This is a fan-fic of Veronica Diaz's (aka PinkStripedMellon) BL project "CoPasDel". The idea comes from a prompt in her journal immediately having triggered the matching image.

WARNING: massive OOC-ness possible!

Sorry about the title, too. I am ashamed! But it matches so neatly into the challenge...

Pairing: Leander x Daniel

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Was it just him, or had Daniel's body something incredibly appealing when being trapped in leather bonds? Leander smirked as he bowed close to the unconscious male, biting his lower lip as his fingertips trailed the softer parts of Daniel's throat. So stubborn and strong... yet so vulnerable...

Licking his lips in something like expectation, he picked up the calligraphy brush. Time to give Daniel something the other male maybe didn't even want. But since when was Leander caring about such trivial things as others' needs?

The black ink dripped lightly from the brush as Leander patiently waited for the right moment. He didn't want to ruin this lovely image with some ugly dots, so... some time... And just when the brush stopped dripping, he moved it over to the motionless body, placing a slow, pleasurable stroke along Daniel's ribs, leaving a jet black line behind.

The cool ink made Daniel stir, but it wasn't enough already to make the other male wake up. Smirking to himself, Leander brushed along the ribs again, just an inch below the first stripe. Somehow, the black ink against the tanned skin gave Daniel something very delicious indeed...

Leander again licked his lips, as if he was tasting something especially wonderful, before he resumed to slowly brush along the with every touch twitching body. Chuckling, he noticed he actually got a rise out of Daniel with the soft touches of the calligraphy brush. Now that was interesting indeed...

Just as he had finished the left side of Daniel's ribcage, the red eyes snapped open, glaring at the blonde this angrily Leander began sneering broadly. "Ah, you are awake again." he mused, lifting the brush again and now running it along the other side of the bound male's chest, causing a frustrated groan to rise from Daniel's throat. He was putting the other male through quite some stress like this, as he took it. And wow, it was funny.

Leander never would have thought he could dominate Daniel with a calligraphy brush in this way. While the stripes bit by bit covered the bound male's ribcage, he clearly could observe the strain he put on Daniel with those actions. On one hand, the brunette wanted to get away and out of those bonds, but at the same time, the touches and soft strokes of the brush drove him crazy. And not in a bad way...

Leander made a strange murring sound, now changing to the arms having been fastened above Daniel's head. It had been just the right decision to expose Daniel like that, bound to a table and with no chance to escape. More and more distressed sounds rose from Daniel's throat, while the brush mercilessly teased every part of his body, with a tantalizing slow pace.

It needed some time and some ink to reach Daniel's wrists, and by then, the brunette was shuddering in his bonds quite some already. Leander's lips still were curled into a smile, as he knew just too well how sensitive Daniel's skin still was. After all, he had forced an almost brutal climax on the other just some hours ago...

"Enjoying yourself, Daniel?" Leander whispered with a clearly mocking tone. The brunette didn't answer, and even if, he most possibly wouldn't have cared. As now, he was having a most enjoyable time with teasing Daniel's member into an involuntary erection... just by softly painting stripes on the other's body. A quite different type of torture indeed. He should try that out on someone else, for it was too much fun to stay an unique occasion.

Now, he was occupied with the ankles, taking even more time for the feet and shins than for both Daniel's ribcage and arms. Leander was quite sure the brunette was close to screaming out in frustration, being teased that deliberately, without hope of being released any time soon. As Leander just was finished with the knees, he took a long, quite satisfied look at Daniel.

Every stripe he had painted on the brunette's skin up to now was a flawless thin line, from a slight distance giving the other male something of a tiger. Leander hummed in content, brushing his fingertips along the dried ink on Daniel's ribcage. Perfect, it was staying on the brunette's skin. Well, a good long bath would have helped now, but no way he would ever give the other male that kind of luxury.

"I see you are quite excited already..." Leander whispered close to Daniel's ear, taking in every of the distressed, muffled sounds like a wonderful fragrance. The blonde had to steady himself to not be tempted to spoil everything now. He would enjoy this... every little second of it...

Now, as he worked his way up the thighs, Leander again took more time, sometimes waiting for minutes before placing the next stripe. Never enough to relieve Daniel, but always just right to torture the brunette in a most cruel way. The bound body arched in the strong bonds, helpless as there was nothing releasing him. What a joy indeed.

Leander had finished about a third of each thigh, almost lazily brushing his fingertips against the still unpainted skin and obviously driving Daniel crazy. No wonder, the brunette's erection was already beading up, surely being under quite some pressure. How enjoyable, and so very amusing. But there was no way he would give Daniel any release.

"You know, Daniel..." Leander snickered, very slowly running the brush across the brunette's thigh again. "I would never have imagined I could control you with a calligraphy brush. Are you even aware how pathetic you are? I guess not..." The blonde's voice and thoughts trailed off as he tantalizingly slowly placed more stripes on Daniel's by now heavily quivering thighs, but still not provoking more than those half muffled, distressed sounds. Stubborn as ever indeed, yet so easily teased.

"What is going on in your mind, huh?" Leander chuckled, having reached the upper third of Daniel's thighs. "Are you frustrated? Angry? Maybe even furious?" With each of those taunting words, he had run the brush across the still unpainted skin, causing Daniel to jerk violently in his bonds. "You know nothing, miserable stray cat..."

By now, Daniel indeed was looking like a tiger in human form. Leander had to take in a deep breath to steady himself. So wild, so untamed... so tempting beyond comprehension. What was it that made the brunette that fascinating for him?

Chuckling, Leander bowed close, the cold sapphire eyes glinting with the knowledge he dominated Daniel's body and mind. There still was this defying, resisting aura about the bound male. As if the other didn't even know about the meaning of giving in. Leander chuckled lowly, the brush now working on the last part of Daniel's skin... crawling closer...

At that point, Daniel couldn't hold back any longer. He had really tried to not give the blonde male what he was wishing for, but Leander was just too aware of what his body was begging for, while his mind still had tried to deny it. With a loud, agonized scream, Daniel released himself, thrashing in the bonds still as he so disgracefully stained himself.

Only as the brunette had become still again, Leander stepped closer. "A tiger indeed, aren't you." the mocking words came, being the last thing Daniel realised before falling unconscious. The stripes almost seemed to have become a part of Daniel, dried on the skin of the brunette tiger.

Captured, but never tamed. Bound, but never robbed of his ferocity.