TITLE: Domestic's Dare of Dominance
AUTHOR: Space Dr. J aka Suoviitta
PAIRING: Riff Raff/Magenta
SUMMARY: It's just normal for siblings to play a game from time to time, isn't it?
DISCLAIMER: I wish I owned it all but I don't - the characters belong to their owners and I just… abuse them a little here.
A/N: I might even continue it or include the thing in something else… However, enjoy.
"Truth or dare?" she asked and I didn't mind to answer. She looked at me with those deep green eyes and I felt myself shivering so I took a step back but it didn't change the way I felt at all. She tilted her head slightly - gods how I love those red curls shading her ivory face. "Truth or dare, Riff? It's your turn," she said grinning. I sighed and sat down again. Her feet were next to mine and one of the high-heeled platforms was slightly caressing my leg. I shivered once again but tried to look calm. She loved it.
"Truth," I answered without looking at her. She kept grinning and let out a short burst of giggle. "You know you can't choose that," she told me and hit my hand with hers slightly. It didn't hurt but I drew my hand further from her. She frowned at me and asked me again: "Truth or dare?"
"Dare," I told her and she gave me a smile and took my hand in hers. "That's right dear," she told and kissed the back of my hand, let her warm tongue explore my cold fingers. I would have sighed but I kept myself under control - I wouldn't give her that joy. I looked at her in intensive manner, she smirked and stood up. She walked towards me, her heels making sharp knocks when they hit the cool tile floor. She stood in front of me so tall and proud that it would have made any man feel weak but I who was certainly accused to it.
"Eat me," she told me with chilly tone of voice. Her eyes were frosty steel and I didn't feel love while kissing and licking here where she most liked it. She shook, she shivered, she enjoyed. I did what I was told to. I heard noise from upstairs but didn't mind it - our little game here was more important. She came for me. Only thing I really enjoyed was the sound of her, the sensual, tempting sighs she let freely out when I drove her on the edge and beyond, and the taste when she was my late summer garden with the morning dew. She patted my cheek and caressed my chin with two slender fingers. The kiss she placed in my forehead was tender and sweet and it left me feeling like it was indeed the summer again but it didn't last long - then there was the bitch slap.
"I want to come three times," she told and the winter poured in my veins again. "You know that." I nodded and she sat next to the table once again. I raised an eyebrow for her and didn't need to ask anything. "Truth," she said sweetly. "Would you do that to me?" I asked without looking at her. It suddenly felt embarrassing. She didn't laugh at me as I had thought she would. "Would you like it?" "It's your question."
"Sure brother. Anything you say."