DCEU Prompt Post #1

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Welcome to Round One of the DCEU Kink Meme!

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FILL: Diana/Steve Trevor

[(Anonymous)]

The golden lariat shimmered gold in his hand. A strong inexplicable power surged through him as it brightened, a slow simmering heat that became hotter the more one accepted its brilliance.

Diana watched him handle it. Steve turned it in his hands, wrapping superficial knots around his wrists. Pulling and tugging, experiencing the silent joy of discovering something magical, something godly.

"A useful tool for a spy."

"I can think of a few more pleasant uses for it," he admitted. The truth snaked around in his veins, fused by the sudden desire to speak it. Resistance turned the intoxicating lightness into a blinding hot burn.

Diana smiled. "Such as?"

He snapped the rope to turn the lose knot into a complicated sequence that bound his wrists. The rope glowed, searching through the recesses of Steve's desires to find the perfect word, a truth he rarely acknowledged. "Submission."

Diana saw something like shame in his eyes. She gently undid the knot in his hands, touching her forehead to his. "You honor me." The lasso entwined between them and he felt her truth like another part of his thoughts. "I proud and-" a quiet, vulnerable part of her shivered "-and nervously accept your offer."

He smiled, helping her help him take off his shirt. "Nervous."

Her fingers spread softly over his chest, nails scratching his nipple to make it erect.

"I've read of willing submission," she said, eyes on his lips. Their breaths mingled, they were so close. "I've never been fortunate enough to have such trust."

"You have it, Diana. You have all of me."

Diana bound the rope around Steve, mouth close to his ears, his jaw, his neck as she went around and he told her what she wanted to know to make this ritual complete, to truly honor his trust in her.

At the slightest tug he winced and smiled and leaned his head toward her to kiss her. Diana's fingers scraped the rope at his collarbone.

"Does it bother you?" He asked, sensing her true feelings because of the lasso's power.

"No," she said. "It intrigues me. You intrigue me." Diana circled around him, trailing the rope and barely touching his skin. The way his eyes followed her gave her a singular, sweet rush unlike any she ever had.

He was hers, wholly completely hers to do as she wished, and he was hers willingly. He wanted to feel the rope, to test it, to trust in the truth of their love and understanding.

"Tell me," she said, standing behind him and whispering in his ear.

"Anything."

"Do you dream of me?"

The rope shimmered audibly as he decided to lie. Eventually he could not hold it. "Never," he said out of breath, as if he'd ran a mile to avoid answering. "You're the only one. The only one I can come to."

"Come?"

"Ejaculate."

Diana grinned. "How often do you ejaculate because of me?"

Steve took deep breaths as he resisted giving the honest answer, his cheeks turning a bright red. He actually didn't want to answer this one. "I'd like to preserve my dignity here," he offered.

"I… come," she said innocently, "all the time because of you, Steve." She came halfway around, chin right on his shoulder. "Does that make you happy?"

He bit his lip. "No," he lied happily. The rope squeezed into him, so hot it seared.

His skin began to throb in one constant blood rushing rhythm. Diana remained close, hear hand traveling between his legs. Steve dropped his head back when she took him and massaged, coming back to meet big dark wide brown eyes staring back at him. A smile so sweet and stunning that he simply melted in her embrace.

Re: FILL: Diana/Steve Trevor

[(Anonymous)]

Oooh, very, very nice.

Re: FILL: Diana/Steve Trevor

[(Anonymous)]

Apologies for my delinquency, anon, but I'm so glad I managed to find this, because HNG. Wonderful descriptions, wonderful physicality, and of course wonderful, wonderful use of the lasso. Thank you so much for sharing this!