Author: Amethyst Hunter
Fandom/pairing: Get Backers, suggestive
Word count: 373
Rating: PG (implied m/m, light mentions of kink)
Warnings/Spoilers: See above.
Notes: Based on a prompt from the springkink LJ community. Prompt: "Bloodplay - 'I can taste it just for a second.'
Disclaimer: GB isn't mine.
Notes: Two prompt-fics for the price of one, because I had to do this cracktastical idea. XD
Summary: Lady Poison makes an interesting discovery on a transport job.
When the truck is a-rockin', don't come a-knockin'.
Lady Poison frowned away that initial thought, perplexed as to what was going on inside Mr. No-Brakes' truck that would cause the cab to shudder like a ship rolling on stormy ocean waves. Thinking that their opponents had caught up with them and were rummaging through the truck for the transport item, she hoisted a bottle of flame perfume and cautiously climbed onto the side steps.
She flung open the passenger door and her eyes bulged. Maguruma No-Brakes was sitting in the driver's seat, which wouldn't have been so shocking if his blood-spotted pants hadn't been tangled around his knees and their other comrade, Doctor Jackal, wasn't bent over Maguruma's pelvis, shapely bottom raised in the air and his head and right arm bobbing vigorously while he worked.
Maguruma saw her and made a tubercular noise, his face draining to a sickly pale shade. Akabane must have realized something was wrong and came up for air. His eyes widened when he saw Himiko staring at the two of them.
No-Brakes managed to speak first. "It – It's not what it looks like, Himiko! It's not!"
"Sorry," she gasped out, it being the only thing she could think of at the moment.
"He's telling the truth, Himiko-san," Akabane said as he smiled placation. "Maguruma bought some new pants recently with pockets that have these little loops on them. I don't know what material it is, but it's quite strong. The pants got caught on something underneath the seat and he accidentally cut his fingers trying to untangle himself. I was just helping him get free." He held up a scalpel and made a sawing motion.
Himiko's suspicious gaze darted back and forth between the men, one mortified and the other mildly surprised but otherwise calm in the face of awkwardness. She found her voice as she carefully backed her way out of the truck. "Akabane – Jackal – I know you have certain…quirks…but can't you at least wait until after we've finished the transport to have your fun?"
"Great. I'm still stuck, and now our partner thinks I'm a raging pervert." No-Brakes scowled at his less-than-helpful cohort. "Way to go, Doctor Jackal."
"Oops?" Akabane offered with a little shrug.