You are viewing freya_sacksen

Previous Entry | Next Entry

in space verse
I warn you: I am horrible at writing both ATG and PWPs. If this comes out good enough, I may write another part. Because I am JUST THAT SICK.

Title: Lonely (1/?)

Pairing:
Ask That Guy/Insano

Word Count:
1,067

A/N:
Set during ‘In Space’.

WARNING:
Contains wax play, needles, PWP. The sick part is, this could almost count as just an M.

SPOILERS:
For...basically the entire plot of 'In Space'.
- - -

Ask That Guy awoke to the sound of Insano giggling.

Ever since they had captured Nostalgia Critic, Insano had often woken him with his giggling. He’d started off angry, then annoyed, then resigned, and now found it almost soothing.

“What time is it?” he asked, a little irked. He’d been having a good dream. It had involved dead hookers and cocaine.

“We’re in space!” cackled Insano, “What does it matter?!”

Ask That Guy almost rolled his eyes. Instead, he picked up his glasses and started to dress himself, uncaring that Insano was in the room.

Adjusting his dressing robe, he turned to see that Insano was still there, watching Ask That Guy. Through his goggles, Ask That Guy couldn’t see Insano’s eyes, but the set of his mouth was…strange.

“We’re never going to capture him, are we?” he asked, almost pathetically, his voice high and pitiful.

Ask That Guy knew which ‘him’ Insano was talking about. It seemed that Insano’s whole life was dedicated to hunting down and capturing Linkara and having his no-doubt heinous way with him.

“What on earth makes you say that?” he picked up his pipe and started to thumb marijuana into it.

“It’s been centuries. I still haven’t had him.”

“The time hasn’t been right,” said Ask That Guy, almost kindly, “We’ll have him, soon.”

The silence stretched out with Insano still staring at Ask That Guy.

With a shrug, Ask That Guy simply made his way out of the room, but a soft touch on his arm from Insano stopped him.

Why, Ask That Guy had no idea. Normally, he’d simply brush it off and continue, whilst making some disturbing comment about dead hookers and how the one thing he missed was Teddy Ruxpin, but for some reason this time he did pause.

“Yes?” he asked in his usual cultured voice.

Insano grabbed Ask That Guy by the dressing robe and kissed him, hard.

For several, mad seconds, Ask That Guy wondered if he’d somehow managed to inhale some of the drugs even though he hadn’t yet lit his pipe.

The kiss ended and Ask That Guy blinked at Insano for several seconds, utterly confused. He opened his mouth to ask what the hell was going on, but Insano simply slammed him against the door frame and shoved his mouth on his.

At any other time, Ask That Guy might have just laughed it off, but it had been years since they had picked up any guests apart from their…captive…and Ask That Guy’s dream was taunting him. So he did what any cruel, megalomanic, evil bastard would do: He kissed back. Harder.

The kiss abruptly seemed to become a contest as to who could kiss harder, with Ask That Guy edging out the victor. Barely.

They pulled out of the kiss, and Ask That Guy simply half-threw Insano onto the bed, before tackling him, grabbing his wrists above his head and holding him down with his own weight. Kissing (although it was more like they eating one another’s faces) they fumbled off Insano’s lab coat and Ask That Guy’s robe and cravat. Ask That Guy, from what seemed almost like Hammer Space, withdrew some leather handcuffs, somehow shifted Insano onto his front and cuffed him to the bed.

Pushing his scrubs up until he could see his bare back, Ask That Guy smirked and reached into the drawers next to his desk, revealing a candle.

Lighting it with a match, Ask That Guy straddled Insano’s waist before carefully, carefully, carefully pouring the wax onto Insano’s back.

The mad scientist gasped as the wax burned and dripped down his back. It cooled and cracked, leaving a feeling of warmth, along with strange erotic overtones.

“Did you like that?” said Ask That Guy, in what sounded almost like a patronizing coo. He poured more wax over Insano, smirking at his ally’s groans and gasps.

“Would you like me to stop?” Ask That Guy was practically snickering. When Insano didn’t answer except to let out a sort of strangled groan, Ask That Guy laughed and blew out the candle, eliciting another peculiar sort of moan, “Oh…you don’t want me to stop?”

Ask That Guy reached out and got another candle, this time a blood red one rather than a white one. He lit the candle, and carefully poured wax, spelling out the word ‘MINE’ in scarlet letters across Insano’s shoulders. He then dropped it in calculated splotches and splashes, until it looked as if blood had spurted across Insano’s back.

Ask That Guy smiled thinly. It was a map; letting him know exactly where he wanted Insano’s blood to fall.

Blowing the candle out and setting it to the side, Ask That Guy reached into the drawer and drew out a long needle.

Gently pushing the wax on Insano’s back aside, Ask That Guy smiled. Insano had given himself an organ similar to the one Suede and Linkara had. While it wouldn’t heal him as much as the others – there had been suggestions that organs the sizes of Suede’s and Linkara’s might trigger unusual brain chemistry, and Insano was perfectly happy with his brain chemistry as twisted as it was – it still healed him enough for Ask That Guy’s purposes.

Carefully, Ask That Guy started to use the needle to pick out the pattern of the word he’d left on Insano’s back, blood pouring down Insano’s skin, making him moan in an…interesting…way.

Soon, the word was picked out in black blood and Insano was whimpering pathetically.

Leaning down, Ask That Guy carefully licked away the blood, rasping his tongue over the slight wounds that were left on Insano’s back and prompting the mad scientist to let out a gasp so loud and desperate Ask That Guy wondered if he’d actually managed to prompt an orgasm.

Soon the blood was gone, and the word ‘MINE’ was starting to faintly fade.

“Well?” Ask That Guy smiled the wolf smile. All that came out of Insano’s mouth was a faint groan, “Are you done?”

There was another small groan that sounded suspiciously like an affirmative.

Ask That Guy threw back his head and laughed again, a cold, cruel, cutting noise.

“…Let me go…” panted Insano finally. Ask That Guy reached over and uncuffed the mad scientist before clambering off him.

The instant Ask That Guy was off Insano grabbed him by his t-shirt.

“My turn,” he growled.

Comments

( 17 comments — Leave a comment )
pyrocrastinator
Sep. 25th, 2009 08:26 am (UTC)
I don't think I've ever had the honor of being blamed for a fic before. :D

He’d been having a good dream. It had involved dead hookers and cocaine.

*snicker* I wonder what would be a bad dream for him?

The kiss abruptly seemed to become a contest as to who could kiss harder

THIS. Yes! Perfect.

And of course he keeps handcuffs with him. Always be prepared, and whatnot. ...*just unintentionally gave herself mental images of AskThatGuy doing horrible, horrible things to boyscouts D:*

So, yes. That was hot and terrifying and augh, every time I read something involving Insano I am randomly reminded of the fact that he's played by Spoony. This, combined with the fact that AskThatGuy is just the NC with a classier outfit, is going to give me nightmares. I suppose I deserve them. XD
freya_sacksen
Sep. 25th, 2009 07:55 pm (UTC)
Fortunately, I was obviously shattered out of my mind because I didn't have nightmares last night.

Then again, maybe it's that I got to finally, finally, finally write a fic featuring forms of BDSM that don't frickin' involve whips fanbrats there's more to BDSM than that!
pyrocrastinator
Sep. 25th, 2009 08:02 pm (UTC)
*is supremely inexperienced in such things but trusts your judgement*

*ponders making this up to you by writing something for this pairing*

*uses too many asterisks*
freya_sacksen
Sep. 25th, 2009 08:11 pm (UTC)
*is supremely inexperienced in such things but trusts your judgement*
Oh, read some of the rants on the fanficrant community about BDSM and you'll see what I mean. I actually got into a vicious discussion about that, ending with a fic that had whipping, but also had piercing, wax play, handcuffs and various other things that made me SQUEE in happiness.

*ponders making this up to you by writing something for this pairing*
*growling*

*uses too many asterisks*
It could be worse. I used to use so many my '8' key got worn out.
pyrocrastinator
Sep. 25th, 2009 08:30 pm (UTC)
*growling*

What meaning should I take from that?

They're strangely addicting, aren't they? (Asterisks, I mean.)
freya_sacksen
Sep. 25th, 2009 08:36 pm (UTC)
What meaning should I take from that?
Angry growling. As in 'You damn well better make up for this'.
pyrocrastinator
Sep. 25th, 2009 08:40 pm (UTC)
Very well. But I can't write smut. It would scar all who read it XD

*gets idea and runs off*
aunt_zelda
Sep. 26th, 2009 01:36 am (UTC)
WHY did we make you write this? Because I was supposed to and haven't yet gotten around to finishing yet. Give me a couple of days ... *grinz manically*
Except you've now set a standard that I can't possibly compete with. Mine isn't nearly this hot, there probably won't even be any sex or kissing or FRIGGIN' WAX OH MY GOD ...
This was really twisted and hot in the perfect way, and exactly what these two would be like in this situation.

“We’re never going to capture him, are we?” he asked, almost pathetically, his voice high and pitiful.
Ask That Guy knew which ‘him’ Insano was talking about. It seemed that Insano’s whole life was dedicated to hunting down and capturing Linkara and having his no-doubt heinous way with him.

*wibbles* Oh, Insano ...

The kiss ended and Ask That Guy blinked at Insano for several seconds, utterly confused. He opened his mouth to ask what the hell was going on, but Insano simply slammed him against the door frame and shoved his mouth on his.
YAY! Wall-slamming! (That's my personal kink, if you hadn't noticed by now ...)

They pulled out of the kiss, and Ask That Guy simply half-threw Insano onto the bed, before tackling him, grabbing his wrists above his head and holding him down with his own weight. Kissing (although it was more like they eating one another’s faces) they fumbled off Insano’s lab coat and Ask That Guy’s robe and cravat. Ask That Guy, from what seemed almost like Hammer Space, withdrew some leather handcuffs, somehow shifted Insano onto his front and cuffed him to the bed.
Oh yes yes yes yes YES! *purrs furiously*

Ask That Guy reached out and got another candle, this time a blood red one rather than a white one. He lit the candle, and carefully poured wax, spelling out the word ‘MINE’ in scarlet letters across Insano’s shoulders. He then dropped it in calculated splotches and splashes, until it looked as if blood had spurted across Insano’s back.
Ask That Guy smiled thinly. It was a map; letting him know exactly where he wanted Insano’s blood to fall.

... ulp. Haven't read something this twisted in a long time ... *grinz* I'd forgotten how much I love kinky fic ...

“Well?” Ask That Guy smiled the wolf smile. All that came out of Insano’s mouth was a faint groan, “Are you done?”
There was another small groan that sounded suspiciously like an affirmative.
Ask That Guy threw back his head and laughed again, a cold, cruel, cutting noise.

*draws the cat closer and shrinks back* Yeek ...

The instant Ask That Guy was off Insano grabbed him by his t-shirt.
“My turn,” he growled.

YOU CAN'T STOP THERE THIS IS BAT COUNTRY JUST GETTING TO THE GOOD PART!
freya_sacksen
Sep. 26th, 2009 01:42 am (UTC)
WHY did we make you write this? Because I was supposed to and haven't yet gotten around to finishing yet. Give me a couple of days ... *grinz manically*
I'm sorry! Someone suggested it and I got a plot bunny!

Except you've now set a standard that I can't possibly compete with. Mine isn't nearly this hot, there probably won't even be any sex or kissing or FRIGGIN' WAX OH MY GOD ...
No! Please write it! I don't want to be alone in writing Ask That Guy/Insano!
(TMI: Wax play is a kink of mine. *blushes*)

This was really twisted and hot in the perfect way, and exactly what these two would be like in this situation.
Thanks! I was really worried I would get it wrong in all sorts of horrible, terrible ways...

YAY! Wall-slamming! (That's my personal kink, if you hadn't noticed by now ...)
Wall-slamming can be pretty hot, that is true.

... ulp. Haven't read something this twisted in a long time ... *grinz* I'd forgotten how much I love kinky fic ...
Part of the reason I wrote the kinks in was because I'm really tired of writers acting like whips are the be-all and end-all of BDSM, so I wanted to write different kinds of BDSM. There are not enough Wax Play fics out there, dammit!

YOU CAN'T STOP THERE THIS IS BAT COUNTRY JUST GETTING TO THE GOOD PART!

OH MY GOD YOU MADE A FEAR AND LOATHING IN LAS VEGAS REFERENCE I LOVE YOU!
aunt_zelda
Sep. 26th, 2009 06:56 pm (UTC)
I'm sorry! Someone suggested it and I got a plot bunny!
Oh, that's perfectly alright ... I just need to finish and post mine today!

No! Please write it! I don't want to be alone in writing Ask That Guy/Insano!
(TMI: Wax play is a kink of mine. *blushes*)

I will, I will, don't worry ...
I wasn't all that aware of wax play until this fic. I think I knew about it peripherally, but I'd never read a fic with it.
Don't think I could do it myself. I don't like burns, or fire ... reading about it was great, but personally I don't think I could do that.

Thanks! I was really worried I would get it wrong in all sorts of horrible, terrible ways...
Oh no, it's PERFECT. Trust me, I'm a twisted slash fangirl!

Wall-slamming can be pretty hot, that is true.
I blame Claude and Peter. That is all.

Part of the reason I wrote the kinks in was because I'm really tired of writers acting like whips are the be-all and end-all of BDSM, so I wanted to write different kinds of BDSM. There are not enough Wax Play fics out there, dammit!
Gah, whips aren't all there are! (I don't read much BDSM fic, but the ones I do read are varied and use a lot more than whips, or don't use whips at all. Personally I'm into fics with handcuffs, but that's pretty vanilla compared to all the stuff that's out there ...)

OH MY GOD YOU MADE A FEAR AND LOATHING IN LAS VEGAS REFERENCE I LOVE YOU!
That's where that meme is from? It just crops up a lot in macros, especially on ihasatardis ...
freya_sacksen
Sep. 26th, 2009 07:47 pm (UTC)
Don't think I could do it myself. I don't like burns, or fire ... reading about it was great, but personally I don't think I could do that.
Actual wax play doesn't actually burn you - it does in this because Ask That Guy is in a WHOLE 'nother level of sadism. It stings a bit but...have you ever dipped your finger in just-melted wax? That's kind of how it feels at first.

I blame Claude and Peter. That is all.
Oh, GOD, Plaude...The Plaude lj community is the reason I'm even halfway good at writing slash. Now THERE is an lj community that's got their shit together. And that one girl - the one who wrote that really twisted fairly series where Peter was like a fairy and Claire was a Cleric and Sylar was a dragon...

That's where that meme is from? It just crops up a lot in macros, especially on ihasatardis ...
In the movie, it opens with the words: 'We were on the freeway when the drugs kicked in'.
Raoul Duke starts seeing bats, and when his lawyer slows down to pick up a hitchhiker, he yells 'WE CAN'T STOP HERE! THIS IS BAT COUNTRY!' and dances around swatting bats. The funny part is, when you see him swatting bats - THEY DON'T SHOW THE BATS. So it's just Johnny Depp, standing there swatting at thin air.
Also responsible for the epic line:
"No more of that talk, or I'll put the fucking leeches on you!"
aunt_zelda
Sep. 29th, 2009 01:19 am (UTC)
Actual wax play doesn't actually burn you - it does in this because Ask That Guy is in a WHOLE 'nother level of sadism. It stings a bit but...have you ever dipped your finger in just-melted wax? That's kind of how it feels at first.
Hrrrm ... might try that out someday. Maybe. Still into the idea of handcuffs. And ties. Yum.

Oh, GOD, Plaude...The Plaude lj community is the reason I'm even halfway good at writing slash. Now THERE is an lj community that's got their shit together. And that one girl - the one who wrote that really twisted fairly series where Peter was like a fairy and Claire was a Cleric and Sylar was a dragon...
Mylar was my first official pairing, but the community was so huge and disorganized for a while. Plaude grounded me and taught me what was what.
Oh, you're talking about c_quinn's 'To Dream and Wake Up To the Stars' which is so good that I've printed out all 40+ chapters to read on roadtrips. LOVE THAT SERIES. And the sequel was pretty damn good too.

I really need to see that movie, don't I? Trippy movies are fun and disorienting. I should probably watch with a group of friends, like the first time I saw 'Labyrinth.'

he yells 'WE CAN'T STOP HERE! THIS IS BAT COUNTRY!' and dances around swatting bats. The funny part is, when you see him swatting bats - THEY DON'T SHOW THE BATS. So it's just Johnny Depp, standing there swatting at thin air.
That sounds AWESOME. I wanna see the Bat dance!

"No more of that talk, or I'll put the fucking leeches on you!"
*gives my signature confuzzled, stunned look* I really wish I had a webcam, my confuzzled look is priceless.
freya_sacksen
Sep. 29th, 2009 01:23 am (UTC)
Oh, you're talking about c_quinn's 'To Dream and Wake Up To the Stars' which is so good that I've printed out all 40+ chapters to read on roadtrips. LOVE THAT SERIES. And the sequel was pretty damn good too.
I don't remember the sequel too much - at least, all I remember was that it was even more messed up than the first.
But god, c_quinn's stuff was awesome

*gives my signature confuzzled, stunned look* I really wish I had a webcam, my confuzzled look is priceless.
It's preceded by the line 'We're your friends. We're not like the others.'
And, even in context, it makes NO SENSE.

(You see the most recent AT4W? He looks so frustrated. It's adorable.)
aunt_zelda
Sep. 30th, 2009 11:21 pm (UTC)
I don't remember the sequel too much - at least, all I remember was that it was even more messed up than the first.
It was. But it was fantastic.

But god, c_quinn's stuff was awesome.
Hellz yeah!

It's preceded by the line 'We're your friends. We're not like the others.'
And, even in context, it makes NO SENSE.

Ok, now I REALLY have to see this movie ...

(You see the most recent AT4W? He looks so frustrated. It's adorable.)
I know! *SQUEE* It's official, I find Nerd Rage hot.
emeriin
Sep. 26th, 2009 04:07 pm (UTC)
First things first: This was yummy and awesome and everything wonderful.

You write Ask That Guy perfectly, don't worry. ;) I just think he's one of those characters who you really worry over but when you get down to writing him, it becomes fairly easy. Off-kilter charming, funny, demented and totally evil is pretty much him in a nutshell.

Ask That Guy knew which ‘him’ Insano was talking about. It seemed that Insano’s whole life was dedicated to hunting down and capturing Linkara and having his no-doubt heinous way with him.
“What on earth makes you say that?” he picked up his pipe and started to thumb marijuana into it.
“It’s been centuries. I still haven’t had him.”


Don't feel bad for the evil scientist, don't feel bad for the evil scientist... aww, screw it. I mean, Ask That Guy has the Critic to play with now so why shouldn't Insano have someone too? (I'm a sick little monkey.)

The instant Ask That Guy was off Insano grabbed him by his t-shirt.
“My turn,” he growled.


MOAR PLZ?
freya_sacksen
Sep. 26th, 2009 07:48 pm (UTC)
You write Ask That Guy perfectly, don't worry. ;) I just think he's one of those characters who you really worry over but when you get down to writing him, it becomes fairly easy. Off-kilter charming, funny, demented and totally evil is pretty much him in a nutshell.
Thank god. I was terrified I'd gone wrong somewhere.
fininevermore
Dec. 8th, 2009 06:13 pm (UTC)
...Yeah, that scared the shit out of me, and not in a good way. In this verse, they're both so depraved, well, more so than usual. And ATG already scares me. I think I'm going to have nightmares tonight.
( 17 comments — Leave a comment )

Profile

whimsical
freya_sacksen
Freya Sacksen: Blonde. Black. Jewish.

Latest Month

February 2013
S M T W T F S
     12
3456789
10111213141516
17181920212223
2425262728  
Powered by LiveJournal.com
Designed by Tiffany Chow