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Sabrina Spellman ([personal profile] signed_sabrina) wrote2019-06-14 12:55 pm
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[castle darkness; charlie]

What had been difficult to pull off to help Rosie-- playing the imperious, bratty possible bride-to-be, bored and not at all willing to commit to the Lord of Darkness just yet-- seems an even taller order when it comes to getting Charlie brought to her without arousing suspicion.

It means letting them take Rosie back, for one. Sabrina makes threat upon threat, compliments the goblin that seems to have had the idea to bring Rosie at all, tries to give him a sense of responsibility in this.

It also means setting aside her actual feelings so that she can tell the goblins that her appetite is whetted and that her pretty songbird had sung to her of a most lovely boy in the dungeon. She tells them that she wants him, that she wants to play. She says, the words sour in her mouth, that perhaps she's getting used to this life.

So they go, and Sabrina sits on her massive bed, waiting with her heart in her throat.
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[personal profile] teenagerenegade 2019-06-14 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Before they bring him, they strip him and they scrub him and they put him in changes. He shuffles into the room with his head bowed, stripped to his underwear, bruises spangling his spine and ribs.

"Here he is," hisses one of the goblins that's holding his arm. "Toy for you, Majesty."
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[personal profile] teenagerenegade 2019-06-15 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)

Relief floods through Charlie at the sound of his voice, but he almost doesn't recognise the poised, arch, cruel girl in front of him. The creatures chitter and panic, unlocking the heavy chains and shoving him forward so abruptly that he stumbles down onto his knees.

"Best place for you, mortal," it hisses, before, grovelling and scraping, both guards back out of the room altogether.

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[personal profile] teenagerenegade 2019-06-15 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)

Boneless with relied, Charlie just lets her pull him where she wants him, unless he's collapsing into the first soft thing that he's lay down on in he doesn't know how long.

"I didn't know..." He says, a sob turning his voice ragged. "I didn't know if I was ever going to see you again."

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[personal profile] teenagerenegade 2019-06-16 10:00 am (UTC)(link)

He is, he realises, shivering violently, and he burrows in closer to her, pressing his face against her, his arms around her, holding on for dear life.

"N-Nick...he...said you were here. He said he and Salem were causing as much t-trouble as they c-could and that you were going to b-b-bring it all d-down." He takes a deep and shivering breath, tries desperately to calm down.

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[personal profile] teenagerenegade 2019-06-16 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)

"It's so cold down there," he says, burrowing into her some more, unable to get as close as he wants to be. "They...I..." He drags in a breath through his nose and tries desperately to calm down. "I think they think you want me as a sex slave or something."

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[personal profile] teenagerenegade 2019-06-17 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)

"Not here," agrees Charlie, nodding as a little bit more warmth leaches into his chilled skin. "I don't think I could even if I wanted to, right now." He frowns at what she says next. "No way, Sabrina. I'm not going without you and Rosie."

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[personal profile] teenagerenegade 2019-06-18 04:32 pm (UTC)(link)

Charlie frowns, a neat crease appearing between his eyebrows.

"I just...be safe, Sabrina, okay? Don't let him..." He clings to her. "Don't do anything stupid. I can't lose you."

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[personal profile] teenagerenegade 2019-06-18 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)

"Just don't take any risks you don't have to, okay?" he says, rubbing his cheek in against her, breathing her in so that he'll be able to live on the memory of the way that she smells, the way she feels in his arms. "Try."

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[personal profile] teenagerenegade 2019-06-18 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)

He presses his cheek against her smooth skin when she pulls the dress down a little, sinks into the softness of her. His eyes drift closed, and he nods.

"Is it safe?" he says, already stifling a yawn, still clinging to her. He feels like he hasn't slept properly in days. Weeks.

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[personal profile] teenagerenegade 2019-06-19 07:10 pm (UTC)(link)

Charlie's eyelids are heavy, so heavy, and, for the first time in days and days, he feels completely safe. He curls up in the circle of her arms, his cheek pressed against her, and he stays as close as he can.

"Wake me up when I need to go," he says, his voice already soft and vague.