#participant: princess_breetlejuice

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Title: A Year in the Gallery

Author: Princess_Breetlejuice 

Artist: TheLazyDrawer

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Word Count: 43,579

Posting Date: February 3rd, 2021

Summary: Wade is kidnapped by a strange man who has a very peculiar job offer. While he’s skeptical, the man promises to compensate Wade very generously for the use of his body. Sounds [sketch], but Wade is all for easy money, and it’s not like he has anything better to do right now.

And really, what’s the worst that can happen?

(Or: Peter is an immortal sex demon with a penchant for sadism, and Wade is about to learn he can endure unimaginable agony with a smile.)

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[spideypoolbigbang]

Title: A Year In The Gallery

Author: Princess_Breetlejuice (AO3)

Artist: thelazydrawer (Tumblr)

Rating: E

Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Word Count: 38k

Posting Date: February 3rd

Summary: Wade is kidnapped by a strange man who has a very peculiar job offer. Wade will be well compensated as long as he has frequent sex with his would-be employer. While Wade is skeptical, he’s all for easy money and he doesn’t have anything better to do right now.

And really, what’s the worst that can happen?

Or:

Peter is an immortal sex demon with gory and terrifying fetishes and Wade has little concern for his well being.

Teaser Excerpt: 

Wade crossed his arms over his chest, and his left wrist slipped, having no hand to keep it in place. “That’s what you are apologizing for?”

“Yeah, I try to be here when you wake up. Aftercare is important, based on what modern sexual literature says.”

Was Peter being purposefully ignorant, or did he not know where the problem was? Seriously? Peter had Wade’s blood splattered on his arms. “Is this a demon thing? Do demons not know that it’s rude to cut off hands without consent?”

Peter shrugged. “I didn’t think you’d mind.”

“Yeah, I would have liked some heads up on that. Modern sexual literature also says negotiation is important.”

Peter mirrored Wade’s posture and puffed up his chest. “Dead people can’t consent. You can’t say yes, can’t say no. Consent protocols don’t apply here.” He cocked his hip. The flippant attitude was somewhat diminished by the way Wade’s cum dripped down his legs. “It’ll grow back.”

Wade was annoyed because he could totally see the logic. It made sense, but BDSM etiquette was never imagined for demons. He felt like Peter was twisting it where there were gaps that didn’t account for their dynamic. “It’ll grow back, but we should have talked about it.”

“Why? It doesn’t involve you.”

“You cut off my hand!” Wade waved around his stump and pointed at it. “My. Hand. That you cut off.”

“And?”

“It’s rude to cut off people’s hands without asking!”