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NATASHA ROMANOFF
username: widow
age: 31
Submissive
Up: Penthouse

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Misfire plot

[ex_this_ismydesign36]

[ Will had been sent the picture, anonymously, the day after his 'punishment' had been played out. He'd immediately deleted it, but like internets everywhere, once something is out there it's out there forever.

Which meant that when all the shenanigans with the hacking, misfiring started to occur, with Will's luck, the damn picture went out into the public. ]

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[ her blood runs absolutely cold. it's a full two minutes before her fingers work enough to receive messages from her brain, well enough to reach out to him. ]

will... your phone sent something to me.
something graphic.

[ex_this_ismydesign36]

[ He's had a couple of return comments about this situation and he just groans and rubs his hand over his face, before typing out a response. ]

It's done this to a couple of people. Is it the one with the harness or the one that's even more graphic?

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the harness.

[ 'even more graphic'? she bites down on her lip, the worry for him tangible and icy in her veins. ]

were you in trouble? are you... in trouble?

[ex_this_ismydesign36]

[ It's a toss up between which image he is more concerned over her seeing. He thought the harness would be less troublesome, but as she asks her questions he realizes that the genuine dick pic might have been easier to explain. ]

I found myself accused of inappropriate behavior. There was no solid evidence to support the accusation but I was still required to reaffirm my submissive status in a public display.

The harness was part of that display, which is over and done.

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reaffirm your—
was bucky there?

when did this happen?



...how are you?

[ex_this_ismydesign36]

Though we had a disagreement about the entire situation, in the end Bucky was there.

There was nothing he could do but his presence was; reassuring.

The punishment? It happened a few days ago.

[ He smiles a little, genuinely touched that she ... asked. Even if his response is rather anticlimactic. ]

I've suffered worse. No one physically harmed me, and humiliation is as much about your own perspective of events, as it is about what people do to you.

At least in my experience.

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[ suffered worse... william.
natasha thinks of his home and how tightlipped he's remained; how they originally bonded over blood spilt.
her stomach tightens and drops.

she's spent too much time away from the apartment, avoiding bucky. she wasn't here to observe anything will might have let slip, a shadow under the eyes or rounding of the shoulders, posture normally so precise. natasha curses her own selfishness, not having been here to notice, to offer support, even if it might have been turned down. ]

i'm so sorry, will.
may i come down the hall for a visit? i can bring woodford reserve as a third party.

[ex_this_ismydesign36]

[ It is on the tip of his fingers (so to speak) to tell her that he really is alright. That he understood why she had been avoiding the penthouse, and while it might not sound good to say he was used to dealing with these things on his own, it was a genuine truth.

But instead of typing that out, he recognized that this might not be just about him. It might be supportive for her as well. ]

Woodford Reserve is always the magic word. I'm in my office, door is unlocked.