OPEN | prompt three | PAIN

[wrens]

prompt three | P A I N dressing-room style. start your own thread. tag others. wash, rinse, repeat. open to all.

 

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[regime]

[ She smiles at him, rich and indulgent. The self-declared Queen of England enjoys many luxuries, though she has ensured none to be too extravagant or needless in their excess. Perhaps the closest she comes to it is Harry.

She slides a hand up, over the line of his shoulders. ]

It is time for a lesson in worsts, dear?

[warred]

[ He straightens up under her touch, his frame all sharp lines and right angles.

(It's a funny thing, to be so tied to someone when one is not a familiar or a tether. And yet, he is bound to her, almost inextricably.) ]

I wouldn't say no.

[regime]

[ It's a funny thing, indeed, to hold so much power over a man and not have to force him to kneel. Funny, and downright intoxicating. Ellen laughs though the sound is not warm. ]

And I would much rather you say yes.

[warred]

[ The sound is not warm, and nor is the smile that graces Harry's features. (It twists the scars that run over his skin, and fails to completely convey the sort of warmth that a smile is meant to. Nevertheless, the expression is sincere in meaning — there is no one to whom he is more loyal or obedient.) ]

Yes, then.