I have it coming for idolbigbang. Um, I guess nobody will see it down here in the comments, so here's a tiny spoiler:
[NC-17, obviously; SPOILER for Labyrinth 2015: Nine 1/2 Weeks in L.A.]
Cook wants to play another game, and this involves the ticking sound of the antique clocks in their house, the loud gongs of the long, elegant Austrian cloche that stands in their hallway, the sound of Cook’s wristwatch, an old-fashioned Panerai.
Cook gives Arch a diamond-studded Rolex with an expensive mechanical movement and a unique, hourly chime.
In this game, the sound is the trigger: "When you hear this sound, at this time, think of me, and touch yourself."
Cook changes the time every couple of days, and when he isn’t home he leaves Arch voice and text messages with numbers on them. It drives Archuleta to distraction; he finds himself sitting at home or writing or being driven to appointments, checking the time on the wall or on his wrist, the simmering fire building slowly under his skin, making him infernally aroused.
800 on his cell, and Arch hears the hall clock striking the hour, and he rises from his morning juice and cereal and takes himself to their bedroom, where he strokes himself to his climax as directed. “1400 hours,” is all Cook says on the phone in the little music studio in their house, and Arch leaves it on speaker as he jerks off, very slowly and vocally, leaning back in Cook's leather director’s chair. His handheld beeps1900, and the sound emanating from his Rolex is so oppressive (at this time, think of me), and his sudden erection is so uncomfortable, that Arch has to excuse himself from dinner with his agent and rush to the nearest men’s room to take himself in hand.
In later weeks, Cook takes to pointing to his own wrist as a sign that Arch should do what Cook’s asked of him, that doesn’t necessarily involve touching himself; by this time, Arch’s eyes water automatically, as do other things.
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[NC-17, obviously; SPOILER for Labyrinth 2015: Nine 1/2 Weeks in L.A.]
Cook wants to play another game, and this involves the ticking sound of the antique clocks in their house, the loud gongs of the long, elegant Austrian cloche that stands in their hallway, the sound of Cook’s wristwatch, an old-fashioned Panerai.
Cook gives Arch a diamond-studded Rolex with an expensive mechanical movement and a unique, hourly chime.
In this game, the sound is the trigger: "When you hear this sound, at this time, think of me, and touch yourself."
Cook changes the time every couple of days, and when he isn’t home he leaves Arch voice and text messages with numbers on them. It drives Archuleta to distraction; he finds himself sitting at home or writing or being driven to appointments, checking the time on the wall or on his wrist, the simmering fire building slowly under his skin, making him infernally aroused.
800 on his cell, and Arch hears the hall clock striking the hour, and he rises from his morning juice and cereal and takes himself to their bedroom, where he strokes himself to his climax as directed. “1400 hours,” is all Cook says on the phone in the little music studio in their house, and Arch leaves it on speaker as he jerks off, very slowly and vocally, leaning back in Cook's leather director’s chair. His handheld beeps1900, and the sound emanating from his Rolex is so oppressive (at this time, think of me), and his sudden erection is so uncomfortable, that Arch has to excuse himself from dinner with his agent and rush to the nearest men’s room to take himself in hand.
In later weeks, Cook takes to pointing to his own wrist as a sign that Arch should do what Cook’s asked of him, that doesn’t necessarily involve touching himself; by this time, Arch’s eyes water automatically, as do other things.