.
Bonecrusher: I shouldn't even bring that up, slaggit... *muttering to himself*
Bonecrusher: Look, I just meant that I'm not out to
humiliate you.
Blackout: Hn. -doesn't dine to comment further, just looking weary and
drained now-
Bonecrusher: .........Stop acting like you need to
save face in front of me, slagger. *is distracted again - the internet is for porn,
damn it! therefore, it must be also for the bad experiences porn no doubt
holds!*
Blackout: -shunning-
Bonecrusher: ....Fine. Go ahead, pretend like I'm
going to backstab you at the next possible moment. Primus, you're impossible.
Blackout: -rolls his eyes, getting comfortable to rest- I'm going to bed.
Unless there's another development, don't bothther me. Think you can manage that
one?
Bonecrusher: ...........*growls at him* Yeah, fine.
*mutters something about throwing him outside while he's sleeping under his
"breath"*
Blackout: -sneers, having heard that loud and clear, thank you
very much, but just goes back to ignoring him-
Blackout: -sleep > Bonecrusher at the moment-
Bonecrusher: *and then sighs and goes to the fridge,
pulling out a cold water bottle before going to collapse in front of the other,
putting it between his cut up wrists, growling all the while* Go to sleep,
then, slagger.
Blackout: -already waaaay ahead of him-
Blackout: -zzzzz-
Bonecrusher: *hmph.*
Blackout: -at least he looks calmer while asleep-
Bonecrusher: *calmer meaning less likely to murder
him? eh, it'll do.*
Blackout: -....now I wouldn't go that far-