*pounce* First req!

Mmm... dominant Bri, please. ^_____^

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"Why are we doing this again?" Briareos wondered as he was dragged through the mall and into the store Deunan insisted they had to check out.

"Because you've rolled over on me in your sleep one too many times," Deunan replied firmly, starting to peruse the various chains the store had stocked. Bri's ears were flat against the back of his head in embarrassment.

"But there's a hardware store right down the street!" Bri complained. "We didn't have to come here." Deunan ignored his complaints, so he wandered off. As much as he was intimidated by the store, he was also curious, and soon found a very interesting little device. One of the sales ladies had taken to following him around the store. Seeing his interest, she outfitted him in no time.

"Deunan?" Bri loomed over her from behind.

"What? I'm checking out in a-" she turned around and blinked, before cracking up. "Oh, God, Bri! What are you supposed to be?"

"Your new dom," the saleslady replied, smirking to himself at the marvelous outfit she'd put together- all leather and chains. "What'd you expect, dragging him into a sex store?"

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BWAH. XD I'm tempted to poke you to continue this.

But first: Drinking-from-a-straw Bri! With Lance! :D :D :D

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ooh! I'd like On-Vacation Briareos, please!

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(They never did get their chance to escape on vacation, did they? ~_^)

Despite Deunan's prophetic declaration that there would be an emergency as soon as they went to leave for vacation, they successfully left Olympus and started on the journey Briareos had Hitomi mark out on maps for them.

The first few days were wonderful and a blur of activity; Deunan, riding in the sidecar of Bri's motorcycle and reading the maps, kept finding places she wanted to visit along the way. The cyborg was more than happy to go along on all the side-trips, glad to be doing anything other than fighting. They were together, and they were happy. That's all that mattered.

Deciding to forego the expense of hotels and the like, Bri brought a tent and they found places to camp along the way. It wasn't like they hadn't done that enough in the past. Deunan loved it, and happily showed him so.

"This is nice," Deunan purred, snuggling up to Bri after another day of adventuring. "Just you, and me..." She ran a hand up one of his ears, giving him one of her most sultry, seductive looks.

Briareos sat bolt upright. "I'm picking up a distress signal," he said, already scrambling for his clothes. "This'll have to wait."

Deunan growled and threw his boots at his head.

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XD hahahaha! The curse, it LIVES! they will never, ever get a peaceful vacation! Even when out camping! Oh man, poor Deunan.

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*squees!*

Eee... so many to choose from... o_O

Hmm... Well, I don't wanna be greedy, so... Um... Dancing, Jealous, and Caring ^^'

Whee!

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I'm gonna tackle one at a time, in whatever order inspiration strikes me. ~_^

Caring Briareos

Deunan had always insisted she didn't get sick. Rather than argue, Briareos had just agreed- it was much easier and involved less being thwacked. Of course, since coming to Olympus from the Badlands, they were exposed to forms of common viruses they'd never before encountered. They'd been lucky for a while... until the night before, when Deunan rolled over, mumbled "I don't feel so good," and promptly vomited on him.

It took a while to get Deunan, the bed, and himself cleaned up, but he finally succeeded. He'd transferred Deunan to the couch, a clean garbage can beside her in case she needed to be sick, and he waited on her hand and foot. He was currently trying to feed Deunan ginger ale and crackers to settle her stomach. However, Deunan was NOT an easy patient. Being delirious from fever probably didn't help her obstinant attitude, either.

"Just a little sip," Bri tried again, lifting her up so he could sit on the couch and prop her up against his thigh.

"Don't wanna," Deunan grumbled, trying ineffectively to shove him away.

"Please," he asked more softly, holding the cup to her lips. This time she did drink a little sip, and he smiled to himself as she drifted off again. The moment of peace was short-lived, however, as a few minutes later she vomited in his lap.

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Dancing Briareos

"If you want to be a productive member of society, you have to learn to dance," Hitomi said to her assembled "class"- Yoshitsune, Deunan, and Briareos. None of them had particularly wanted to come, but how did you say no to such a delightful bubblehead as Hitomi? Artemis had escaped the dancing lesson by virtue of being Artemis, and using her powers of being Utterly Terrifying When Annoyed.

Hitomi rambled on and on about the virtues of dancing, much to her assembled audience's chagrin. Yoshi kept shooting longing looks out the window at the motorcycle he'd been messing with, Deunan was giving Hitomi the deadliest death-glare she could muster, and Bri was just trying desperately to not grab Deunan and run for his life.

"Briareos? You can help me demonstrate," Hitomi decided, surprising everyone.

"M-me?" Bri stammered. "Why not Yoshi? At least he won't break your foot if he steps on it..."

"You," Hitomi insisted. "Get up here. NOW." She pointed at the floor, and Bri, like an obedient dog who knows he's going to get swatted with a newspaper, went, proverbial tail tucked between his legs and ears wilted in an expression of sadness. Hitomi showed him how to stand and walked him through a few simple steps. Deunan soon doubled over in silent laughter at just how goofy he looked. Yoshi just looked jealous.

"Not bad," Hitomi said after successfully leading Bri through a waltz once or twice. "Alright, Deunan, take over with him, and I'll take Yoshi."

Deunan grinned impishly at Briareos, who gave her a pathetic look in response. He took Deunan's hand and wrapped his other arm around her back. "You'll need taller shoes for this," he mused, as her hand that was supposed to be on his shoulder was on his chest.

"Shut up and dance. And if you break my foot you're sleeping on the couch," Deunan growled, though there was a hint of a smile on her lips.

"You know Hitomi's just trying to turn you into a lady," Bri commented.

"Yeah, well, the joke's on her- next week, I'm starting to teach her how to wrestle."

Briareos tried, he really tried, not to say what immediately sprang to mind, but he just couldn't help it. "...Can I watch?"

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Jealous Briareos

That was it. He'd had enough.

Briareos was a patient man, but when he saw Deunan snuggled up on the couch with her other man, he finally exploded. He'd been so very patient all this time, but this was just pushing it too far. He was tired of being second, of being neglected and outright ignored, of not getting nearly enough cuddles. It was time to put his foot down.

"Deunan," he declared firmly, "It's the plushie or me."

Deunan glanced up at him with a bored expression. "Plushie, no contest. Besides, what's your problem with it?"

"It gets more cuddles!" Briareos' ears were flat in dismay, a sure sign that he was genuinely upset.

"Oh, for the love of... Come here, you great oaf, and cuddle if that's what you want." Deunan shifted on the couch to give him room to sit down.

Bri contentedly curled up like a great metal cat, head resting on her hip, the plushie long since tossed across the room. "I win," he thought with a mental smirk.

The plushie had his own plans, however. He would wait, for now, but when the time was right... Deunan would be his.

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Since you said I could have another few, may I please have "Kick-Ass Deunan"? and "Book-Reading Briareos"? thanks!

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Book-Reading Briareos

Once upon a time, Briareos and Deunan had lived in the badlands, and they often went days, sometimes weeks between seeing another person. They had been nomads, moving from abandoned city to abandoned city, fighting if necessary, and living off what supplies they could scavenge. Whenever they found a town that was still relatively intact, Bri would search for the library and take a few books that caught his attention. He was an avid reader, which seemed strange to others who didn't know him. Just the sight of the huge cyborg reclining in the sun, poring over some tome tended to confuse most. Deunan just saw it as a cute quirk of his, and went back to whatever she'd been doing. Other times...

Bri was lounging on the porch in one of the deck chairs, the Bri plushie in the chair beside him. A stack of books he was in the middle of sat on a small end table nearby, all neatly bookmarked with where he'd left off. He was completely engrossed in his reading material and wouldn't have noticed if a Mobile Fortress platform waltzed past on the street.

Wondering where Briareos had gotten off to, Deunan peeked out on the porch and smirked to herself. She slunk up behind him. When he didn't react to her presence, she grinned and climbed into his lap, strategically getting between him and his book. "Whatcha reading?"

"Nothing," Bri said hastily, hiding the book under his chair.

Deunan bent over the edge, catching the title on the spine of the book. She broke into wild giggles. "You've got four seconds to explain why you're reading a trashy romance novel."

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Kick-Ass Deunan

As far as Deunan was concerned, she was kick ass, always had been, and always would be, forever and ever, amen. As far as Briareos was concerned, Deunan's cockiness was going to get them both killed, and in a big hurry. He made it a point to periodically remind her of the fact, not that his lectures ever really sank into Deunan's thick skull.

It was in the middle of one such lecture that Deunan completely tuned out, instead focusing on the world around them. They'd been wandering around in a local mall when Briareos felt it was his solemn duty to ensure Deunan's ego didn't get too big and suffocate the both of them. Bright, multi-colored flashes of light and sound effects caught Deunan's attention and, without a word, she seized Briareos' arm and hauled him into the arcade she'd just spotted.

She didn't stop dragging him, despite the cyborg's protests; if he really wanted to stop her, he could. She finally stopped in front of two matching cases, side-by-side. "You, me, two player mode," she declared. "And I need some money for tokens."

Briareos facepalmed but dutifully opened his wallet, handing her some cash. Deunan trotted off to get some tokens and soon the duo were busy pummeling one another in virtual reality. As their matches progressed, they gained quite the following of prepubescent and teenage boys who happily cheered on whomever was winning.

It was a very close game, in the end. Deunan had played the game once or twice with Hitomi, but Briareos learned fast. All the reflexes in the world couldn't save Briareos from Deunan's onslaught. Deunan smiled smugly up at him as the winner message scrolled across the screen. "I win," she purred contentedly.

"That you did," Briareos grated out.

"So, don't you have something to say to me?"

Briareos mumbled something that sounded uncomplimentary under his breath.

"I'm sorry, dear, what was that?" Deunan asked sweetly.

"I said, 'Yes, you're kick-ass,'" Briareos repeated glumly. "Though that doesn't change the fact that you can't swagger about like you own the place all the time."

"I might not own it, but I just owned you," Deunan churred happily. Their fan following all burst out in laughter, which only made Deunan's grin wider.

Briareos could only facepalm.

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BATH-TIME BOTH OF 'EM!

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Bath-Time Briareos and Deunan

If there was ever a day when Lance was feeling particularly evil, today was it. "Do it again! From the top!" had always been his favorite phrase, of course; he'd actually gone hoarse from screaming it this time. The training room was so thick with dust from running feet and tumbling landmates that it was nigh-impossible to breathe without taking in more dirt than oxygen, and that didn't even take into account the smoke from weapons-fire...

Finally, finally, Lance let them leave. Briareos was caked with a layer of grime so thick that he could hardly move for all the gunk in his joints, and his optical arrays were all coated, making him effectively blind. Deunan steered him out and towards the showers. She was no cleaner, lines of sweat turning the dust on her brow into muddy smears, but at least she could see and walk a straight line.

Deunan shoved Bri into one of the locker room's shower stalls, entered as well and pulled the door shut.

"I can still wash myself," he grumped. "I don't need your help."

"I've never heard a man refuse getting scrubbed down by a woman before," Deunan growled right back, turning on the shower and starting to strip down. "Just shut up and strip."

"Hmph." Bri was in a sour mood after the long day, but he did as she ordered, and sighed in relief as he stepped under the spray. It was nice to be waterproof, that much was certain.

Deunan soon followed, washing the caked-on layers of dirt and sweat off without saying a word to her lover. She was annoyed with him and made no effort to hide it. Of course, when he struggled to clean all the now-mud out of his joints, she couldn't help but come to his aid with her smaller, more dextrous fingers.

"I'm sorry," Briareos finally admitted, as Deunan was dutifully scrubbing him down. "I was being a jerk earlier."

"Yeah, you were." Deunan snorted and glowered up at him. "Stop siding with Magus when I'm arguing with him, or you're gonna need to find somewhere else to live."

"I'm sorry," Bri repeated. "I won't do it again."

"Good." Deunan returned her attention to her task, until Bri knelt down and gathered her close.

"I love you," he murmured in her ear.

"Love you too, even if you are an idiot sometimes," she replied, smiling a little. Bri's ears perked up a little and he stood up straighter, holding her close.

"Now that we're clean...," he started.

Deunan gave him a wicked grin. "Lance'll kill us."

"Exactly."

"Sounds good to me," Deunan agreed, twining a leg around his. "We'll have a bit of fun, annoy Lance, and use up all the hot water."

"Exactly."

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I'm leaving the rest to your imaginations. It was getting too long anyway. ;)

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I request Daring Briareos, with Uranus, and Jealous Deunan, in a bar.

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Alright, I'll do these one at a time.

Jealous Deunan (in a bar)

Hitomi was an adorable bubblehead at any time, except for when she was drunk. Yoshi hated it when she drank, as she hit on pretty much anything that moved when she was wasted. She seemed to gravitate to Deunan when she was particularly out of it, which Yoshi wasn't quite as worried about as, say, when she hit on Calon, or Magus, or any of the ESWAT guys Deunan and Bri brought drinking with them.

Tonight, it seemed that Hitomi was taking her chances, as she decided to hit on Bri. Yoshi was nearly going into apopleptic fits, and Deunan wasn't faring much better.

'She's just drunk,' she reminded herself for the dozenth time. 'She does this when she's drunk. She's tried to get you to have sex with her before when she was drunk... Aw, crap. Bad thought.' Deunan facepalmed, not wanting to think about the prospect of Hitomi drunkenly having sex with Briareos. 'She... um.... tends to fall asleep when she's drunk. Yeah. She passes out, maybe she'll do that soon...' Hand tightening around her glass, Deunan resisted the urge to pummel Hitomi into unconsciousness for her own sanity's sake.

Bri shot Deunan a pathetic 'save me' look across the table. That helped. Now Deunan was free to just make fun of him for being trapped- he wasn't interested. 'He'd better not be interested, or I'll kill 'em both!' Maybe it hadn't helped enough...

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Naughty Bri! NAUGHTY BRI!! :D And and and I second ironbite's claim for bath-time BOTH :D

And if I may, book-reading Briareos as well. :3 And horny Deunan is intriguing, as well.

...How about I just claim both of the damn lists? D:

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Naughty Bri

Covert missions were always the most fun, as far as Briareos was concerned. They were especially a challenge for a quarter-ton cyborg like himself, when his quarry was an elite soldier with heightened reflexes who was known to always be armed. He'd gone up against this opponent before, so he knew the other's weaknesses, but his foe knew Bri's weaknesses, as well. They were fairly evenly matched in most respects, except one. Briareos currently had the element of surprise.

He darted out of the shadows he'd been skulking in, and seized his opponent from behind, dragging his prize back into the dark from whence he came. Bri clapped his free hand over the other's mouth, not wanting to alert anyone else to what was happening. His target struggled, muffled shouts and curses coming from under Bri's hand. The cyborg finally managed to drag the struggling human into the abandoned room he'd been hiding in, and locked the door before letting his prey loose.

"Briareos, you've lost your mind," Deunan huffed, ruffled but looking every bit as mischievous as Briareos was feeling. "Dragging me off like that, what the hell were you thinking about?"

"What d'you think?" Bri mused, pinning Deunan back against the far wall, hands working under her shirt. "Paperwork got boring."

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...Thanks to you, now I got the urge to draw Bri and Deunan dancing! Damn you! D: *shakes fist*

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You're welcome. ^_^

It's not so much dancing as "standing there glowering at Hitomi" in my head, but yes. ~_^

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What's this Pirate Deunan one about? :P

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Well, in volume four, she loses an eye and gets an eyepatch...

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Can I request more? :D
How about...on the beach BOTH? :3

This entry has quickly become my favourite entry EVER. Scary. ;3

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Eeee. ^_^!

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