It is not often that Xerxes Break is stunned, and when he is, he is stunned spectacularly.
Emily actually fell off his shoulder, accompanying the sudden disconnection of his thoughts from his brain. He doesn't notice, and his single red eye is focused on the scene before him.
He knew Raven made good chain bait (Heaven knows why that is, maybe it has something to do with his vulnerability...?), but this was almost ridiculous.
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Almost.
Splayed on the brick like some absurd feast, with tentacles wrapped securely around his neck, his wrists, waist and... well, pretty much everything, the nineteen year old was bound up and panting, his cheeks flushed and his eyes glazed over.
And he was gasping Break's name.
Of course, it could have been because he wanted to curse Break to the pits of the Abyss for sending him on this mission with relatively vague details. Maybe he was even asking for help. Desperation made people do the oddest things and he--
"Break!"
The tentacles were moving now, or perhaps they had always been moving and Break had simply tacked on to the sight of his subordinate, bound and gagged and--
The tentacles were moving, and they were sliding over Gilbert's clothes, popping buttons and tearing seams, exposing his pale skin and taught muscles. He was shaking, and the throaty moans that escaped his lips echoed in the dead-end alley the chain had secured for itself.
"B-Break..."
Calling for help. Yes. Gilbert had somehow lost his gun and the ability to summon Raven, and he needed Break's help so that he could get away from the evil tentacle-chain.
So Break should be moving.
Except.
Gilbert had such delectable-looking collarbones.
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Author's Notes: From the PH Kink Meme. Tentacles + Gil. Bonus: It's all Break's fault. :D I lurve tentacle-chain now. Hence, he took the title! Second part coming up in a minute.