2008-03-29 10:35 pm (UTC)
Snake/Samus, Snake!dom. Bondage, D/s, whatever, so long as Samus is still a huge badass and not a fluffy uke little girl. Kthx.
2008-08-20 02:45 am (UTC)
Request Fill, Part 1
Snake focused his binoculars. He scanned the front entrance of the base and made note of the two uniformed soldiers standing guard. “Hmm… The front is lightly guarded. We could probably get in that way.”
“If you say so,” Samus said, brushing a fallen leaf from her hair. “But this would be a lot easier if I could use my armor.”
“You heard what Otacon said.” Snake put the binoculars away and pulled out his pack of cigs. “The place is shielded to prevent electronic weapons systems from working. Chozo armor, stealth cammo, none of it’ll work.”
“So we’re following this plan of yours?”
“It’s not my plan.” He drew a cigarette from the pack and took the end in his mouth. “Campbell arranged it.”
“That doesn’t matter, Snake.” Samus crossed her arms. “You endorsed it.”
“And what’s wrong with that? It’s a good plan.” He drew his lighter and lit the cigarette. “Besides, you didn’t do much arguing against it.”
“Well…whatever. It’s too late to argue now. Let’s just get this over with.”
Snake finished his cigarette and ground the smoldering stub out with his boot before ducking behind a cluster of bushes. He began to undress. “You’re free to look, if you like.”
Samus turned her face away. “Not interested, Snake. Besides, we have a mission.”
“Your loss.” Snake continued to strip. He caught Samus staring at him out of the corner of his eye and said nothing. Let her enjoy the show.
A few minutes later, Snake stepped back out from behind the bushes dressed in a uniform identical to those worn by the soldiers in the base, save for the bandanna that remained around his head. “Okay, ready. You?”
Samus sighed. “Fine. But if I’m your captive, you’d better make it look convincing.”
Snake gestured for Samus to turn around and pulled out a short length of rope. With a skilled knot, he bound her wrists together behind her back. “There.”
“There?” Samus asked, indignant. “Snake, give me more credit than this. This couldn’t hold me at all. Try harder.”
Snake shrugged. “If that’s what you want.” He took out another length of rope and tied Samus’s ankles together. “Better?”
The bounty hunter jumped in the air and flipped over Snake’s head. She landed behind him and leaned over his shoulder. “No. You’re not trying hard enough.”
2008-08-20 02:49 am (UTC)
Request Fill, Part 2
Snake pulled out more rope. He tied the bonds at Samus’s wrists and ankles together, forcing her to her knees. He wrapped more around her thighs, holding them together. “That should hold you.”
“Don’t be too sure, Snake.”
“How secure do you need to be?”
“I’m one of the Galactic Federation’s top-ranked bounty hunters, Snake. I have a reputation to uphold, and I’m not going to let you waltz into that base until you put me in ropes that I have no chance of---”
“All right, all right.” Snake grunted and shook his head. He pulled out yet more rope and wrapped it around Samus’s waist, pinning her arms to her sides. The top length of rope dug in underneath her breasts, pushing them up slightly.
“Ah! Snake, what are you doing?”
“I’m tying you up like you asked me to. What does it look like I’m doing?”
“Well...could you try running some rope between my legs?”
Snake froze. Did I hear that right? “Between your legs?”
“Yes,” Samus’s face reddened, but she showed no other signs of embarrassment. “Between my legs. With all of this other rope digging into me, it might feel good.”
“You don’t get laid much, do you?”
“Fine, fine.” Snake took out the last of the supplied rope and slid the length between Samus’s legs. He pulled the ends up and watched her face as the rope pressed against her vagina and revealed just how skin-tight the zero suit was. Samus moaned as Snake continued, pulling the end facing her back up and in the crack of her ass. He pulled the end of the rope up and over her back.
Snake firmed his grip on the other end of the rope and pulled it up toward and between Samus’s breasts. He wound both ends around them, circling one, the other, and both before tying the rope in a bow that rested on top of them. The knot rose and fell with each of the bounty hunter’s breaths.
“Oh, Snake, oh…” Samus shifted herself in her bonds, trying to rub her crotch against the rope now held against it. “That’s it. This should be just…enough!”
“Well, I’m glad you’re satisfied,” Snake said. “We’re running late!”
“Samus nodded. “Let’s go.”
Snake looked her bound form over. With the way she’s tied up, how am I going to carry her down there? Wait a minute, if she’s tied up, then…
He palmed her ass and squeezed.
“SNAKE! How dare you!”
“Look, Samus, we can argue about that later.” He untied his bandanna. “We have a mission.”
“Not until I aughdlefel!”
Snake pulled the bandana tight in Samus’s mouth and tied one last knot around the back of her head. “I thought something was missing. Now, how to get you down there. Wait, I know…”
Carrying his trusty, gently quivering cardboard box, Snake headed downhill toward the fort’s entrance to make a delivery.
2008-10-12 07:06 pm (UTC)
Not the OP, but
Oh god yes. Raunchy and hot, and sexy Snake, and badass Samus. I honestly don't think there's a better way of doing this prompt.
2008-10-13 04:14 am (UTC)
Re: Request Fill, Part 2
I agree with the other Not OP poster above me.