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djdinah asked:
Flesh (I invite you let him be as mean about this as you want)

whiskersanddrumkits:

djdinah:

whiskersanddrumkits:

Send “Flesh” for my muses reaction to your muse pushing them up against a wall and biting their neck

Cheshire had taken extra care to keep his ears open, especially since making a remark to Dinah that he had exceptional hearing. He did, in fact, but the only evidence of it was the matter of no one being able to find him. If he was hellbent on taking a nap, movement during that time was either to stretch and be more comfortable or to vanish to a new napping spot.

This time, however, he’d decided to see what she’d do if she thought she could get the better of him. A bite to the neck was so far from what he’d had in mind that a usually reserved temper came roaring to life.

His voice cracked as a gnarled mess of growling and a strangled yelp caught in his throat. In one swift movement, he had her pinned to the floor, a hand wrapped around her neck and pressing down, “What in the worlds gave you the impression that this was a good idea?”

It had been a joke, the idea of biting him. The same sort of playful reprimand she’d used a thousand times when she’d been a proper cat, the easy way of getting back at annoying brothers or the maid’s prodding fingers. It had been a joke, but with the air knocked from her lungs and pain flaring around her throat, she realized too late it hadn’t been a good one. 

Her nails tore at the hand against her neck, the initial pain fueling panic. “Let go!” It wasn’t an answer to his question but it was the first thing she could think to say.  Her eyes had went wide, blood draining from her skin. “Stop. Let me go!” 

"You fucking bit me while I was sleeping. I’m not letting go until you give me a good reason not to kill you.” His nails bit into her skin, hand starting to tighten around her neck, his pupils narrowing into slits as Dinah started to look more like prey than… house mate.

A blind and honest fear coursed through her. He wouldn’t, she tried to tell herself, there would be too many repercussions, it was just an idle threat to scare her…But what her mind was trying to settle her nerves didn’t believe. The noise that came from her was nearly a whimper, tears pickled at the corners of her eyes as it became harder to breath.

 ”It was a joke,” she gasped, voice weak. “Just a joke. Chessur!”  

whiskersanddrumkits:

hellyeahmatthewgraygubler:

(via gonadsgo)

whiskersanddrumkits:

hellyeahmatthewgraygubler:

(via gonadsgo)

icanhazdrumstickz:

comfortedalloy4:

sezja:

gotothemattresses:

thefrogman:

In Soviet Russia, kitten adopts YOU.

You can’t possibly say no to that.

"I HAVE SELECTED MY HUMAN. WE CAN NOW LEAVE THIS PLACE.  HUMAN.  SIGN THE REQUIRED PAPERWORK."

so cute

when alice first got dinah

Very true

icanhazdrumstickz:

comfortedalloy4:

sezja:

gotothemattresses:

thefrogman:

In Soviet Russia, kitten adopts YOU.

You can’t possibly say no to that.

"I HAVE SELECTED MY HUMAN. WE CAN NOW LEAVE THIS PLACE.  HUMAN.  SIGN THE REQUIRED PAPERWORK."

so cute

when alice first got dinah

Very true

djdinah asked:
Flesh (I invite you let him be as mean about this as you want)

whiskersanddrumkits:

Send “Flesh” for my muses reaction to your muse pushing them up against a wall and biting their neck

Cheshire had taken extra care to keep his ears open, especially since making a remark to Dinah that he had exceptional hearing. He did, in fact, but the only evidence of it was the matter of no one being able to find him. If he was hellbent on taking a nap, movement during that time was either to stretch and be more comfortable or to vanish to a new napping spot.

This time, however, he’d decided to see what she’d do if she thought she could get the better of him. A bite to the neck was so far from what he’d had in mind that a usually reserved temper came roaring to life.

His voice cracked as a gnarled mess of growling and a strangled yelp caught in his throat. In one swift movement, he had her pinned to the floor, a hand wrapped around her neck and pressing down, “What in the worlds gave you the impression that this was a good idea?”

It had been a joke, the idea of biting him. The same sort of playful reprimand she’d used a thousand times when she’d been a proper cat, the easy way of getting back at annoying brothers or the maid’s prodding fingers. It had been a joke, but with the air knocked from her lungs and pain flaring around her throat, she realized too late it hadn’t been a good one. 

Her nails tore at the hand against her neck, the initial pain fueling panic. “Let go!” It wasn’t an answer to his question but it was the first thing she could think to say.  Her eyes had went wide, blood draining from her skin. “Stop. Let me go!” 

thacky-earwicket:

djdinah:

the-50-shades-of-red:

Damian Lewis filming in Wolf Hall today (from here).

((It looks like a dress. Someone for the love of cheese let me do a crossdressing Dice thread. Pretty boys in girly clothes yes please.))

I AM OPEN TO THIS

((Somehow I thought that you might be. I don’t know what could possibly give me that idea,))

the-50-shades-of-red:

Damian Lewis filming in Wolf Hall today (from here).

((It looks like a dress. Someone for the love of cheese let me do a crossdressing Dice thread. Pretty boys in girly clothes yes please.))

((Looks like I cleared out everything, so bedtime for me.))

Anonymous asked:
Flesh" -madlyinnocenthare

There was a slight stiffening to her spine as the hare pounced on her, born not of the lack of desire- of course she had the desire, she’d expressed that to him more than once- but from her confusion. Thackery had always flinched away from her touch, ignored her advances and ran from any sexual situation that cropped up between them. Dinah had given up any idea that he’d so much as let her kiss him outside of March and here he was, lips against her neck like he was a man starved. Even as heat flared in her stomach she didn’t know how to react, worried that her response could frighten him away again. But she couldn’t just stand there and slowly she put her hands on his shoulders, tilting her head back to give him more to work with.

djdinah asked:
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mad-mr-hightopp:

djdinah:

mad-mr-hightopp:

mad-mr-hightopp:

Our muses playing boardgames at the middle of the night.

Tarrant groaned, tossing a monopoly house at Dinah. “This game takes forever.”

 

"Fair enough. You’re much cuter now."

"Now you’re just trying flatter me. Lucky for you, I’m vain enough for it to work."

"I was counting on that."

"You’ve learned well, Hatter."

Anonymous asked:
Flesh" -trickycheshirecat

Dinah hissed as he shoved her against the wall, arching into him from the sting. Her nails scrabbled against his back, catching and pulling at his shirt. The scrap of fangs against her neck tore a groan from her, his name rolling off her lips like a prayer. “In the hallway then?”