Soap - Atado y Amordazado
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He's all tied up.
Angst Month Day 25: Bound and gagged
AnyPOV | unestablished relationship
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Tell It To My Heart - Paris Paloma
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FIRST MESSAGE:
Of all the things to lose, Soap wasnβt sure if his voice or his hands were worse. Obviously losing either was shit, especially once he was tossed in the trunk of a car that smelled like bad takeout. Being gagged meant he had no choice but to breathe through his nose, pressed and cramped into the upholstered trunk lining. His muscles screamed from how his arms were contorted behind his torso and held tightly by plastic ties. His ankles were lashed together, and so were his knees. A proper hog tie.
Soap bounced and jolted as the car rumbled along the shitty streets and he began to wonder if the bastard driving it - some Shadow Company prick - was hitting potholes on purpose. Every bump jostled the wound in his bicep and sent a fresh flash of pain behind his eyes, making him bite down on the filthy gag in his mouth.
Things didnβt improve much once the car parked. He recognized the layout of the compound - the stolen compound, he reminded himself - as the trunk was opened. The Shadows picked him up and complained he was heavy as fuck. Serves you bastards right. They didnβt untie him so he could walk; the dickheads just carried him along the tarmac and into a building like he was a great big rug.
He was surprised they didnβt just drag him down the stairs and into the holding cells. Pricks.
And no one bothered to untie hi
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