Post by Milisandre Crowthorne on Oct 21, 2017 17:01:14 GMT -5
The early morning sunlight slanted through the trees of the Lacklanland forest. The morning air was still and quiet. The peaceful moment was broken by the sounds of footfalls. Sarah Lacklan and Milisandre Crowthorne were walking together through the forest, hand in hand. Both were all smiles as they walked.
The pair came to a small, sunlit clearing. A mischievous grin turned up the corners of Sarah’s red lips. She lets go of Mil’s hand and delivers an echoing slap to her backside. Mil yelps and goes up onto her tiptoes. She looks over to Sarah in time to see her pulling back for another slap. Mil does a little hop forward to avoid the slap and then jogs into the clearing.
Sarah gives chase and quickly catches up to Mil tackling her to the ground. They roll around for a moment before Sarah ends up on Top of Mil. She leans down and nips at a bruised section of Mil’s neck. This draws out a whimpering moan from Mil, whose hands find Sarah’s hips almost of their own accord.
“Easy baby, that side is still sore.” Mil breathlessly mumbles into Sarah’s ear as she nibbles on her earlobe. Sarah pulls her head back with a grin before leaning back down and locking lips with the brunette. Their heads tilt in opposite directions as their lips part, tongues snaking into the others mouths. One of Mil’s hands runs up Sarah’s back to the back of her head, her fingers entwining into her light blonde hair. The other slides down from her waist to grab a handful of Sarah’s firm butt.
The pair pulls apart, both breathing heavily, greedily gulping in air. Mil tilts her head, exposing the unblemished side of her neck to Sarah. Sarah’s red eyes burn with desire as she starts to kiss and nip at Mil’s neck. She bites down, hard, causing Mil to close her eyes and moan in pleasure into Sarah’s ear.
“I love you, light of my life.” Mil untangles her fingers from Sarah’s hair. The hand slides down her neck, playfully pulling at Sarah’s top.
“And I love you, my raven-haired temptress.” Sarah says into her neck, around a mouthful of Mil’s flesh. It was Sarah’s turn to have roaming hands. She slides one down to Mil’s waist and up under her shirt. Mil’s breathing picks up and she bites her lower lip.
“Oh.” A whimper is all that Mil is capable of articulating at the moment. Sarah unlatches herself from Mil’s neck long enough to pull the shirt over her head. Sarah grins down at Mil, before nipping at her throat before slowly working her way down towards her chest. Soon the clearing in echoing with cries of passion from the two lovers.
The two lay there, spent, wrapped in each other's arms. Both close to dozing off from exhaustion. Mil smiles at the weight of Sarah’s head on her chest. She kisses the top of her head and closes her eyes.
“Lu.”
Mil shakes her head slightly. The forest was playing tricks on her. She was hearing things.
“Lu.”
Was she hearing things? It sounds like someone is looking for another person.
“Lu, wake up.”
Mil awakes with a start, her head in Bruce’s lap. She blinks a few times, trying to work the sleep out of her eyes and jump-start her brain. “Wha? What’s wrong?”
“You were whimpering in your sleep. Nightmare?”
“Oh, um...” Mil turns onto her side, facing away from Bruce. “Maybe? I don't usually remember my dreams or nightmares.” She bit her lip and wrapped one of Bruce's leg in a hug. It happened again. This time when she was in physical contact with Bruce. She gave his leg a squeeze before letting go and rolling onto her back again, looking up at her boyfriend.
“So, like, I kinda want to be able to practice those moves that Sarah and I were working on before we came back up here. Is there, like, anyone around my size around here that I can practice with?” She grabs onto one of Bruce's hands and brings it to her lips kissing the back of it. “Not that I wouldn't want to practice and train with you, babe. But, like, you are just, HUGE.” She smiles and chuckles. “I don't think I could apply the holds right to you.”
Bruce smiles and nods. “I understand Lu. There should be a couple of the guards around your size. Might be a little bigger but they should be able to suffice. Once we get back I'll go check. I'm sure they would be more than willing to help.”
Mil grins and kisses the back of his hand again. Then, with speed rarely seen from the apathetic woman, she sits up with her legs under her and launches herself at Bruce. Catching him off guard she actually is able to knock him back, landing on top of him. “I love you, babe.” She smiles down at him and then leans down and kisses him.
~~~
“So, I guess, like, this is the place where I'm supposed to, like, say I told you so, or something. Haven't been in this business less than three months and I can already start predicting shit.”
Milisandre is sitting on a tree stump in a clearing somewhere in the Lacklanland forest. She is overcast with shadows from the surrounding trees. She is looking directly into the camera, a wicked gleam in her eye. “But LAW seventy isn't whats important right now. What is is my match at LAW seventy-one. The Main Event. An I Quit match with that thirsty as fuck bimbo Kate Steele.” Mil rolls her eyes and shakes her head.
“Like, I don't understand her. Really. She gets in my face, twice, and has the audacity to try and say that I started shit. Like, what? How does that even make sense? Like, seriously, what?! I get that she is trying to make herself relevant again, since she, like, hasn't been in a good long while. She, like everyone else, thinks that they can try and make their name off of us #CoolKids. Like, I get it, we are all that anyone can seem to talk about these days. Our names are in everyone's mouths. Their social media is littered with their hate towards us. Some have even gone so far as to block most of us. Some of those people, I've never said more than one or two words to. But not good old Katie Steele. Nope, that dumb bitch is a glutton for punishment.”
A wicked grin creeps onto Mil's face. “Oh, by the way, gutter slut, how is the throat doing? I see you had to drop that house husband you had. Was that my fault? Did I ruin your cock sucker that bad? Couldn't take a dick anymore so you had to switch over to tacos? Funny how that works out. I thought it was hilarious that one day, like, a month ago when he tried to come to your aide on Twitter. In he rode like the white knight he is, on his noble steed and in his shining armor. I bet he feels stupid now, huh? I sent his bitch ass packing with the verbal equivalent of what I have done to you physically and he tucked tail and ran.”
“So, like are you full on dyke now or just a switch hitter? Cause I assume you haven't gone through with the divorce yet. Then again I just assume this is yet another cry for attention from you. That is all you seem good for anymore. The 'great',” Mil gives those infamous air quotes, “Kate Steele reduced to public marital issues to try and be in the spotlight again. Anything for attention right? So, like, when can we expect the 'leaked' sex tape? Cause, like, that is literally the next step for an attention whore like yourself. Leak the tape them raise some sort of hissy fit about it.”
“What I want to know, Katie, is how you think that the outcome of this match is gonna be any different than the last two times you stepped to me. Both times it ended with you bloody and begging for mercy. Those times I gave it to you. I could have ended your career at LAW seventy. I could have put you on the shelf if not six feet in the ground. That was my last mistake when it comes to you, gutter slut. Now, when it's all totally legal, I won't stop until you are done. You might think you have some sort of claim at Roxy's Chaos Title, but the sad truth is you don't. I'm more hardcore than you are anymore. Remember, you brought the weapon into my locker room that I almost killed you with. I was the one who used it to the perfect effect. I should have kept you in that hold until security had to peel me off of you. I should have put you down like the worthless bitch you are.”
Mil shrugs and shakes her head. “Like I said, that was my bad. It won't happen this time. Oh no, not at all. Here we are, in the Main Event. A place you couldn't get to without the help of a rookie. Here I am, sixth match into my career and I am Main Eventing. I did that. You can sit there and say it's because you are there. That your name and history is what put us there. But, just like everything else in your life, you are wrong about that. I've put you down twice. I have lit some sort of fire under your ass that has brought you some recognition. My displays of brutality towards you are what has granted us this spot. My friends Sarah and Kenzi didn't get this spot this event. Even though a lot of people said their tag team match against the champs should be the Main Event. The LAW Champion isn't in the Main Event. A rookie is there in a match to destroy a has been. I would go so far as to call you a never was but, like, you have the distinction of being the first ever LAW Champion. Which is fucking pathetic. Like, how shitty was the competition back then that you of all people were the best?”
“Then again, it's not like our current champion is any better than you, so. I guess that title means that little. Which is sad really. But oh well. I know you are hoping to make me quit to somehow prove that you deserve some kind of reward. Like, a veteran of the company beating a rookie is some huge accomplishment. Sure, I'm a hell of a lot better than most of them. Hell, were is Nova on this event? Oh, yeah, that's right. I got my win back over her and she had to tuck tail and hide. Is that what you are gonna do, Katie? When I make you my bitch for the third time are you gonna go run and hide? You couldn't beat the rookie of the #CoolKids like you thought you could so you best hide your shame? So, like, what's gonna happen to Kate Steele after LAW Seventy-one? There won't be enough of her left for try and challenge Roxy, I'll make damned sure of that. Will she just slink off and hide? Fade away like so many before her? The days of championships and glory far in her rearview mirror. While I, THE Breakout star of LAW moves on to take what is rightfully mine, the Breakout title. What of Kate Steele then?”
Mil brings a hand to her chin and taps her lips with her index finger in thought. “Kate, you felt the pain I can dish out with the Decay. You know the damage I can do with just my hands wrapped around your worthless neck. But now? Now I have two new moves in my arsenal. Two moves more, fitting, to me and my beliefs. I will bend and twist you all night Kate. I will bring you to the edge of screaming my name, of begging me to stop, only to relent. Each time I get my hands on you, it will be a new sensation of pain. I will push you to your limits and then back off. Then, when I am finally done with you. When I have proven my point. Then, and only then, will I grant you that sweet release you crave. I will look into your sad, worthless eyes as you beg for it. And I will do it all with a smile.”
She lowers her hand as that wicked grin creeps back onto her lips. “The only thing I ask of you Kate, is please do not come crawling back to me after I have broken you. I don't like to play with broken toys.” She winks before extending her arms to her side and standing up. “I don't come to Chicago as the Antediluvian Queen nor the Great Dreamer. I come as a herald to THE Great Dreamer. I come as the culmination of my bloodline. I come to put you into the Grip of Cthulhu and watch as you spiral into the depths of insanity.”
Mil rolls her eyes back, showing nothing but the whites of her eyes before throwing her head back. “Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn!!” The scene abruptly cuts to black.
~~~
Mil is jolted awake as the plane touches down at Honolulu International Airport. She stretches a bit looking over and smiling at Bruce. She then pulls her phone out of her pocket and turns off airplane mode. She lets all of the messages and Twitter notifications go off. She then opens up her text message with Sarah.
Hey, we just landed.
She then goes on to check her notifications and other texts as the plane heads towards the terminal. She sent off a quick text to let her mom know that she made it to Hawaii safely. Her phone goes off with a reply from Sarah.
Yay! See you in a little bit!
A genuine smile creeps onto her face as she puts her phone back into her pocket. The plane makes it to the terminal and Mil and Bruce get ready to disembark. Bruce grabs their carry on bags and then they exit the plane. The pair makes their way towards the TSA checkpoint. Mil has her eyes downcast at the ground sticking next to Bruce since he can clear a crowd.
“OMG! MIL, MIL, MIL, MIL!!!!”
Mil looks up just in time to see a ball of red, black, and blonde hair. Before she can even register who, or what, it is before Sarah Lacklan embraces her in a vicious hug and tackling her to the ground. Mil grunts as the air is knocked out of her from the impact onto the ground. She looks up and see’s Sarah looking down at her with a huge grin. She is speechless as she just stares up at Sarah, flashbacks to her dream a few days ago running through her mind.
“What’s wrong, Mil? Long flight get to ya?” Sarah just smiles and plants a huge kiss onto Mil’s cheek. She then climbs off of Mil and offers her a hand for help up. Mil shakes her head and takes the offered hand, smiling awkwardly.
“Uh, yeah. Flight was too long. Slept a bit on the way. Just woke up before I text you. Why didn’t you say you guys were gonna meet us here?” Once she is on her feet she gives a little wave to Kenzi, who returns the wave, then latches herself onto Bruce’s arm.
“Cause I wanted to surprise you, duh! But I’m soooo glad you are here! We missed you so much this week. Did you have fun?” The four of them fall into step and head towards the baggage claim.
“Yeah it was really nice. Bruce and I wandered around the forest for the most part. Got to see a lot more of it. Oh, like, I’m starting to not get as lost in the house anymore.”
“That’s so awesome!”
“And, like, I worked on those moves we started working on. Totally ready to use them on Sunday.”
“I can’t wait to see it! You are totally gonna rock that Main Event!”
They finally made it to the baggage claim. They continue to chat as they wait for Mil and Bruce’s luggage.