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FILL - Thou shalt not covet 1/? Nicky/Joe and Nicky/OMC (dub-con possible non-con)
(Anonymous) 2020-08-11 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)https://theoldguardkinkmeme.dreamwidth.org/1468.html?thread=213692#cmt213692
The noise of traffic and people filtered up from the street below. Andy sat motionless on a chair that looked like it might have been new back when Booker was a small boy.
“You know they’re gonna be all right?” Nile winced; she hadn’t meant that to come out sounding like a question. “I mean, they’ve got to have done this before?”
Andy responded with a tired twitch of her lips. “Yes, they’ve done this before.”
Nile stepped closer, though she had long since given up any hope of catching a breeze from the open window. “So, you’re just a control freak, huh?” She grinned to take the sting out of her words.
Andy’s mouth softened into something closer to a smile. “Perhaps,” she acknowledged.
Nile knew Andy was still struggling with her newfound mortality, chiefly the limitations it imposed on her, the risks she could no longer take. This meet was a casing point. Andy would have made the first contact, but she was still recovering from their last job, so Nicky and Joe had gone instead.
Andy was glaring at her ankle now like it had personally betrayed her, which in a way, Nile supposed it had. Something as simple as a bad landing on a stairwell had left Andy cursing and hobbling. By the time they had made it back to the car it was already starting to swell, and once they had reached the safe house they had to cut off her boot to see to it. That really hadn’t gone down well. Nile had thought Andy was going to kick Joe in the face when he first tried.
The sound of a door further down the hallway and voices approaching drew their focus over to the door. Nile’s finger’s twitched around her gun, but she was already relaxing as she recognized them.
Someone knocked the signal raps on the door. Andy gave the answering raps on the dresser beside her. As soon as Joe came into the room, closely followed by Nicky, Nile knew something was wrong.
They were arguing if their body language and tone was anything to go by. Nile couldn’t follow what they were actually saying, it was a blur of old Italian, Arabic, and quite possibly a few others thrown in.
Andy called an end to it by sticking two fingers in her mouth and whistling. “Enough,” she ordered once she had their attention. “What happened?”
“That man, he. He is a-“
Joe started in English before he went off again in Italian, some of which Nile did recognize because she had heard Joe use those words before when he was watching soccer.
“Joe. Stop.”
Nicky’s voice was soft but firm and brook no further argument. Nile recognized that too. Joe stared at his love; his expression too complicated for Nile to decipher. Then he walked into the bathroom, closing the door very pointedly behind him.
Nicky watched him go and then shut his eyes briefly, as though in pain.
“Nicky?” Andy waiting until the younger man’s eyes opened and his gaze turned to her. “What happened?”
Nicky glanced over at Nile briefly. She thought he looked uncomfortable and was about to ask if she needed to give them some space when he started talking.
“The meeting went well. He has agreed to give us what we asked for. With one caveat.”
“What?” Andy asked bluntly.
Nicky sighed. “Me. He wants me.”
Nile stared at him. *What. The. Hell?*
Andy was evidently of a similar mind; her voice took on that dangerous edge that was usually a forerunner to extreme violence. “Explain.”
Nicky let out a long breath through his nose and stared at the ceiling as he spoke. “I think he is a man for whom money buys most everything he wants, so he craves those things money cannot buy.”
Andy snorted, her expression twisting in disgust. “Another man’s lover.”
“In this case, yes.”
Nile couldn’t stay silent. “That’s- No. You’re not. Nicky, no-“ Her eyes pleaded with him, but he still wouldn’t look at her.
“What were his exact terms?”
Nile felt the bottom drop out of her stomach. “Andy,” she whispered. “No, you can’t-“ Andy ignored her.
“He wants one night. At a place of his choosing. And in the morning I will be allowed to leave with the information.”
“You mean after he’s finished fucking you.“ Nile refused to feel guilty at the way they both flinched. Dammit, they needed to stop with the craziness and focus on thinking up another plan.
“Nile, don’t-“ Andy began.
Nile cut her off. “No. You cannot tell me you are actually considering this? She looked from one to the other. When neither denied it, Nile threw up her hands in despair. “No. Just no.” She jabbed a finger at Nicky. “You do not prostitute yourself for some fucking papers, and you-“ Nile turned on Andy. “You do not ask him to prostitute himself.” Andy’s mouth tightened, but she didn’t respond. Nicky however, apparently felt the need to correct her.
“Nile, no. She is not asking that.”
“So, you’re not going to do this.” Nile wanted verbal confirmation that they were shelving this shit show. Her stomach did another sickening dive when Nicky spoke.
“It is my body. My choice.”
Nile shook her head. “No, Nicky. No. This is wrong. You have to see how wrong it is. Please tell me you haven’t done anything like this before?” She glanced between the two of them.
“I have not before, no,” said Nicky.
He spoke so softly Nile could barely hear him. Although, Nile was more concerned when Andy didn’t say anything. Six thousand fucking years. God. Nile decided it was time to speak to the one person who apparently hadn’t boarded the crazy train. She went over to the bathroom door and tapped on it gently. “Joe? Joe, can I come in?” The was a pause, and then the sound of movement, and then the door opened just enough to let her slip inside.
Re: FILL - Thou shalt not covet 1/? Nicky/Joe and Nicky/OMC (dub-con possible non-con)
(Anonymous) 2020-08-12 12:55 am (UTC)(link)Re: FILL - Thou shalt not covet 1/? Nicky/Joe and Nicky/OMC (dub-con possible non-con)
(Anonymous) 2020-08-12 07:20 am (UTC)(link)Re: FILL - Thou shalt not covet 1/? Nicky/Joe and Nicky/OMC (dub-con possible non-con)
(Anonymous) 2020-08-12 01:03 pm (UTC)(link)Re: FILL - Thou shalt not covet 1/? Nicky/Joe and Nicky/OMC (dub-con possible non-con)
(Anonymous) 2020-08-12 03:23 pm (UTC)(link)