Cristiano Murdoch

Hidden Punishments

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Ava tilted the bottle back and let the liquor flow down her throat. She was no novice to drinking and was confident she would win. The problem was Cris was no lightweight either. To her dismay he was actually guzzling faster than her! Ava did not like loosing and she tried to catch up by tilting the bottle back more, which unfortunately caused some of the brandy to drip down the corners of her mouth. Not easily deterred Ava continued to drink but ended up having to stop because she was about to cough. "Fuck!" She yelled and tossed the near empty bottle down and feigned a glare at Cris. Ava wiped her lips with the back of her hand right before she burst into laughter. 

"Don't fucking say it." She figured Cris had some smartass comment to make. Feeling lightheaded as well as warm from all the liquor she just downed she smirked at Cris. "Fine. You win." Her eyes roamed over him and she wondered how he'd like for her 'help' him. "Well can't do anything with you dressed." She remarked cheekily. 

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Cris held his hand up for a moment, and carried on chugging his whisky stopping when he had drained every last drop. He set the empty bottle down and sniffed a bit, letting the spirits fire warm him. His head span for a moment but settled down, although he didn't want to try standing. Still it was good to get one over on Ava. 

Rare as it was. 

"Fucking lightweight" he teased although his voice was a little slurred. The Lyrium might hold off the worst of the effects when it was fresh in his body but it was still affecting him. He looked at the whip and picked it up, his barriers lowered for now. "I don't know you could take my trousers off or you could use this, i leave it entirely up to you" The grin that spread across his face was mixture of slight inebriation and slight tease. "Gotta let the lightweight have some control right?" 

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Ava glanced at the whip then at Cris. Was he serious? Her eyes narrowed at him suspiciously before her lips curled into a cheeky smirk. Of coarse he was serious and she was feeling tipsy enough to take him up on it. "Alright. Hand it over." Ava slowly rose to her feet and studied the whip he gave her. Her fingers ran along the knotted leather thongs, years of wear and tear obvious. One thing was for certain this was not a faze for Cris like she earlier assumed. Whatever his mentor did to him it was now a part of who he was. 

"Instead of dropping your pants, take off your shirt." She told him, her tone more authoritative though she continued to wear a playful smirk. She walked up to Cris and made him look her in the eyes. "You sure about this?" If he wanted to back out this was his chance before they crossed that line. Either way she would not blame him, she might talk shit about him later but that was expected from their banter. 

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He snorted and managed to get to his feet, the room span a little but soon settled down, although when he took a step in front of her he was a little unsteady on his feet. He opened his shirt and took it off, spreading his arms a little to show a perfectly honed, perfectly muscled body. Every inch of his body muscles defined from years of training. 

Scars at various points on his body showed his wars, and for one his age, he had many of them.  Although the scars on his back were now more obvious as to where they came from. 

Feeling cheeky and probably more than a tad bit drunk, he did a complete 360 showing off his physique "Like whatcha  see Lightweight Poodle?" He was going to suffer for that comment but right now he was in a happy state and he really didn't care. 

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Ava rolled her eyes. "Nothing I've not seen before." She drawled but also took to standing, forgoing any twirling. She may have been somewhat inebriated but she could hold her balance. Since Cris felt like playing Ava walked right up to him and during his spin she snapped the whip against his torso. Ava arched a brow at Cris, she had been merely testing whip to get a better feel of it as well as test Cris to see his reaction. 

Judging by how he responded Ava could determine how this little game was going to go. 

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The grin spread across the Templars face, and a shudder ran through his body, he grasped her hand by the wrist and a darker light hit his eyes. There was something not altogether right about Cristiano in his head, and any head doctor would say that his former mentor had not only taken his hatred of Mages and forged it into something new but twisted any feelings he might have had in romance department. 

He grinned wider, warmth spreading across his body with the alochol "Is that all you got Poodle?" He trusted Ava with his life so why not trust her with this. He ran a hand down her neck "I thought you 'lesians played hardball"  He was pushing her and he knew it, but that was all part of the game right? 

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Based on his response Ava grinned. This was a game to Cris and since he continued to taunt her she saw no reason not to take this a step further. Ava spun around and turned, using Cris' grasp on her wrist to her advantage. She broke his hold but then using her free hand locked his arm back in a submission hold. With her standing behind him she kicked the back of his knees forcing him to kneel. She released her grip on his arm and quickly took the whip and held it against his neck, using both her hands on each end to pull back. Ava wasn't exactly strangling him but he would find it hard to breath if he resisted. "I've only just started." She growled in his ear then chuckled.

Ava let the end of the whip go and stepped back, extending her arms then snapping the leather straps against back. It was much harder than the playful swipe she'd done earlier and the skin on Cris' back immediately began to welt. 

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He laughed as she easily span him round, truth be told Cristiano was drunk enough to enjoy what was happening but not too drunk that he didn't have some control. He let a grunt go as she slapped the whip arcoss his back and for a moment his eyelids fluttered, his eyes rolled back.

He felt his bodies reaction long before he saw it. Over the years he had become used to this, so when he paid a visit to the odd whore house or two, he knew what to ask for and who to get, at the end of the day not every lady Templar liked this sort of game, if they had taken a vow of chastity then they were no good to him. 

His strange nature had most whores keep button lipped about his likes and dislikes, and as he let the sensation settle over his body he had to wonder if his battle sister, sister sword and friend would see him in the same light ever again? that and how it would change thier relationship.  "Of you are going to do it, do it like you mean it" he snarled 

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